Chapter 32 Chapter Thirty Two

• Olivia’s POV
• As I went back to the bar stand, I couldn’t concentrate all day at work. My mind kept drifting to what had happened between Alpha Enzo and me in his private room. I couldn’t seem to get it out of my head.
• Frustration clawed at me. Damn it! The words slipped out, but they didn’t ease the restlessness inside. Concentration was impossible. Every time I tried to focus on my work, I felt it—the ghost of Alpha Enzo’s touch on my thighs, as if it had branded itself into my skin.