Third Person POV
Lucian tore into the house, Rosalie’s scent growing stronger, as he directed the guards to follow the girl and the man who had just left. He headed directly towards it, flinging open a door, sending it flying, just in time to see a man jump off of Rosalie who had been struggling beneath him on the bed. Lucian’s eyes automatically went to her. Rosalie looked terrified. Her long red hair was disheveled, her lips were swollen, and her eyes red and puffy. Tears were trailing down her cheeks. His eyes widened in anger. Her dress was torn and her naked body was exposed. She was restrained to the bedpost by cuffs. The man looked pissed that he’d been interrupted. Lucian was ready to tear his head off as he stepped inside the room, his nails digging into the palms of his hands. T
