Bad Mouthed Angel

ROME WAS ALREADY ON HIS WAY BACK when his body stopped pacing in the air vent. He then shook his head a couple of times when Margaux's name started ringing in his head... again.

He was still annoyed with the woman, and he was trying to minimize his contact with her. However, how could he do that if he couldn't even think of anything else but her?

Just a glimpse of Margaux shouldn't be that bad, right? He has no plan to do anything more than just look at her anyway. He should be okay— he better be.

'Darn.’ Rome was still frowning when he turned to his cara's room. He had no words to describe the need taking over him, but it was more than enough to keep him moving through that tunnel.

He was eerily quiet when he stopped by the mesh-covered opening just above Margaux’s room. It had been forty minutes since he last checked on her. Trying to sense what she was doing, he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on what was going on inside her room.

'Holy fuck?’ Rome’s eyes fluttered i