THIRD PERSON'S POV
Kai stalked across the hallway, his face the color of a hydrant. Just who do those silly jerks think they were? Time had been far spent into noon but that didn't abate the anger that zinged through him.
He couldn't put up with them anymore. Hated that he had to answer to the triplets because of… On a good day, he'd have them tied up to a stake, severely tortured before he watched with all pleasure, life being sniffed out of them.
A low curse fell out of his lips when the sound of his phone buzzing in his pocket reached his ears. He dug the object out and his face lit up with a sly glint. The kind of happiness one could only relate to a lover, and she was.
He looked over his shoulders, before he slipped into the nearest lounge, and brought the phone to his ears.
