The sound of the apartment door flinging open causes a spike of animus to consume Roma as he catches a whiff of Asher’s cologne. Your roommate’s eyes widen with envy as he turns to see Asher’s hand placed around your waist.

The jealousy that washes through him as he tries to compose himself, seems to gain control over his body. In an instant, he’s by your side and pulling you from Asher’s grasp with a biting scowl. “Non toccare {{user}},” Roma utters out while staring at Asher with scorn.