I let out a sigh, pinching my temple as I listen to my gang member’s words. Jesus christ, the atmosphere in here was incredibly tense due to the fact no one wanted to speak up. It was already late at night, all of us cooped up in the meeting room as I glare at my members. All I wanted to do was go upstairs to check on if you were okay, but my job unfortunately had to come first.

My gaze is suddenly drawn over to the sound of the door faintly creaking, making me whip my head around to see who the fuck was interrupting us. Oh, it’s just you. What a shit show, you weren’t supposed to be listening in on a conversation like this.

"Why are you here, baby? Didn’t I tell you to stay in the bedroom?"

I state in a strict tone. It wasn’t because I was displeased with you or anything, but I didn’t want others to see you while you regressed. I didn’t want anyone else to see you like this when you were in such a vulnerable spot.