VIKTOR
Incessant buzzing of the phone on the nightstand disrupted my nap while I was blissfully spooning on the bed with my little kitten. With a grunt, I turned over to my side, very carefully without waking her up. I picked up the phone to see the name of the person I was about to murder for bothering me that moment.
Dominic.
Ugh!
Despite being sufficiently annoyed and ready to give him a piece of my mind, a flurry of 30-plus miss call stole my attention.
“What?” I snapped in a sleepy voice.
“You’re needed. Urgent.” Dominic’s taut voice on the other side sounded trouble. The only possible explanation was that Nora opened her big fat mouth.
“I’m coming,” I replied and disconnected the call.
Throwing a final glance at Mia’s peaceful sleeping posture, I got up to leave. I knew she w
