9. His Eggs

Lucy’s POV

"And your dad is here too?" I whispered the question. He covered my mouth with his hand and said, "Let's go..."

"What in the bloody hell are you doing?"

I can't believe the man I saw earlier wants to use the window to leave with me. He took my hand and pushed me up the window, telling me, "We're not staying here."

“Well, tell me one reason why I should jump the window?”

“Because you look like a hooker right now. I don’t want them to see you wearing a club uniform.” he said and pushed me outside.

And I let out a gasp of pain when I felt my back on the ground floor. I cursed Arman under my breath and glared at him as he jumped out of his window. He reached out to grab my hand, but I pushed it away and glared at him, "My back hurts—Whoaaa!"

I felt like a bag of flour in his arms. As his powerful arms encircled me, he scowled at me, but I averted my gaze and pursed my lips in response. “Hey, put me down!”

He whispered calmly, “I can’t just put you down, woman!”

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