NOVARIA'S POV
Kelvin looked down at me, clearly amused.
The corners of his lips twitched upward as he watched me cling stubbornly to his arm. There was something funny about the way I refused to let him go whenever he had work to do.
Cute, even.
But beneath his amusement was guilt.
He hated leaving me alone.
My eyes brightened immediately when an idea suddenly popped into my head.
"Can I go with you?" I asked hopefully.
The answer came so quickly that it was almost insulting.
"Oh, no, Princess. Absolutely not,"
I stared at him.
Seriously?
I wasn't planning on giving up that easily.
I folded my arms and followed him as he stood from the couch.
"I know, I know. Guns, shooting, dangerous mafia stuff.," I waved a dismissive hand. "But I just want to watch. Please?"
Kelvin shook
