Enemies Closer

Viviana's POV

Getting Leonora home felt like exhaling after holding my breath for far too long.

Vincenzo hovered the entire time, one hand at her elbow as she stepped inside, his body angled protectively, his eyes tracking every small movement like he expected her to vanish if he looked away for even a second. Rocco darted around them, talking a mile a minute, announcing every detail of the house