Chapter 16

I knew I was playing with fire when we met, so I couldn't blame you when I got burned.

- Bridgett Devoue.

|L O R E N Z O|

It was 11 in the morning when I called Lucas and Mason in my room to proceed with my idea.

While Mason was standing in an attentive position in front of me, Lucas on the other hand was standing like some wild animal who ran out of his cage just now. The hairs on the top of his head were messy enough to become a nest for birds but I decided not to point it out.

"What are we here for?" Mason asked, seriously.

Lucas hummed, agreeing with Mason's question as a long contagious yawn escaped him. I rolled my eyes at his state and turned my focus back to the better presentable one, Mason.

"It's time we talk about the most important matter in our hands." I said dragging the coversation while waiting for her to pass right by my room.

"Why isn't Rowan here then?" Lucas complained like a fucking kid as he plopped down on the soft co