For a moment, there was a stunned silence in the room, the air thick with tension. Isabella’s heart raced in her chest as she quickly pulled the sheets up to cover herself, her face burning with embarrassment. She couldn’t believe they had walked in on them like this, so exposed, so vulnerable. The humiliation was almost too much to bear.
Enrico’s expression shifted from irritation to anger as he sat up, his eyes narrowing at Carmen. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, barging in here like that?” he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.
Carmen’s mouth opened and closed as if she were trying to find the words, her face a mask of shock and disbelief. She had clearly not expected to walk in on such an intimate moment, and the sight of Enrico with Isabella, so close and so comfortable
