Chapter 202

Ramon POV

I stood in Rhodes’s living room, watching my entire family converge on the house like a small army mobilizing for war.

Romeo’s SUV screeched to a halt in the driveway first. He was out of the car before it fully stopped, his mate Sarah right behind him, their two boys scrambling to keep up. Romeo’s face was thunderous as he stormed toward me.

“You absolute idiot,” he said, and then he punched me.

Not hard enough to really hurt—Romeo knew how to pull his punches when he wanted to—but hard enough to make his point. I stumbled back a step, my hand going to my jaw.

“Romeo!” Sarah gasped, but she didn’t sound particularly upset about it.

“Dad, you hit Uncle Ramon!” their older son said, sounding impressed.

“Uncle Ramon deserved it,” Romeo said flatly. “Ramon, what the hell were you thinking? Barcelona? You were actually going to get on a plane and leave?”

“I wasn’t thinking clearly,” I admitted, my jaw throbbing. “Romeo, I’