Caesar's POV
I watched her from across the hall, taking in her exhausted features. Viya had been through hell today, and the last thing she needed was my dog making demands.
Yo-Yo spotted Viya and attempted to bound over, but I caught him with one swift motion, gripping him firmly by the scruff.
"Your mom is exhausted today," I told him in a stern voice. "You can bother her tomorrow."
Intelligent as ever, Yo-Yo whined but understood, retreating to his corner bed with reluctance.
His dark eyes watched me intently as I picked up the insulated food container I'd ordered from my private chef.
When he saw me heading toward Viya's apartment again, he jumped to his feet, but couldn't catch up before the door closed behind me.
I heard his indignant "woof" through the door.
