Nico's POV

I return home that day feeling light. That is, of course, until I see my wife, Camila. She’s at home today for some reason, and her presence completely spoils my joy.

"Where have you been?" she asks me with a frown on her face. I look at her in annoyance before giving her my response.

"I don’t think I’m supposed to report my actions and movements to you."

She frowns even harder now after my reply, raising an eyebrow at me. "You know I can find out where you’ve been if I ...