Chapter 22

Savana's POV 'What game?" I repeated. 'Our game," he simply replied as he pulled out a deck of cards inside his pocket. 'Do you believe in Fortuna, Savana?" 'I believe she holds some kind of bitterness against me right now if I'm still standing here." I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the wall watching him shuffle the cards. Enzo laughed again, shaking his head as he gave me a keen look as if we've known each other for a very long time. 'Savana…you are so clever," the way he pronounced my name exhilarated me. 'You're being funny now, my Savana." 'I am not yours!" 'Oh, really?" he smirked. 'But the way you have surrendered your body to me twice---' 'Shut up!" I cut him off. 'I think this conversation is over." I stood straight to walk out but he walked past me and stood in my way, blocking my exit. 'Don't, little kitten. The game is just beginning." 'What game are you talking about?" I frowned, taking a step back when his intoxicating scent hit me. 'What do you want from me