*Working with the Devil*
When Arthur arrived at his parents’ mansion, he didn’t bother exchanging pleasantries with anyone. He just barged up the stairs and made his way to Caitlin’s room.
The door slammed open before Caitlin could even finish fastening her earrings. She spun to face Arthur, her eyes wide with both shock and indignation.
“Arthur?” she snapped. “What—”
He didn’t answer immediately, his icy gaze pinning her in place as he stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
“Going out?” he asked, his eyes scanning everything and every corner of the room.
“Cait, what have you been spending your time on?” he asked, his tone sharp, cutting straight to the point.
At first, Caitlin didn’t respond. She was trying to reason what must have brought him here.
“I’m talking to you, and
