Enzo’s POV
Before I could even say a word, Clara’s fingers began unbuttoning my shirt. She leaned in, pressing her lips against my neck, trying to kiss me. Pure irritation exploded through me as her touch made my skin crawl.
I grabbed her hands tightly, cutting off her movements. Without a second thought, I shoved her right off my lap and stood up, backing away in irritation.
Clara stumbled back, her eyes widening in complete shock. She smoothed down her expensive dress, her face twisting with anger.
“Alpha Enzo, what is the meaning of this?” she demanded.
“The meaning is that we are not married,” I snapped, my voice freezing cold. “And until we are married, I will not touch you. Don’t ever do this again.”
Clara let out a loud, frustrated breath. “Until we are married? Then yo
