As soon as Enzo closed the door, he froze at the sound of a voice behind him.
"What are you doing?"
Spinning around, his eyes darted to the bed, then to Adeline, who stood by the dresser with her arms crossed and a suspicious look on her face.
"Weren't you just—" he murmured, gesturing to the bed. Giving his head a little shake, he let out a small sigh. "Never mind. It was Andrei. Just had some business matters to discuss."
Adeline turned away, now uninterested in his explanation. "Whatever," she murmured, heading toward the bathroom. Enzo sighed in relief once the door clicked shut behind her.
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A few hours later, Adeline sat in front of her vanity, brushing her hair slowly while Enzo sat on the couch flipping through the files he was reviewing.
The knock on the door broke the silence, and Enzo looked up, frowned, and placed the files aside before standing to go answer it. When he opened the door, Uncle Alfonso stood on the threshold with a serious expression.
