CHAPTER 190
ROMEO POV
Five days.
That was how long it had been since I'd allowed myself anywhere near Katya.
Not the halls.
Not even the same wing of the house unless it was unavoidable.
I sat behind my desk, the weight of the mansion pressing in on me from all sides, the glass walls of my office reflecting a man I barely recognized.
The room was quiet. No meetings. No interruptions. Just the steady control I'd built my life around.
But still, I couldn't focus. My attention kept drifting back to that night.
I hadn't planned to see her. I'd only gone into the room to change clothes, to wash the blood off my hands and pretend that what had happened hadn't shaken something loose inside me.
She was supposed to be asleep. it was late at night. But she wasn't.
Her eyes had snapped open as soon as my hands touched her head. Fear.
Not of the room.
Not of the pain.
Of me.
I'd frozen.
