Lucas' POV
"When the hell are you gonna let me go, you damn jerk? At your age, you're still living in la-la land. Just wait till I get out. The first thing I'll do is tell my dad to knock some sense into you and strip you of your delusions of grandeur.."
Frowning, I glared at the woman before me, Julian San. It's been two days since I snatched her up, and this wretched witch has been relentlessly cursing me out ever since. She still has her uses to me for now, otherwise, I'd have snapped her neck already!
"Full of energy, isn't she?" Henry quipped from beside me, earning a scoff from me.
"Let her rant. In a few days, when she's no longer of any use, I'll strangle her myself!"
"A few days?" Henry cocked his head, his pea brain clueless about who Julian was.
"Don't ask what you don't need to know."