Chapter 15

Ethan pinned the guy to the ground, throwing punches like his life depended on it. He was going all out, every ounce of rage behind his fists—it was like he couldn’t breathe until he let it all out. His expression was downright terrifying, eyes bloodshot, face twisted with fury. No matter how hard he hit, the fire in his chest wouldn’t go out. It was this bastard. If it weren’t for him, Lila wouldn’t have walked away. “Ethan! Stop it! You’re gonna kill him if you keep going!” Lucas yelled, voice cracking from the effort. They’d drawn a crowd, but no one stepped in. One, because Ethan looked like a beast on the edge—anyone with half a brain wouldn't dare mess with him. Two, his background? Way too complicated to touch. Lucas couldn’t just stand by and watch, though. They were friends. After Lucas shouted for the umpteenth time, Ethan finally froze, fist still in the air. He glared down, eyes cold and unreadable. Before he could speak, the man under him blurted out: “Please! I’ll talk! S