Natasha entered the room as the door opened for her. Cayden had picked up on her presence a long time before she barged into the room.
"Natasha, what brings you here? Who permitted you to barge in?” He inquired without glancing up from the papers he was working on.
She laughed it off.
"I am truly sorry about that, my Alpha," She drawled. She stood close behind him while gently stroking his back.
"What do you want Natasha ?" Cayden asked, warily.
"Selena was in the kitchen when I saw her," I said.
“So ?” He turned over another piece of paper.
"Why is she roaming around ?" She was careful as she placed her hand on his chest.
"You need to focus your attention to other important matters, like running the nightclubs in the city. Selena is not your concern; I am responsible for her.”
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