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Chapter 15: The monster clawing within
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Instantly, I believe him because even though it's merely been weeks, I can't imagine life differently—I can but I loathe every second of it. I'm glad Sofia fell for the enemy, even more glad when he kisses me. His hand against my cheek is gentle, the need with which we kiss each other like long-lost lovers sends electric sensations all over my body. I get it now, kissing Enzo is an art I never want to lose touch in, I can't seem to get enough of him, his tongue. My husband tastes like every dark thought I've ever had and he's slowly yet surely unsure I'm addicted to every part of him. “Oh, Sasha.” he groans, his hand finding its way underneath my dress, moving it up in the process. I feel weak in the knees, but thankfully Enzo has a strong hold on me. With one hand he lifts me off the floor and moves us to our bed. I miss his touch the second he gently lays me on the mattress, hastily taking his jacket off.
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Her response is instant and confident. “Nope, I'm not a runner, but if I were, it'd be useless to run because you'd find me.” She laughs. If not me, then my family, they're not as good at hiding as me.” She jokes, but she's right again. I would always find her, more so now that I've touched her. I'll not let her go. “You’re staring, Enzo,” she murmurs. “I’m just thinking,” I tell her, leaving out the part where in my thoughts, I've forbidden her from existing without me. “You’re slightly scary when you’re quiet,” she nearly whispers. I gape at her. “I’m always quiet.” She hesitates for a moment before she speaks. “Not with me.” That knocks the breath out of me, she's right yet again. “Rumors, I'm far from quiet.” Nobody outside Alessio would agree with me being chatty, and in less than two weeks, she's become the second person I'm invariably talking to. “You know, I’m surprised you didn’t go back to your office,” she says. “You are a workaholic or is that a false rumor
