Chapter 22 Salvatore Axton
- In my head, a thousand thoughts collided. How was Salvatore Axton here? When did he arrive? Wait. How does he know my name?!
- “You’re Elena, right? Eva’s new nanny.” He spoke again when the silence lingered, breaking me out of my thoughts.
- My brows lifted, fingers tight around the handle of my bag. “Yes. And you are?..” Better to pretend to be clueless. I didn’t want to be thought of as a stalker.