|| Author POV ||
Rosa stood infront the study room with a book and notebook clutched tightly to her chest. She hesitated, nibbling her lower lip before finally knocking. Her heart was pounding in her throat.
The door soon creaked open slowly. Killian was standing there with his phone pressed to his ear and speaking in a language she didn’t understand. His cold blue eyes fell on Rosalie.
Rosa swallowed hard. Without breaking his conversation, Killian leaned down and in a swift movement, wrapped one strong arm around her waist lifting her effortlessly into his arms. Rosa gasped in surprise.
Still on the call, Killian carried her inside with ease. He set Rosa down gently on the cold surface of the study table, her legs dangling off the edge as she stared at him stunned.
Rosa frowned when
