"Did you enjoy the view?"
Valentino's voice cut through the air—thick and rich, followed by slow, heavy footsteps.
It was calm.
Too calm.
He claimed the living room, dark-brown eyes landing on Nathan—tinged with something unreadable.
The boy had taken refuge in the farthest corner of room, behind a couch.
Nathan shifted, heart pounding. His eyes darted from Valentino to the ground as he frantically shook his head.
"N... no, I forgot to knock—"
"Really?" The man cut in, hands slipping into his pockets as he stepped closer and stopped.
Nathan's stomach churned, palms sweaty as he nodded. Muttered apologies dripped from his mouth like whimpers.
This wasn't the reaction he'd expected.
Valentino was almost unfazed, and that shook him to his core. More than his lash-outs eve
