"Where the fûck do you think you're going, Tessa?"

Tessa's insides melted like lead in a furnace, and she could feel the hot liquid streaming through her insides immediately she heard those words.

Her throat dried up, and she instantly felt like throwing up her blood.

Enzo let go of her leg and lifted an arm to the sofa, supporting himself with it before standing on his tall feet.

She was still in a daze when he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her roughly out of the workroom.

"Master!" She gasped fearfully, his countenance scaring her so much as he took her down the thin corridor, into his...