Master Davian falling silent again wasn't a surprise, but this time, Lake let it happen.
Because he had gotten a more than satisfactory answer to the questions he had.
"Thank you, Master Davian." He shot to his feet when he was done eating.
Without giving the Mafia King to say something detrimental to him, he immediately whipped around and hurried out of the dining room.
It took a lot not to flat-out run to the staff locker room, and when he got there, he could finally take a deep breath and decompress.
Lake picked up his bag and left for his apartment, still processing the absolute craziness of a day he had just had.
He just tossed his bag to the side and collapsed on his bed when he got to his apartment, ignoring the knock he got on his door shortly after.
He knew without a word that it was Avery so he just tuned the incessant knocks out, uninterested in having a conversation with the obnoxious Omega.
