CHAPTER 66

Lucas  POV

I pressed a hand to my cheek, still warm from the impact. My knees rested against the cold marble, and for a second, I just stared at the floor. Not because I was dazed.

Because I was stunned to my very core.

He hit me.

He actually hit me.

My father had lost his temper—for them?

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