Chapter 150
- Taking a measured step back, I fixed my gaze on him and asked, “Mind telling me what you’re doing in my room?”
- Kenzo’s eyes flicked toward my phone resting on the bedside table, his expression sharp. “You didn’t answer my question,” he hissed.
- My fingers curled into fists. “I don’t owe you an explanation for my private conversations. So, I’ll ask again—what are you doing here?”