CAELLUM’S POV

I watched Naledi get up from the floor with a storm in her eyes. 

We held each other's gaze, unbending, challenging and uncomforming. 

She had a choice. She could walk away from this and it would all be over. No questions asked. 

“How do I know they will be safe?” She asked in a moment of hesitation. 

As her mouth moved, all I could see was her lips on Matteo. I wanted to bleach my eyes, to unsee what she had done. But that was impossible. 

“You have my word,” I stated firmly, thinking of the many ways I could wash off the thought of Matteo and his...