{Naomi POV}
Enzo was inside the room, sitting on the bed. In his hand was a book, which I assumed he had picked up from the shelf.
I walked in slowly, my hands starting to get clammy. I gulped down the unease in my throat as my mind raced. The way he had stared at me not long ago left me unsure of what to expect.
“How’s the bonding with Brian’s bodyguard?” he muttered, his voice low and firm. Almost as if he was holding himself back from bursting out in anger.
I didn’t reply. I didn’t know what to say. I just stared at him. He dropped the book on the bed and looked straight at me.
“I let you walk around this mansion, and already you’re talking to people whose intentions you don’t know?”
My eyes flickered away from his when our gazes met. “It’s not exactly what you think, and bonding
