C13 THE EDGE OF CONTROL

Isabella's POV

When Enzo's eyes fix on me, burning with a fire that both terrifies and excites me, I hardly could breathe. Though none of us is ready to touch, a live wire neither of us is pulled to—to each other, here we are—drawn to each other, by some twisted, unbreakable force.

"You didn't have to follow me," I remark, voice low as I lean against the marble countertop