The moment Roman walked into the house and saw Williams seated in the living room with his legs crossed, he knew instantly that something was up.
Williams might have looked as relaxed as ever, like a man without a care in the world, but Roman had known him long enough to recognize the signs. The unsettling calm, the forced composure, and most telling of all—the wild glint dancing in his eyes. That crazy look already gave Roman a hint that whatever was coming wasn't going to be simple or pleasant.
"What planet is about to fall this time, Liam?" Roman asked with a raised brow, pausing his advance upstairs and turning back to join Williams on the couch. His tone was teasing, but his curiosity was piqued.
"The very one we are living in," Williams responded flatly, his expression dead serious. Roman let out a hearty laugh, the kind that echoed through the room, momentarily cutting through the tension in the air.
