Chapter 3 - BREACHING THE SANCTUARY
Aurora’s heart leaped into her throat. She looked down in absolute horror at her detached carbon-fiber leg lying on the tile floor, then at her exposed, damaged limb.
"One minute!" Aurora shouted back, her voice shaking as she frantically reached down to grab the carbon-fiber socket, trying to align the sleeve over her swollen skin. "Mr. Callahan, please—give me a minute!"
"I don't wait in my own house," Owen responded from the corridor.
The heavy brass handle rattled violently as he tried to turn it. Finding the deadbolt locked, a sudden, explosive anger seemed to ignite behind the door.
Without another word of warning, a massive weight slammed into the center panel.
CRACK!
The wooden door frame splintered with a deafening bang as Owen drove his heavy shoulder directly into the lock. The brass latch gave way, blowing outward as the oak door burst open, swinging wildly on its hinges and slamming against the metal supply racks inside.
Owen stormed over the threshold, his dark eyes ablaze with fury, his posture rigid as he prepared to confront the maid for daring to lock a door in his estate.
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"When I speak to you—" Owen began, his voice thunderous.
Then his voice died instantly in his throat.
