Page 129 of Dr. Damaged Protector

“So glad that you follow things so easily,” he smirked.

In short, if I followed him, I wouldn't have to die but Lucas would. If I don't, Lucas and I would die anyway.

“I'm sorry,” I apologized. “You see I'm pregnant. I haven't told Lucas yet. I need you to let me die here. He is the love of my life; if I were to live, I might end up biting my own tongue.”

“If that's the choice you're going with…”

Lucas

“I'm getting too old for this,” Mother said as she stretched. “I hope you'd never stopped your mixed Martial arts?”

“That you forcefully made all of us to learn? No, I haven't stopped,” I replied.

“Good,” she said. “Marcus, make sure you don't die. I need those nine inches in me afterward.”

“Could you at least wait until I'm gone?” I asked.

“It's not every day that you see your mother fight,” she said as she loaded her gun.

“Ma'am, there's only eight guards outside,” reported the lady I had noticed in her office. “We're not sure if there's anyone else inside.”

“It doesn't matter who's inside or not,” Mother responded. “There are sixteen of us. Go crazy. You, Lucas, come with me.”

“All right,” I sighed.

I had never been in a gunfight before, so, honestly, I was scared. But knowing that my woman was in there and inching closer to the door of death, my body was raring to go.

“Go,” Mother gave the signal.

The guns had silencers, so the guards asked her to work quietly while we raided the rooms. I followed Mother, breaking the doors down. We found some bodies split open and people harvesting organs. Mother killed them with no hesitation.

I didn't care which of them died. But I examined each body to make sure it wasn't Olivia. Some people were alive in other rooms, but they had to wait. I couldn't think about anything but Olivia.

Then I heard a scream.

Olivia

“STOOOOP!” I yelled as I struggled with William Victor, whatever his name was.

He had already taken off his pants; his disgusting dick was already hard, waiting to get inside me.

“Stop making this difficult,” he ordered as he held my head down.

“No! Lucas! Lucas!” I kept calling out.

“Why do you even bother? He's not even here,” he reminded me as he rubbed his dick against my ass.

The door flung open and two people entered.

“Olivia?!” Lucas growled as he rushed to the bed.

“Shit,” Liam tried to get off me, but there was the silenced sound of gunshots. “Ah, my leg.”

Lucas grabbed him, throwing him to the floor, hammering his face into the ground. I recognized the other person with the gun as Hilda Hills, James's ex-wife.

“Lucas is this her?” she asked.

Lucas got off Liam and made his way to the bed to untie the ropes and embrace me.

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