MAEVE HAWTHORN.
His eyes were fiery and red with obvious rage, it was clear that nothing I said would get him to spend one more minute in the room.
“Every single one of them is going to die.” He said through gritted teeth as he walked. The air around him was so cold that it sent chills running down my spine.
This is the exact state that I do not want to see Enzo De-Luca in because when he’s like this then there’s no telling what he’s going to do.
There’s no telling what he’s capable of. I shook when I looked down to see Levi bleeding profusely, his blood was all over my hand.
The sound of the door slamming told me that Enzo had walked out already, “there’s no time! I need the first aid box and a bottle of vodka.” I ordered the men who sprung into action.
“I also need someone to call
