Chapter 153

Later That Night

The pasta is perfect. Al dente, just how Vance likes it.

I carry the tray upstairs, Nico following like a suspicious guard dog. Mateo and Dante trail behind, looking like they're preparing for a war zone.

They're not wrong.

I unlock the bedroom door.

Vance is awake.

And he's furious.

His dark eyes track me as I enter, rage simmering beneath the surface like lava waiting to erupt.