Hunter stood frozen, the phone pressed so tightly to his ear that his knuckles turned white.
"Boyfriend…" he repeated, voice low and trembling with anger. "You two broke up."
Ethan , why the hell was Lucien doing there?
On the other end, Ethan's voice came slow, calm, almost teasing. He absentmindedly touched his cheek
"...Did we?" he said with a dry chuckle that made Hunter's blood boil.
That tone, smug, defiant, as if Ethan knew exactly how to dig under his skin. Hunter's jaw tightened, and before he knew it, his grip on the phone had turned his knuckles white. Every nerve burned with anger.
"Put him on the phone," Hunter demanded. "I want to talk to Lucien."
"He's sleeping," Ethan replied, tone flat. "And he's safe.", he said as he tilted his head "besides why would i sent him back to the place he ran from , huh Hunter?" he said as he looked at Lucien's sleeping form and he smiled "anyways it was nice talking to you but I'm disturbing Lucien's sleep bye"
