VANCE’S POV

Three days later, I woke up from a deep sleep and my gaze landed on Killian Ryuu looking good in a suit and seated on the chair next to my bed.

“You are alive.” My hoarse voice rang in my ear.

“I would only allow you to shoot me, Vance. Death by love,” he drawled.

“You must have an urgent meeting.” I raked my eyes over his suit as I diverted my attention from his statement.

"I aim to please my boyfriend,” he responded ...