-Chapter 350-

They fell into a comfortable routine. Davian would get up early in the mornings to make breakfast and they would leave the mansion together.

Lake would drop the Alpha off at his cooking school, sometimes bumping into Caspian before he went off to the company.

Running things from FluxCorp simplified things, it also helped that Davian often did that before he handed the title over to him.

It was just the first week but he was settling in nicely, his face starting to become familiar to the executives in Haines and the kingpins running its grimy underworld.

The week was over in the blink of an eye and with the weekend came Caspian's wedding. Lake had ditched all of his appointments in a heartbeat to accompany his friend to pick out an outfit.

Managing that without Davian or Asher tagging along was a feat in itself.

It was a Friday afternoon, and whatever needed his attention could either wait or Rosie would deal with it.