Victoria
My fingers trembled as I followed Leo out of his massive estate toward a sleek black Audi in the driveway. The morning sun gleamed off the polished surface, nearly blinding me.
Just as we approached the car, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I froze, recognizing the ringtone I'd assigned to Enzo. My heart hammered against my ribs as I fumbled to retrieve it.
"I should probably—" I started, but before I could finish, Leo's hand closed over mine.
"Who is it?" he asked, his voice deceptively calm.
I swallowed hard. "My stepbrother."
Something dark flickered across Leo's face. Without warning, he plucked the still-ringing phone from my hand and answered it.
"Victoria's phone," he said, his voice dropping to that dangerous alpha timbre that made my skin prickle.
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