Viya's POV
He extended his hand, palm up. "Your phone."
I hesitated, uncertain of his intentions, but handed it over obediently. His long, elegant fingers—the same ones that had been setting my body on fire moments ago—tapped quickly through my screen before returning it to me with a commanding: "You can go now."
I didn't bother checking what he'd done, just grabbed my phone and escaped as quickly as my shaky legs could carry me.
Outside in the hallway, Sophia was indeed waiting, looking slightly impatient.
Feeling guilty and flustered, I practically dragged her back to my apartment, closing the door firmly behind us before finally allowing myself to breathe. When I checked my phone, I discovered Caesar had removed himself from my blocked contacts list and even pinned hims
