+ Kenzo’s POVThe slam of her bedroom door echoed all the way down to the first floor. She'd locked us out again.The second that lock clicked, the entire house felt empty. My chest ached. I wanted to run straight up those wooden stairs and kick the oak door right off its hinges, just to see her face. I forced my boots to stay on the thick living room rug.Kaz stood in front of the stone fireplace. He didn't move a single muscle. He just stared blindly at the cold, grey ash in the grate. His shoulders blocked the afternoon light from the tall windows. The thick muscles in his back strained hard against his dark sweater.He breathed in slowly. He was still covered in her scent. The smell of vanilla, pure sugar, and raw, terrified adrenaline filled the entire room."I almost took her in the fitting room," Kaz stated flatly.His voice was incredibly low. It sounded like stones grinding together at the bottom of a deep river. He didn't sound proud. He sounded wrecked. The cold, calculat
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