The living room door swung open and Roberto walked in with his usual laid-back charm, grinning when he spotted Celina.

“Well, look who decided to show up—my muse herself,” he teased, his smile wide and aimed straight at her.

Thor, sitting on the sofa beside Celina, immediately stiffened. His eyes locked on Roberto, a subtle but instinctive flash of protectiveness in his expression.

Tatiana caught the shift in the air and quickly stepped in.

“Hey, love,” she said, crossing the room to greet Robe