Jason’s POV
A surge of rage thundered through my veins. What in the world was she doing here?
This was no place for her. The moment I saw Emily, standing frozen in the middle of the warehouse, my instincts flared. She didn’t belong in this world. And when one of my men grabbed her, even if only to escort her out, something in me ignited.
“I’ll take her out of here, Jason,” Lucas said.
“No. I’ll handle her myself,” I cut in sharply.
My voice left no room for argument. I stormed toward her, and Emily’s eyes widened. She tried to back away, but I didn’t stop. I reached her in seconds and threw her over my shoulder before she could say a word.
“Jason! Put me down!” she yelled, squirming and kicking against my back.
She pounded her fists against me, her voice shrill with fury and fear. I
