Chapter 253
- Rosalina’s POV
- Across the low lacquer table, Vesper shot Manuel a single, frigid glare.
- The doctor clamped his teeth shut on the spot, his teasing grin vanishing into thin air. Seeing the raw, protective menace radiating from the Alpha king, Manuel clearly picked up the memo: Alicia didn't have the faintest clue what had happened between us, and spilling the beans would get his throat ripped out.