She could hear the frantic run of Enrique.The lady was muttering in a scared voice, apologizing on repeat that she didn't know she was there, that it was an accident.Enrique pulled her towards the sink, shouting at the girl to get some wipes and call for the doctor. He washed her face with water, wiping the water off her reddening face. The doctor arrived in just some minutes, then it was a long twenty minutes of the doctor and Enrique fussing over her.It would have been amusing if it was not for the fact that her face felt like it was on fire.The girl was Jasmin, Enrique's assistant. She stood beside them looking like she'd committed murder. The worry on her face was pronounced, almost aging her a decade.The doctor finally left after taking care of her, assuring Enrique that she was out of harm's way and that there will be no permanent scarring. He gave Enrique a salve to apply on her face to help soothe her itch. Enrique turned his attention towards Jasmin, once the doctor took
APRIL'S POVHe gave me an ultimatum which I was going to take. I wanted him too much and it was getting hard to focus on anything else. What was the point of going to work if I couldn't even concentrate?It didn't help that he walked around shirtless with those dark gazes he kept pinned on me, making me aware of every little move he makes, every twinkle in his eyes, every ripple of those lean muscles. I wanted his hand on me. I wanted those hard warm muscles pressed up against me. I yearned for him and I would have him. I'm pretty sure it's going to be amazing.I don't recall when I started freaking out on having sex with Enrique, but I'm almost sure it was when kat called. She cheered me on initially, but then everything took a nosedive when she said I was inexperienced and Enrique has had lots of women, so I'd never be able to satisfy him.I don't understand why she would say that to me when I finally dared to sleep with him. Of all the days she was supposed to be a badass vixen, sh
____Flashback___"I said I was sorry. I thought this was going to help you. I forgot about your issues with drinks. I was just trying to make this night perfect for you". She yelled in her defense"Yeah of course it is!. You always think you know what's best for me. You can leave now Kat because the fact is that you don't" I mutter, my words a slur. she sighed huffing. "I was just trying to help you out. How about I stay, so you don't do anything..." I stopped her with a hard glare, pointing at the door. The alcohol was making me act rashly, but I couldn't stop myself. I'm aware of when she gives up trying to apologize. She took the box of cake and walked out of my room, resentment marring her pretty features. I feel like shit.After a while of me just sitting there, the lingerie caught my stare. I took it out, examining it in the light. The texture felt captivating as I glide my fingers over every curve of it. How would he react if he saw me in this? Would he go crazy, lose all cont
ENRIQUE's POVI stare at her, trying not to show hurt, but failing miserably. I felt a tight pain in my chest, it was like something kept twisting at my heart, making it hard to take a decent breath of air. I clenched my hands. It wasn't fair. We shared a beautiful moment that I held dear, cherishing the memories, relieving every second of it until it felt like an obsession and she was blaming the whole thing on alcohol.I didn't even notice that she was drunk last night. She never drank. Was she doing all this because she didn't want me? Did I do something wrong? I wanted to know why she had to do this. "You were drunk?" She avoids my gaze. "Yes, Katherine put alcohol in the cake she brought and I am bad with drinks" she explained in a muffled voice. The hands clutching at my shirt that she wore strained tighter. She was probably still in the lingerie. She noticed my gaze, almost as if she was attuned to me. It eased the hurt a bit. A dark blush spread across her cheeks making my f
APRIL's POV.I stared at my mother. She looked sophisticated like she always did, even when she was in casual wear. I glanced at Zerah, tilting my head towards the door. He got the message as he quietly stood up and walked out of my office. The door clicked softly after he left.I smiled, walked around my desk, and sat down. I crossed my legs as I leaned back into the chair."It's odd Mrs. Smith, that you'll come here like this without a proper appointment. I should presume you realize there are protocols to this kind of thing, yeah" I said my smile in place, making sure that she doesn't miss the sarcasm in my words. My animosity does not surprise her. She sat down, setting her expensive-looking purse beside her. Her expression gave nothing away.I knew she didn't come here to apologize. She must have found some defense against all my accusations. It was her coping mechanism to assume that she was never in the wrong. She had to win every argument."I wanted to see how you were coping
Enrique’s POVI was on the phone with April, I could tell she was a little bit anxious when I called but I wanted to check in on her. I can’t help this feeling but I always want to protect her. Things for her have not been good. It doesn't matter how hard I try, I don't know what haunts her that she doesn’t want to give a chance at love. I know I fucked up sometimes but if things go well for others why can’t we just have the same chance at happiness. I tried showing her the bright side of life but she was either oblivious of my feelings or just fighting herself over what she felt for me. I refuse to think the latter but I know it’s true. I called the office but Zerah said she wasn’t there, that she needed time to think. I knew she might have just retired for the day. Things have not been good so far for her and I understood well. I guess it was good a time as any to give her a call. I was on my way home after all.“Hello, Enrique? ”“I called the office and Zerah said you weren’t ther
Her eyes were hurt, it tugs at something protective within me. “No Enrique. Don’t, don’t say it. Everyone who ever told me that ended up hurting me and I can't..."I placed my hands against her lips. “shhh. I am not those people. I love you April, I do, and I cannot stop myself from telling you after so long of keeping it in. I care about you April. Trust me”She watched me, eyes searching. “Why? Why do you love me, Enrique? My mom didn't, and my father who did for a while decided that I wasn't worth his love. She told me that it's my fate to be alone, that no one would ever love me because I drove everyone away.. ”I take her hands, intertwining them with mine. “She's wrong April. You are the most beautiful driven smart woman I have ever met and I want that in my life. You started managing such a company at a young age, took care of your father and your employees. How can anyone not fall for you April? You are kind and warm inside even if you hide behind those cold walls you've built
APRIL'S POVI stirred as the sun shone through the window, hitting me in the face. My body felt lax and I could feel his warmth wrapped all around me as it tried to lull me back to sleep. It was so peaceful and my face burned as I remembered the night before. My body started to tingle just as I relieved all the places his hands had been on my body. Slight pain in my lower region made it all the clearer that I wasn't dreaming at all. I couldn't believe that I was able to let go and feel so much passion without guilt or fear. I turned to gaze at his face as he slept. I can't help but stare and memorize every outline of his perfection. His long hair always called out to me to stroke them, it was a heady feeling. I found myself reaching out to it and twirling it around my finger. He stirred and his hold loosened a bit. I sat up as I stared at him. My heart raced in my chest and my breathing got heavy. I wanted him so much, that it felt scary. I wanted him for a long time. This feeling g