Chapter 41 War

Chapter 41: A Dark Night
Henry’s gaze was as cold as steel as he approached Amanda, his anger barely restrained as he took in the sight of her bruised and bleeding on the ground. The men who had harassed her were now backing away, their drunken bravado faltering in the face of the dark, imposing figure that had just stepped out of the limousine.
Without a word, Henry reached down and gently lifted Amanda into his arms, cradling her against his chest as if she were something precious and fragile. His touch was firm but careful, and Amanda could feel the tension in his muscles, the barely contained fury that radiated off him in waves.