Martin’s POV
Seeing Lucille in the bathtub, looking almost lifeless finally snapped the restraint in my head. How could that bastard put his hands on her? She was like a doll, an egg I pampered. And after what happened when we weren't able to save her, I was ready to put my life on the line just for her.
And then there was one nitwit who did this to her? I couldn't take it!
Instantly, I shot up to my feet, my eyes blazing with fury as I dashed out of the bathroom.
“Where are you going?” Kent rushed after me.
“Watch Lucille!” I ordered but he didn't leave. In the next second, I got to the bartender and he was still unconscious on the floor. By his side was a small packet and I looked down at it to see it was the aphrodisiac drug he used.
“This bastard!” I yelled and in the next se
