Chapter 13
- EVE’S POV
- I sank into the chair like a scolded schoolgirl, my fingers twitching in my lap. The weight of Mr. Luciano’s presence was suffocating, his gaze sharp as a blade. He leaned back, resting his head on one hand, his fingers tapping against his temple. My face looking like I wanted to cry.
- “You’re scared of me?” His voice was calm, but there was an undertone of something unreadable.