Michael didn't even hesitate—he instantly threw both hands up in the air, leaning back in his chair away from the desk. "Hey, I'm the victim here, boss! She broke into my office."
A slow smile pulled at my lips, and I turned in the swivel chair to face Drakon, holding his intense stare. "It was unlocked," I pointed out smoothly, before gesturing toward the central monitor. "Come look."
Drakon held my gaze for a beat longer, that dark, possessive spark flickering in his eyes before he crossed the room in long, deliberate strides. He stopped right beside my chair, leaning down with one hand resting heavily on the back of my seat, his heat instantly washing over my shoulder.
"What am I looking at, sweetheart?" he rumbled softly against my ear.
"Kira just handed us the keys to the kingdom,
