Nayana
Leo glares down at me silently, his eyes hard and sharp enough to cut through bone. For a moment, I can’t even breathe. It finally hits me that I can’t keep lying to him anymore. Not when Max and Aunt Bianca might be in danger. Not when my father is capable of harming them. Leo might be the only person strong enough to save them.
He takes one slow step toward me, shoulders tight, jaw clenched, and I can see the anger gathering in him like a storm about to break. He stalks right up to me, towering over me, and grabs my chin sharply as he growls, “Who the f**k were you talking to—”
The moment his eyes meet mine, everything in him changes. The fury melts into shock, then raw concern that makes my chest ache. His whole expression softens so quickly it nearly breaks me. His hand loos
