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 Roberto with a quick kiss. “This is Thor… he’s…”

She hesitated for a beat, searching for the right words for an introduction that carried far more weight than mere formality.

Thor watched the exchange between them, and in that instant, the tension in his features eased. The missing piece of the puzzle fell into place. He finally understood—Roberto was Tatiana’s husband, not an ex or current flame of Celina’s. Which explained why Celina had been staying there during her divorce.

Rising to his feet, T