Lucian's POV
It didn't take Roman a second to sense the rage simmering inside me, and I was sure Jason felt the same as me.
Watching her rest so peacefully beside Roman made my blood boil. My heart burned with a quiet fury.
Roman shot us a warning glance, silently commanding us: Don't you dare disturb her.
I clenched my jaw, forcing the anger down for Kael's sake. Now wasn't the time to fuck things up. We couldn't afford to provoke Roman. We all knew too well that once he snapped, no apology would be enough to pacify him.
Roman placed the laptop on the table and stood up, his movements deliberate and quiet, careful not to wake her. He approached us, his gaze dropping to the toolboxes in our hands.
"Kael sent us to check the security," I said flatly. He better not assume we were here to ruin his cozy little moment with that bitch.
"Go ahead," he replied. "Just don't make noise. She took a long time to fall asleep."
