Aurora's POV. 46.
The air in the room felt like it was crushing me, thick with anger and something dangerous. I jumped between Luther and Richard, a gasp escaping my lips. Richard's smug smirk vanished as Luther aimed the gun at him, his brow furrowing.
"Luther," I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. "I... I wasn't doing anything with him, I swear." A lie. A blatant, pathetic lie.
His gaze snapped from Richard to me, his eyes burning into mine. His breath was hot against my face.
"You weren't doing anything because I came in. Because I followed you when you stormed out of the room angrily." Luther's voice was a low growl.
"If I hadn't come down... you'd be another Mia. Another f*****g betrayal. Why the f**k are you doing this?" He yelled, brushing the cold barrel of the gun aga
