CHAPTER 300
KATYA POV
The moment my eyes landed on him everything else blurred. The music didn't stop. The lights didn't dim. People were still dancing, laughing, moving around me like nothing had changed.
But for me? Everything single thing slowed.
Romeo. He was sitting in the far corner of the club like he had always been there. Like he belonged in the shadows more than the light.
I thought I was imagining it, that my mind had somehow dragged him into this place because he had been on my mind since he arrived Italy.
But no. He didn't look away. Didn't flinch. Didn't even try to pretend to look as if he hasn't been caught.
He just… sat there. One arm stretched along the back of the couch, the other holding a glass of whiskey he hadn't even bothered to drink.
Like he had all the time in the world. Like he had been watching me the entire night. My heartbeat stuttered.
What was he doing here. A hundred thoughts rushed through my head at once.
