The words on the screen seemed to vibrate, blurring into the white light of the display. Come alone.
Giulia felt the heat of Matteo’s presence on her right and the cool, calculating stillness of Alessandro on her left. They were both staring at the device in her hand, their predatory instincts honed in on the glowing text. The air in the room, already thin, felt like it was being sucked out through the floorboards.
“Let me see that,” Matteo commanded, his hand reaching out. It wasn't a request; it was an assertion of ownership.
Giulia pulled the phone back, tucking it against her chest. The movement was instinctive—a rejection of the control he had exerted over her since she had first stepped into his world. “No.”
Matteo’s eyes darkened, a storm brewing in the depths of his pupils. “Gi
