Olivia’s POV
I lingered in the doorway, gripping the handle as if it was the only thing keeping me upright. Alpha Enzo’s gaze never wavered, dark and unreadable, but there was something different about him tonight—something I couldn’t quite place.
I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to stay steady. “I wanted to see you.”
He arched a brow, clearly not believing my word. “You saw me at the club.”
“That doesn’t count,” I shot back, stepping inside before he could dismiss me. “I’m still your sub, remember?”
His eyes narrowed slightly, and for a moment, I thought he might argue. But then he shifted, reclining further into the pillows with that same maddening calmness. “Olivia, shut the door on your way out.”
I froze, the cool finality in his tone slicing through me like a blade.
“No,” I s
