Chapter 41: Submission?
Roman had just excused himself from Alyssa when I intercepted, pasting on the fakest, tightest smile in my arsenal. My hand hooked into his arm like a grappling hook, and I hauled him toward our room before anyone could blink.
I wasn’t about to take chances. Not tonight. Not with Dean’s smug little bomb ticking in my pocket.
The door shut behind us with a soft click, but the sound felt like a gunshot in my chest. I spun on him, all claws and teeth. Ready to attack.
“What the hell, Roman?”
He blinked at me, actually blinking like he had no idea. “Okay… can I at least know what I did wrong before I get executed?”
“Dean found your name on the VIP guest list for an escort service website.”
That got a reaction. His eyebrows went up a millimeter. “How did he get h
