Chapter 336: A Look Into Roman

"Aah!" Asher's scream tore through the house, and Violet flinched like it had been her own pain. She couldn't take it anymore.

From the moment Adele arrived, Griffin had instructed Roman to take her out of the room, and the idiot had done exactly that without even blinking. Did they think she couldn't handle seeing Asher in pain? This was Asher they were talking about. Her precious Asher.

"I'm going back in," she said, stepping forward, only for Roman to block her path.

"I'm sorry, Violet. But you can't," Roman told her gently, arms outstretched. "Trust me, you're better off out here than inside."

"Asher needs me! I should be in there holding his hand or, doing something," Violet argued, her voice rising in frustration.

"In the state he's in, if you tried holding his hand, he'd probably crush it," Roman said. "Griffin's stronger and can hold him down if needed. They've got him."

His tone was so calm and so sure, that Violet couldn't find it in her to fight it. She let out a long breath and leaned back against the wall, her heart heavy.

According to Adele, Asher's bones had shattered and begun healing on their own, but in the wrong alignment. If left alone, it would cost him strength, maybe even full use of his arm. The only option was to rebreak the bones, set them correctly, and heal them properly.

Violet didn't want to imagine what that kind of pain felt like.

Then again, maybe she could. Her own hand still throbbed. She had been trying to ignore it, hiding it behind her back when she could, but when she shifted her fingers and winced, Roman noticed.

He reached out suddenly, catching her injured hand with a frown.

"How long were you planning to hide this?" he asked, his voice low.

"It's nothing," Violet said quickly. "Just a little sore."

knuckles

"It's really not a big deal. Can we just

it! Roman's

fine? Do you think he's going

a whip, sharp and

"You're right. I was being

like he was trying to cool down. After a moment, he stepped forward and pulled her into a light hug, kissing the top of

for yelling,"

for a second. She let herself sink into the moment, inhaling

on. Let's get

Violet hesitated, casting one last look toward the

us

slowly. Then she let him lead her away. That was how, for the

the door, Roman scratched the back of his neck and muttered, "Just a heads-up. I haven't exactly cleaned

"Roman, I don't mind your

honest, she was dying to see what

door, and his intoxicatingly male hit her first, soaked into the very bones of

obsidian and trimmed in silver. The

a second as her eyes landed on the massive, king-sized bed that could easily fit four, maybe

the opposite wall, strategically placed to catch the view of the bed from just

for checking outfits. Or whatever lie would help her sleep at

cluttered the nightstand and she scanned the titles. "The Art of War" , and "Poems That Make People Undress" . One of them was bookmarked with a

she saw

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