Enzo POV
“Take us to a spot where you’re sure there will be no reporters. I just want to have a meal and head back home. Do you understand that?” I leaned my back on the leather seats, trying to get a hang of everything that was happening.
I don’t like the fact that my father compared Quinn to my mother. That’s a lady I don’t even see myself sharing a bed with anymore. She’s more like old news to me. I hate her, but she doesn’t know that, and my father, on the other hand, thinks that I’d get married to her to seal the deal between both packs.
My phone vibrated inside of me, bringing me back to reality. I was surprised to see a text from Suzy. Suzy never texts s, so why is she texting me now?
I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M DOING THIS, BUT I NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR RUNNING AWAY FROM YOU. THE ATTEN
