chapter hundred-and-twelve

[ IN WHICH ROME DECIDES TO SETTLE ]

ROME'S P.O.V —

“You are here.” I say.

There's a ruffling sound behind me, and then, his voice sounds. “It seems you have been expecting me.”

“Yes, I have been expecting you for a weeks now. We haven't spoken in a while. I figured you were due for another visitation.” I turn around to face him. When I catch the livid expression on his face, I decide to add, “Also, I could hear your heart beating angrily in your chest from many kilometers away.”

Lust has a grim expression as he glares at me. “Good,” he says. “Then you know that I am furious. That I am angry with you.”

With a sigh leaving my lips, I straighten my clothes. I do not want to have a conversation with Lust this early in the morning, but knowing how he is, he wouldn't let this slide until I give him my ears.

“Don't you think it is too early to be angry?” I say as I turn my back to him, facing the full-length mirror.

“And don't you think you shouldn't provoke me?”

I move my hands to my