CHAPTER 228
ROMEO POV
I stopped dead. My brain refused to reconcile the image in front of me with everything I knew.
Katya was on her bed. She was laughing. Her legs kicking slightly against the mattress, like she didn't have a care in the world.
Her bandaged head was tilted as she pressed a phone to her ear.
A phone?!
Where the fuck did she get that?
No one gave her a phone. I hadn't authorized it. Nonna hadn't mentioned it. Security sure as hell hadn't logged it.
And she wasn't just holding it. She was on a call. Who the fuck was she talking to?
How long had this been going on?
Who thought it was a good idea to let Katya Boris make private calls from inside my house?
My eyes narrowed, instincts flaring, I was about marching towards her when her eyes landed on me.
"Mr Salvator?!" Katya eyes trailed from my exposed chest up to my exposed face.....FACE! I fucking froze. My face was exposed, I didn't have my mask on. I didn't think she would be awake.
