Cily opened the door of her apartment, to step out, but she was met with two familiar faces.
Viktor and Ramon.
She blinked.
"Um…"
"What's going on, Cily?" Viktor asked.
She swallowed. "What do you mean?"
"Cily, four days now, Xavian hasn't gone to his company, he hasn't spoken to anyone, not to Ramon or me. He's not even returning calls, We tried going to his house, but we couldn't get in, because everywhere is locked up, Valentine isn't letting anyone in on his order. What the fuck happened?"
She bit into her bottom lip.
"Cily…" Ramon pressed, making her look at him. Something flickered in her gaze and she lowered herhead to stare at her feet, her hands shoved into the pockets of her pants.
"Xavian and I…we uh…had a fight," she said.
"A fight?" Both men seemed shocked. "You…and Xavian?" Viktor found it ridiculous. If Xavaian would ever have problem with anyone, his little sister would be the last.