The luxury VIP lounge turned into a place of total panic in a single second. The sound of shattered glass echoed off the marble floor, mixing with the sharp gasps of shock from the wealthy guests standing around the tables.

Julian dropped down to one knee, holding Evelyn's limp body tight against his broad chest. Her face was completely pale like fresh snow, her long dark lashes resting still against her soft cheeks. Her breathing was shallow and quiet, making his heart hammer wildly against his ribs with dark, terrifying fear.

"Evelyn! Open your eyes, my love!" Julian shouted, his deep voice shaking with raw, unbearable pain.

He did not...