Alpha Enzo's POV
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I recognized George talking to Olivia. Though he tried to hide his face behind a mask, I could easily recognize him by his scent and aura. I looked at Olivia, who was staring back at me with confusion in her eyes; she seemed so relaxed for someone who had caught George's attention.
“Do you know who he is?” I asked angrily.
She scoffed and shrugged. “I don’t care,” she said indifferently. I glanced at her with anger. She didn’t know who George was or what he was capable of, especially with women he desired.
“Stay away from him, Olivia. George is a dangerous man,” I warned, but the look in her eyes showed she didn’t care about my warnings.
“You have no right to tell me who I can and cannot talk to,” she shot back stubbornly. I gritted my
