**WARNING ~ hints of r**e ahead**
Previously on NW~
"Stefano?"
Scarlett looked up from surprise, it was true that she was comfortable enough not to squirm under his gaze, but that didn't mean that she was ready to find him on her doorstep, of her bedroom, sure she could now call him out for food along with others, but she was still somewhere scared of Stefano, because even though everything was acted out that day in the NGO, because Niccoló ordered so, she still remembered the little kid on Stefano's gunpoint, all under his mercy, if accidently he would've pressed the trigger, the little kid would've died.
But he didn't.
These were the words that Scarlett was holding onto like an anchor, so that she would not run off to the hills.
When Scarlett saw not movement in Stefano, she slowly
