Viktoria POV
The last person to leave is Kaden. The two men exchange looks, their body language tells me they've already shared an understanding in the brief moment Marco has been awake.
I sense tension wrapped in polite acknowledgement. This two know each other.
When Kaden excuses himself, Marco bends to pick up the folded shirt and pants from the chair near the bed. I stare as he slowly puts them on, unable to look away from his body. He glances toward the door, then walks to it and shuts it firmly. The sound makes my heart skip. The latch clicks, and something in me stirs. I've not been alone with Marco since the night he caught me with Elon.
I stay where I am, watching silently as he focuses on buttoning his shirt, his brow creasing slightly like he’s trying to organize his tho
