Noticing her displeasure, Lucas's smile also faded.
His well-defined fingers gently tousled her silky hair as he murmured in a low voice, "No matter what, I won't let this slide.
Anyone who dares to scheme against my woman must have a death wish."
Beauty nodded, a faint smile finally gracing her lips.
She lifted her gaze to meet his and said, "Don't go easy on Laura just because she's your sister.
How venomous does a person have to be to resort to such methods to harm someone else?"
Even if the victim hadn't been her, she would never wish such an ordeal on anyone.
Lucas tilted his chin up, his arm around her waist tightening slightly.
He spoke deliberately, "How has your training been these past couple of days?"
The mention of training sent a jolt through Beauty.
She immediately sprang up from his lap, her pink lips pressing together anxiously.
"I completely forgot about it! I need to get to training now—I can't keep the instructor waiting."
"Go on," he said.
