Chapter 154

As Naomi entered the small, enclosed space, the overbearing intensity looming over her got more intense. It felt harder to breathe as if the air became thinner. She could sense that something was off with Scott. He never released her wrist, even when they had left the Sicily Pub. Naomi opened her mouth and looked at Scott sitting next to her, though he looked straight ahead. The lights in the car were dim, but his gaze was darker. He was terrifying. Naomi could sense that he was in a foul mood for whatever reason she did not know. Well, she did not want to know, either. She moved her hand, trying to get out of his clutch. The moment she moved, however, he gripped even tighter. That hurt her. She looked at him with furrowed brows. She could not understand what on earth he was thinking about, but they could not stay this way. She tried to shrug him off again, but his grip only tightened. She frowned at Scott and called out his name gently. Despite her tone, however, she sounded e