Ronan’s POV
Coming to an abrupt halt, I released my hand from Freya’s grip. I never would have allowed her to have that kind of control over me. However i had no idea if she had something urgent to share which is why i followed obediently.
“Is there a reason you pulled me out like thst?” I asked her.
Freya stared at me like i spoke in a foreign language. “What?”
I sighed helplessly, opening the door to the study. “Why did you drag me out like that? I was worried that something might have happened.”
She seemed disoriented for a few seconds before stuttering in response. “I..i just thought you might be ready to leave for the night. It is late already.”
“Come.” I mumbled. She walked into my arms and rested her head on my shoulder. “You look tired, have you been working so hard toda
