**chapter 11**
Roxy had two pitchers brought to her quarters—one filled with wine and the other with ale. She knew the upcoming conversation was definitely going to require a drink. Valentino and Petros settled into their seats, each pouring themselves a tankard, both sporting fresh bruises from their earlier brawl and wearing proud smiles.
Pouring herself a glass of wine, Roxy took a seat across from them at her desk. Unsure of what to say, she leaned back and allowed silence to fill the air. Valentino looked at her and flashed a charming smile that tugged at her emotions.
“Well, to kick things off, I did tell her we were mates the day we met. Your lovely sister, however, was a bit uninformed about the whole idea and exploded—went off like a cannon at close range! She told me I didn’
