Dahlia's POV
Before I could react, Dorian stepped forward with a dark expression and delivered a brutal kick to the attacker.
The man slammed into the wall with a sickening thud, his knife clattering across the floor.
Dorian approached the fallen figure with deadly calm.
His lips curved into a cold smile as he landed two more vicious kicks to the man's ribs.
This wasn't the police officer I knew. He looked more like a street thug settling a score.
Gone was the gentle boy who used to cry when things got tough.
People transform along their journey through life. Eventually, you become someone completely different from who you started as.
When Dorian was younger, he endured constant bullying from classmates and students from neighboring schools because of his small stature and frail build.
That's when the fierce Lorena intervened and became his protector.
Back then, Dorian wasn't even Dorian Bailey.
He carried his mother's name. He was Dorian Simon.
