One Stomp And He's Done For. 69

At the same moment, both Adeline's and Enzo's eyes flicked from the chaos to the guards. Just as they had hoped, the two men exchanged looks before leaving their post, striding toward the commotion to intervene.

Adeline and Enzo looked at each other, matching grins stretching across their faces.

"Talk about perfect timing," Enzo whispered.

Grabbing her wrist, he rushed towards the now unguarded door. He reached for the knob, twisting it—and to their luck, it wasn't locked. He slipped inside first, pulling Adeline in after him before shutting the door quietly behind them.

As he adjusted his jacket, Adeline let out a breathless laugh, clutching her chest.

"What's funny?" Enzo asked, lifting a brow.

She shook her head, her laughter dying down into a smile. "That was close. I really thought we were going to get caught."

He smirked, letting out a confident hmph. "Not on my watch."