Chapter 14 Shadows Of His Past

• Naomi's POV
• The silence was more deafening than the storm I knew was coming, and the tension in the air was oppressive. Roman's massive frame created lengthy shadows on the strewn canvases and brushes as he stood in the doorway of my art studio. The room felt colder and smaller than it already was as his steely eyes penetrated through me.
• You have a habit of invading spaces that aren't yours." With a strong and arrogant tone, I remarked. Even though my heart was racing, I kept my uneasiness from him, which usually gnawed at me when we were together.