ARIELLE’S POV
I curled myself into the far corner of my room, my body taut with apprehension as I listened to the creaking of the door being pushed open. The darkness seemed to close in around me, its suffocating presence adding to the sense of dread that gripped my heart.
As the door swung open, revealing the figure of Enzo, I couldn’t help but shiver. His commanding presence filled the room, casting a shadow that seemed to swallow all hope. He approached me with a purposeful stride, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.
“You want to see your sister, don’t you? If you want that, you will need to accompany me for dinner,” Enzo’s voice pierced the silence, his words both a question and a proclamation. It was an offer drenched in manipulation, a twis
