Chapter 25 Unveiling Vulnerability

• Cleo’s POV
• Dinner had been a whirlwind of teasing and tension, each flirtatious comment from Russo slowly unraveling the anger that had built up inside me. As we made our way back upstairs, I was determined to maintain some distance, to remind myself that his charm was just another weapon in his arsenal. But as I reached the hallway that led to my room, I noticed that Russo was still right behind me, his steps echoing mine in the quiet corridor.
• I stopped, turning to face him with a confused expression. “Why are you following me, Russo?” I asked, my voice laced with suspicion. I was in no mood for more games tonight.