LORENZO’S P.O.V.
She stood there for a second before the corners of her mouth broke into a grin and she was flying into Madoc’s arms. He wasted no time in embracing her back and I had to look away because a certain green-eyed monster was raising his head and the last thing anyone needed to think was that I was jealous of them.
“Where have you been?” she asked. “You look good, at least I know that you aren’t being tortured. Are you staying here?”
“I can’t.” He gave her a sad smile. “I have to go back to God knows where. I’m in a house, ask your husband, he will have more information than I do.”
At the mention of me, she stilled and it seemed like she just processed the fact that he was in a closed-door meeting with me. Her spine straightened and she crossed her arms over her chest and l
