CHAPTER 137: THE LOST LUNA

DAMIEN'S POV:

The flames burned my skin as I ascended the stairs on all fours. My head felt dizzy, and the smoke became intoxicating, but I couldn't stop now. It wasn't even an option.

I didn't care if I got burned alive, as long as my daughter got out of here alive.

I knew making her room fireproof would be a good decision. Back when I was talking with the architects that would be handling this house, I told them I wanted one room, which would be my kid's room, to be fireproof while the rest of the house would be bulletproof.

I did so because I knew kids could be careless and cause havoc. That was why I had to get Rosaline out first; she was the one in more danger. I never once thought that the entire house would be set ablaze. What the hell could have possibly caused this?

Well, that wasn't important right now; all that matters is getting my daughter out of here.

I jumped over the flames and braced myself to kick down the flaming door.

Pain shot up my entire body as I kicked down th