Enzo's POV
Her slap still stung.
As Brielle dashed out through the door, I raised a hand to my jaw and flexed it, my tongue darting out to lick my lips again. I could still taste her—the savory taste of her lips, the way she had frozen for a second before kissing me back.
The lingering taste of blood made me smile. She was defiant, that one.
One finger tapped against my lip before I dropped my hand. “Definitely worth it.”
Just then, Shadow walked in. The smile on my face vanished as if it had never been there. I cleared my throat and ran a hand through my hair.
Shadow stopped behind me. “She’s gone, boss.”
I nodded without meeting his gaze. “Okay.”
He paused before continuing. “Are you going ahead with buying those shares? It didn’t seem like she wanted to sell them to you.”
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