Lena
Rafe stood quickly, moving infront of me. “Get out.”
“Oh, no,” Matteo said, pulling out his phone. “Lucian’s gonna love this.”
“Matteo, don’t.” I stood, yanking my shirt on. “Please.”
He hit send. “Too late, sweetheart.”
Rafe grabbed him by the collar, slamming him into the fridge. “You f*****g snake.”
“And you’re a dead man,” Matteo said, laughing. “Falling for her? Rookie move.”
Lucian stormed in seconds later. His eyes landed on me, then Rafe, then the mess of clothes.
“What the f**k is this?”
Matteo stepped back. “Caught them in the act.”
Lucian’s face turned to stone. He grabbed my arm and yanked me forward.
“You think you can f**k him and get away with it?”
“Lucian, I—”
“Shut up.” He shoved me toward the living room. “Both of you broke the rules.”
Rafe stepped forw
