Alpha Enzo's POV
As soon as Olivia stormed out of the room, I slid out of the submissive, removing the condom from my d**k and tossing it aside.
I slipped into my boxers, sank onto the couch, and grabbed the whiskey from the side table. The burn as I took a sip was nothing compared to the fire Olivia had ignited in me.
The submissive, who was still blindfolded, turned her head when she noticed I wasn’t moving or making any attempt to touch her.
“Master, is everything okay?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.
“Yes, take off the blindfold,” I replied.
She carefully untied it, her eyes blinking as she adjusted to the light. A hint of curiosity flickered in her gaze when she saw me sitting on the couch, drink in hand.
“Master?” The young woman spoke softly, moving over to me. She
