Chapter 068
SEBASTIAN
I could not yell out in pain—not when there were still people milling about in the hallways and nearby rooms who might hear.
So I bit down on my lip hard and whimpered instead, trying to keep the sound as quiet as possible even as agony shot through my twisted wrist.
Darius cursed under his breath, his face going pale as he realized what he had done.
He immediately released my wrist and climbed onto the table, gathering me into his arms with surprising gentleness.
"Are you alright?" Darius demanded, his hands cupping my face and forcing me to meet his eyes. "Sebastian, talk to me. Are you hurt badly?"
I nodded, still whimpering softly. The pain was intense, radiating up my entire arm.
Darius pulled me into a tight embrace, his strong arms wrapping around me
