Rome, Italy.
Carlos's pov:
As the tension thickened in the room, the atmosphere shifted abruptly when the doors burst open, revealing AJ and Denzel wearing identical smirks that sent a shiver down my spine. Their presence seemed to hang heavy in the air, suffused with an unsettling energy that made me instinctively cringe.
"Well, I guess that proves that you don't actually miss Alliana then," AJ's voice cut through the silence like a knife, his words laced with a mixture of mockery and amusement. His comment struck a nerve, leaving me momentarily speechless as I struggled to process the implication behind his words.
As if on cue, the girl I had been intimate with earlier wasted no time in making her exit, leaving behind an awkward silence in her wake. The room suddenly felt suffocating, with the weight of AJ and Denzel's gazes bearing down on me like a heavy burden.
