Work finally came to an end, and Rowan had never been more grateful for a day to be over.
Because he was tired from being angry, furious actually.
He was angry that Lucian didn't show up and also angry at himself for getting so affected that Lucian hadn't shown up.
He had barely gotten any work done all day. Every time he tried to focus on reports or emails, his mind would drift...
To Lucian's apartment, to what Lucian might be doing with that naked man.
And every time those thoughts invaded his mind, Rowan would hate himself a little more for thinking about such things.
"Why do I even care?" he had asked himself repeatedly throughout the day, even after telling himself that Lucian was just an irresponsible personal assistant who meant nothing to him.
But the anger simmering in his chest told a different story.
He was too busy nursing his anger to even pay any attention to the headache that was making his eyes red.
