The meeting finally ended, and Vincenzo stepped out of the conference room. He didn’t walk away immediately… instead, he leaned back against the wall, his arms folded tightly across his chest, his eyes were as sharp as a blade. He wasn’t looking at just anyone. His gaze was locked on Seraphina.
She stood a short distance away, tossing playful remarks at his security team, who were clearly trying to hold back their laughter. Every time she poked fun at them, their lips twitched, their shoulders shook, and a few snorted under their breath. It was harmless fun to her, but one look at Vincenzo’s eyes said he didn’t find it harmless at all.
The instant she caught his glare, her grin faltered. His eyes were pure danger with a mix of evil and warning that made her instincts scream at her to run
