(Declan POV)
I covered Desire’s body with my shirt and picked her up in bridal style. She collapsed after bearing Dominic’s torture. I scolded him but he didn’t seem bothered by it. I asked him to start the car and here I was walking through the back door of the school because we didn’t want to alert anyone there. After a few seconds, I put her in the back seat of the car and put her head on my lap.
“You shouldn’t handle her like this, Dom,” I said to him, but his eyes were fixated on Desire’s face through the rear-view mirror.
“Come on, Bro! She can handle this much rough touch. I am sure that you all will also like to play with her, however, you want, then why are you lecturing me about it?” He stated in a bored tone before looking outside the window. I sighed before looking at her
