Frozen in place, Anna felt shock grip her entire body. Her heart pounded as she slowly lifted her head and saw Vincenzo standing in the doorway, his face cold and unreadable.

“I said, what are you doing here?” Vincenzo asked again, his tone cold.

“Um—I—I came…” Anna stuttered, struggling to find the right words.

“Speak up!” Vincenzo growled.

“I—I came to clean,” Anna said, her voice trembling.

“Clean?” Vincenzo asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, I noticed your ...