Chapter 81

Farren's Point of View

They trailed me up the rest of the steps. Followed me until we reached the office Camilo and I had destroyed earlier. Alejandro was the one to close the door. Locked it behind him. No one was going to interfere with our plans.

Whatever it might be.

Rafael took one look around the room. Lifted his brow at Camilo, who only shrugged in reply. He had a gleam to him. A tilted brow aimed at me. I felt my skin grow redder by the second. What we had done was evident by the looks of the place. But the smell of sex was still firmly in the air. There was no mistaking it. Or shoving it aside.

Yet, this was not the time, nor the place. We needed to have our own discussions. Not about anything other than what the fuck was going on. Between the four of us. With the fact that someone was out to murder me. It all had to be thrown on the table. Discussed in proper.

But I doubted it could be discussed whilst my scent of arousal hung so low in the air. It was the remnants of wh