[Juliette’s POV]A thick file slapped on the desk and the bird shit of chubby clasped hands dropped on it. The school principal sighed with the smirk of a landlord. “Miss Lux. This is the sixth time Dante took one of his school peers as his personal punching bag.”I gave a nod. “Yes. And this is the sixth time you allowed a bully roam the innocent corridors of this sacred institution. Seriously, I am deeply troubled by your incompetence, Principal Wayne.’ Those slimy eyes widened in shock. Fumes of accusation blew from the crocodile’s nose. “How dare you—.” I stood, pressed my palm on the desk and leaned over to shove my deadpan face in that surprised round face of sagging cheeks.“HOW DARE YOU,” I snarled. “What if it was Christopher? And they called him the ‘sons of town killer’?” I was boring a hole through his oily forehead. “Would you let it run up to six fucking times?”Yes, you piece of shit: I’m the ghost of your Christmas past. Think I won’t dig up on you before coming her

[Dr. Rose's POV]‘You see that, Doctor Rose?!’ The nurse pointed at the wrinkled pale hand. Doctor Rose stared hard, dumbfounded. It was a twitch. Only a twitch. And then it was gone. But it was a good sign. Hope clogged her throat. She didn’t expect this to happen—at least not for the next five years. The truck did squashed him like a fly. If it weren’t for the tough shell of his supercar absorbing all the force, every bit of his bone would’ve been crushed. Lucky Harold. The doctor swallowed hard and cleared her throat. ‘Keep me posted,’ she whispered to the nodding nurse, who was put to care for the business king’s care twenty-four seven. Regardless of what he said, a Lux is a Lux afterall. Luck is in their genes. Undeniably. *****[Ralph’s POV]‘Oh my God!’ She screamed. ‘Harder, Ralph!’ Don’t mind if I do. Pressing her knees to her shoulders, her toes at the headboard, her quivering thighs hugging my ears, I plunged into her like a fighting bull, and her sweet folds tighte