The Cost Of Rebellion

LORENZO’S POV

Heading down the hall toward the utility closet, I spotted Enzo propped against the downstairs bar, nursing a glass of liquor with a dark scowl on his face. "Keep your guard up next time," I told him.

He shot me a dirty look. "Save the lecture for yourself. She’s your headache, not mine. Just wait until she tries to scald your skin off."

"Celeste isn't anything I can't handle. Rel