The next morning Ambrose was the first to wake up for once. He stretched with a yawn as he got out of bed, scratching the back of his neck.
[Good morning, sweetheart.]
Ambrose paused.
His eyes drifted to Devon and Viktor, who slept soundly on the king-sized bed—both shirtless. The sight made him feel tempted enough to wake them.
But he didn't.
[Good on you for beating those horny thoughts.]
'Shut up.' Ambrose squinted. 'I remember you saying something about an… update last night. Was too tired to ask for more details—'
[No, it's fine. I thought you deserved the sleep so I muted the notification a bit.]
That made Ambrose's cheeks redden with genuine appreciation. 'That's so sweet of you, Aura.'
[... Yeah, I don't think you'll be thanking me much once you see what the notification is.]
'Pfft. What monster am I slaying this time?' Although he said that, he was still anxious and pulled up the system screen.
And when he did… his face paled at what he read.
