I Was Hoping She Would Notice but again Now When She Did... Im Tired

Lucian rode his bike at full speed, pushing it to its absolute limit. He didn't care if there were vehicles on the road ahead or obstacles in his path his mind was consumed with a single thought: reaching Rose as fast as possible.

Of course, Lucian hadn't left Rose in a stranger's hands without some sort of plan. He had placed a GPS tracker on her, ensuring he could always monitor her location.

It had only been two minutes since Lucian had killed the 300 armed men outside the nightclub. And how did he feel about it?

Nothing. Not a single emotion stirred within him. The act hadn't even registered in his mind. All he could think about was that Rose was dying.

He was terrified the thought of that egoistic, stupid, hateful woman leaving forever was eating him alive.

What made it worse was that it all happened right in front of him, and he'd been powerless to stop it.

No matter how much Lucian tried to hate Rose despite everything she had done to him in the past some part of him had always cared. And now, seeing her limp, bleeding body was enough to nearly drive him insane.

His hands tightened on the bike's handles, his knuckles white as he sped through the streets.

Tracking the GPS signal, Lucian saw that Rose was in a car heading toward the hospital. Fortunately, the purple-haired man who had taken her hadn't lied. He was keeping his word and doing his best to save her.

Lucian was chasing the Jaguar. He couldn't let Rose out of his sight not for a single second. His mind was racing, his emotions anything but calm.

As he pushed the bike even faster, the Jaguar came into view. Without hesitation, Lucian revved the engine and sped toward it, closing the gap in seconds.

"What's that sound?" the purple-haired man muttered, glancing at his side mirror. He was driving as fast as he could, focused on getting the injured woman in the backseat to the hospital.

"That kid," he mumbled, remembering the blood-soaked boy who had begged for his help. "Why did I even help him? Maybe I just pitied him…"

The man shook his head, eyes flickering to the mirror again. "Wait... Is that a bike? Does some idiot have a death wish, speeding like that on a highway?"

He watched the bike approach like a bullet, flying past his car with an ear-splitting roar.

Then, suddenly THUD.

The purple-haired man flinched as something hit the roof of his car."What the hell?" he muttered, his grip on the wheel tightening. His confusion grew when he looked back at the road ahead and saw the same bike crashing into a wall at full speed.

BOOM!

The bike exploded on impact.

"Fuck!" he cursed, his voice laced with shock."That guy is definitely dead."

For a brief moment, he thought about stopping to check on the rider, but his gaze drifted to the woman lying in the backseat. Her face was pale, her breathing weak.

"No… She's in critical condition. I can't stop now," he muttered, pressing harder on the accelerator. "That rider doesn't stand a chance after an explosion like that. Even if he somehow survived, there's no way he'll make it. I need to save this woman first."

Shaking his head, he sped past the crash site, whispering to himself, "Just hope someone else stops for you… if you're still alive."

For a moment, he forgot about the loud noise he had heard earlier the one on his car roof.

Then THUD.

His eyes widened as he heard another sound, this time louder and clearer. Something was moving on the roof of his car.
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"No… It can't be…" The thought hit him like a lightning bolt, and his hands trembled slightly on the wheel. Glancing down at the speedometer, he saw he was driving at 107 km/h.

Before he could process what was happening, something moved into view. A leg someone's leg slid through the back window and into the backseat.

"Fkk! No way! What is this, a movie scene?!" he screamed, nearly slamming on the brakes.

He slowed down slightly, his heart pounding, but before he could react further, a voice came from the backseat.

"Go faster, you snail. She doesn't have much time," the voice snapped coldly.

The purple-haired man's jaw dropped as he glanced in the rearview mirror. It was the boy the same blood-soaked kid who had begged for his help earlier.

"You motherfucker Don't tell me you jumped onto my car at that speed! Are you insane?!" he yelled, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Just drive. We need to get her to the hospital," Lucian said sharply, ignoring the man's outburst as he checked on Rose. His hands moved quickly, inspecting her injuries.

The purple-haired man stared at Lucian in the mirror, his mouth still agape. "Damn, you're crazy," he whispered to himself, shaking his head in shock.

Then, as he remembered something, his eyes widened again. "Wait weren't you stopped by hundreds of armed men? How the hell are you even here?!" he asked, his voice rising.

"I said drive," Lucian growled, his voice dangerously low. "And believe me, if you keep wasting time, I'll put a bullet in your head myself."

The man flinched at the cold tone, but he couldn't help being impressed.

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered, pressing harder on the accelerator. His car roared as it sped toward the hospital.

For a brief moment, the purple-haired man glanced at Lucian in the rearview mirror, a grin creeping onto his face despite the tension.

"This boy… He's something else," he thought, shaking his head in disbelief.

Lucian, ignoring the man entirely, focused his attention on Rose. His eyes locked onto her pale face, her weak breathing barely noticeable.

"Don't close your eyes, you idiot… Don't you dare," Lucian muttered, his voice low, filled with both sadness and anger. His hands trembled slightly as he placed them on her cheeks, gently patting her face to keep her awake.

"Who the hell told you to pull that stunt, huh?!" he whispered harshly, his tone breaking with emotion. "It wasn't even that big of a deal, and you… you made it this bad. You made this whole situation worse."

His words, though angry, were laced with desperation. He lightly slapped her face again, his heart sinking as her eyes fluttered weakly. She was on the verge of passing out, and it terrified him.

Lucian shifted her carefully, resting her head on his lap. He made sure her back didn't touch the car seat he couldn't risk aggravating her injuries further. The bullets that had hit her back were a cruel reminder of how close she was to death.

His hands brushed the blood-stained strands of her hair away from her face. "Stay with me, Rose," he whispered, his voice trembling. "Just a little longer. You're not allowed to leave… You hear me? You're not."

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