NO ONE'S POV
The exact moment the cars vanished from the driveway, Enzo's arrogant face completely fell. The fake smile vanished, replaced by a manic rage. He whipped around and marched toward the kitchen hallway.
With a lowl groan, the hidden seam in the wall moved, sliding open to reveal the dark passageway.
The mysterious girl walked out, her bleeding arm still securely holding Vivien by the waist. Enzo's bloodshot eyes locked onto them, his chest heaving with pure fury as he stalked closer.
"Did you try to run away, babygirl?" Enzo asked, his voice dropping to a quiet whisper as he stepped into Vivien's personal space. He reached out, his cold fingers tightly gripping her chin, forcing her to look into his psychotic pupils. "You know what happens to bad girls who try to break my rules? They get punished. If you love running toward Dominic so much, what if I just break your legs? If you can't walk, you can never leave my side again!"
