Chapter 96
- CHAPTER 96
- The rhythmic sound of fists slamming into leather filled the gym. Each punch landed with a sickening thud and the bag jerked violently under the force.
- Sweat dripped from Lucifer’s body, soaking the waistband of his shorts, but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. His muscles strained, his knuckles ached, and his breaths came in ragged pulls, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough.