Surprisingly, the three Mafia Kings weren't on the other side of the door when Angelo opened it a couple of hours later.
They had been done with the class about half an hour ago and the unorthodox class was mostly Caspian taking breaks.
The beautiful Omega was quick to suggest showing off his outfit to his mate, excited about it even.
Lake and Angelo didn't share his enthusiasm but they tagged along anyway. It had been hours and they left their Mafia Kings all by themselves - that was a solid recipe for disaster.
Angelo frowned, stepping out. "I left them here after I got drinks."
Lake looked around with concern, "They don't seem to be in the gym."
Cora was uninterested in anything that involved a Mafia King, much less three. She calmly stretched in the now empty dance studio.
Her class had been lovely and it had also quickly taught her that she didn't just have the mates of two Mafia Kings in her class, but three.
