LOGINEnzo:It took a while before the crowd cleared up. I wasn’t proud of it, but I had to call the police. With the ongoing lawsuit that was against me, they were the people I wanted to speak to the least, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I leaned back into the chair and looked at Tabitha. Her eyes were glued to the screen, and her face was pale. “What happened?” I sat up and reached towards her, but she pulled away immediately and stuffed her phone into her pocket. “N-Nothing. It’s nothing… Just looking at Instagram.”I raised a brow. “But you looked so shocked,” I pressed on. “Yeah. Yeah.” She answered too quickly and tried to force a smile that contorted her whole face. “I was just shocked by the things that people are saying online. It’s just disgusting. Let’s get out.”Before I could get another word out, she opened the car door and hopped out. I shook my head and followed her. This girl still hadn’t learned her lesson. The store was empty, and I took a deep b
Tabitha:The rest of the day was quiet. Edwardo made breakfast, but I couldn’t help but notice a slight limp in his step. He placed the French toast and berries on the table and smiled stiffly to hide the grimace behind his eyes. What was wrong with him? Was he being abused? Maybe he had bad employers elsewhere, and they were treating him badly. I took a slice of toast, and my face burned with delight. This was amazing! How could anyone treat him badly? He literally made the best food. “Am I supposed to be concerned?"Enzo had stopped eating and was smirking at me. His toast had barely been touched, and I seized the opportunity to steal a slice. The grin and warmth on his face made it all the more worthwhile. “Pilfering toast, are we?” He leaned in, his eyes narrowed, his smile eased up, and I felt my heart stop and start again. My body froze, and I was locked in that familiar sexy stare with him. “Maybe I should put you in cuffs,” he growled under his breath. He reached over and t
Tabitha:I groaned and threw a pillow over my head. The curtains were open and the sun was pouring in, bathing my face in light that chased away the last bit of sleep from my eyes. I groaned louder and rolled to the other side. My dream had been ruined, and it was going so well. “Why!” I kicked angrily, mumbling like a child. “Why did the sun have to come up now?”Angrily, I flung myself out of bed and forced the curtains closed. But it was too late. I wasn’t tired anymore. I sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, rubbing my eyes as my body pulled itself together. “A pink shirt?”The memories flooded back, and I couldn’t fight the smile that crept on my face. I flopped on the bed happily, covered my face and squealed. Last night was the best. The absolute best!“Enzo is so amazing." I laughed at myself. Here I was drooling over him like a love-struck teen, and staring at the ceiling, wishing that every dream I had from then on was about him. This was how he made me feel: young, vuln
Enzo:I kissed her head and went to the living room. It was cool, and the sky was still dark. Below, I could already feel my erection forming. I couldn’t fight the smile that crept on my lips. I had barely touched her, and I was already all hard for her.“You’d be the death of me one day, Tabitha,” I chuckled, raking my hands through my hair.My jacket and work bag were still in the living room, hanging over the chair lazily. It had really been a hard day. I had already called in for Taabitha, and I was staying home as well. The paparazzi were already getting on my nerves, and we needed a better solution before things got out of hand.“What is that?” I grabbed my jacket and felt something hard in my fingers. Quickly, I searched, touching the pockets and hem until I found it—the card from earlier, that I found in the Hunchley’s document. The letters still shimmered in the dim living room light. “La Demeure Doreé. 8 pm, Saturday. Bring your date.”I read the words over and over again
Tabitha:I woke up. It was dark all around me. I tried to move, but I felt sore all over. A hand gripped me tighter, and I felt all the memories come rushing in. It was warm. I smiled against Enzo’s chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. He smelled like me, with a hint of his cologne still coming through. My legs were wrapped around him, and his cock lay hot and heavy against my thigh. I shiver rippled through me. The things he did to me… A smile crept on my lips, and I nuzzled closer to him. Maybe I should misbehave a little more. I could get used to being fucked like that.I stirred slightly, and he held me closer and buried his face in my hair. His voice was faint, but I could have sworn that I heard him mumble my name in his sleep. My face burned and stayed still, listening to his breathing, to his heartbeat. Despite all the drama that was going on in our lives, I was happy to be here with him. I was happy that I could have him. He was the best thing that could have happene
Tabitha:My knees shook. I doubled over, my face buried into my pile of clothes in front of me. The ball… I could feel it inside, filling me, pushing against every part of me when I moved even a tiny inch. I tried to straighten up, and another buzz shot through me, and I fell back down again. Through the corner of my eye, I could see Enzo’s feet. His belt was on the floor, haloed around them. I tried to look up, but another buzz from the ball forced my head back down again. The pleasure… it was too much… so much that it hurt, and I didn’t want it to stop.“Five minutes in,” Enzo purred, his hand stroking my hair as he bent down to my level. I raised my head and caught the smile on his lips, a mocking smile that made him look even more handsome. “You are holding on so well.”He kissed my cheek, and his hand went hard against my backside. I gasped and fell back down, feeling the ball buzz stronger inside of me. Just five minutes? It already felt like an hour. My body was covered in swe
Tabitha:I woke up with a headache so brutal it felt like someone had taken an axe to my skull and left it there overnight. My tongue was dry, my throat burned faintly from throwing up, and for a few seconds I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember how I had gotten into my pajam
Tabitha:I walked up, my step, precise yet calculated. I felt an ache in my chest but soon ignored it because I knew it was just because I was still mad at Enzo.He soon saw me, and a smile crept onto his face, gently running his gaze from head to toe till he finally arrived at the table where he w
Enzo:By morning, the damage was no longer small or abstract. It had become real and damning.I felt it the moment I stepped into the building, in the way conversations stopped mid-sentence, in the way people avoided eye contact.The lobby was filled but it still felt empty. People were around me b
Tabitha:I didn't want to let go of him.Not in the car. Not when the driver’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror and then moved away to focus on his driving, but I didn't care, especially now. I just couldn't. Not even when we reached the penthouse and the doors closed behind them with a soft, fi







