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Rae
Ihated fighting with Harrison last night. But when his text comes through, the churning feeling in my gut is replaced with a block of ice.
I grab Ash and run downstairs and into the backseat of the car driven by security that stubbornly clung to me after I left the villa.
“Did he say what happened?” Ash demands as we lean forward, willing the driver to go faster.
“Nothing more than his text.”
At the hospital, we leap out of the vehicle and bolt inside.
The woman at the nursing station tells us Leni’s in the operating room.
“Did anyone come in with her?” I demand.
She gestures to the hall, where one of the security guards from Debajo paces, another slumped in a chair.
I race over to them, Ash at my heels. One of them says, “Mischa’s men. She went out to chase them off.”
My stomach drops, time stopping. “Where’s Harrison?”
Right now, all that matters is he’s alive. I’m terrified by the possibility that he was there too.
“I’m here.”
The two words make me spin so fast I nearly trip.
Harrison King fills the hallway. His shirt is rumpled and stained, his hands covered in dirt.
My heart stops beating. I rush toward him, scanning the dark stains on his white shirt.
“I’m alright,” he rasps. “This was intentional. They went after her as retaliation for my actions this week.”
My fingers thread through his, and Harrison’s expression fills with guilt and disgust as he stares at my clean hands and his dirty ones.
A doctor emerges from the double doors, stopping in front of us. “Are you her family?”
“Yes,” Harrison says immediately.
The doctor eyes him up and down. “Husband? Brother—“
“We’re everything she has.”
The doctor relents, tucking a clipboard under his arm. “She has suffered significant blood loss, but her condition is stable.”
Next to me, Harrison exhales hard. “I want her transported to my villa as soon as it’s safe for her to be transported.”
“She should remain under observation for forty-eight hours. That requires staff, equipment—“
“Fine. I’ll take it all. Spare no expense.” He cuts a look toward the door, then back at me. “I don’t want her alone here.”
“We could have security stay—“
“No. It’s not enough.”
The grim look on his face makes me realize how agonizing this is for him. He’s pale, his lips thinned, eyes haunted. He knows this is bad, and could’ve been worse.
“I want to see her.” Harrison looks past the doctor toward the doors, seeming to think better of charging through without permission. “Can I?”
