Alessandre and Kenji appear at the door. And just like Atlas, Rowan, and Marcellus, they don't bother to conceal their ripped and solid abs. Kenji's eyes find mine. I see him frown before I look away. He doesn't seem to expect me here. Alessandre, on the other hand, nods in my direction and smiles a small smile. Chewing the inside of my cheeks, I reciprocate the smile. I'm surprised that I can still smile despite my heart having a marathon in my chest.
“Perché lei è qui?” Kenji asks as soon as he sits on a couch across from Rowan, spreading his arms over the back of the couch. Alessandre takes the space beside him, putting his hands behind his neck and leaning on his back. Even though I don't understand what Kenji asked, I have a hunch that he is asking why I'm here. Obviously, he doesn't
