Chapter Twenty-Seven

I gasped, stiffening under his boldness, but didn’t get much time to react as a loud deep voice broke through, “Austin!” I almost shivered under the coldness it held, like sharp shards of ice piercing your skin.

Austin chuckled, as if used to it, pulled away from me, allowing me to see Tristan by the door, a deep scowl and a sharp glare within those seafoam eyes, making them shine with a stronger intensity. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glared at Austin, who stood next to me.

“Relax big boss, just having a little bit of fun.” He replied calmly, causing me to raise an eyebrow. 

“You’re worse than those New York pricks,” I muttered, shaking my head and stepping into the office, paying little to no attention to Tristan as I passed him.

Alec was the first I saw as I stepped in, he shook his head, presumingly at Austin. Walking into the centre of the office, I could feel a pair of eyes boring into