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In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Confession 2
Chapter Sixty-twoRainHe loves me.Enzo said he loved me.I stood there, my lips still tingling from the kiss, my body pressed against his, my heart racing like it was trying to catch up with everything he had just said and done. I didn’t know if another day would come that could top this moment—this exact moment where the man I had silently, painfully, hopelessly loved looked me in the face and said the words I had only dreamed of hearing. The man who had trampled upon my love just hours ago and made me deal with the agonizing thought that he might never love me, just told me he did.This—this right here—was the best day of my life so far. The best moment of my entire existence.But something deep in my gut told me I might have to scratch that out soon. Because this man… this man seemed like the kind of person who would bring the entire world down, just to build me a new one from scratch—one where I was happy, seen, adored, protected.And loved.He wasn’t just passionate. He was fie
In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Confession
Chapter Sixty-oneEnzoShould I have said something? Should I have told her that I didn’t mean those words the way they came out? Yes, they were the thoughts racing through my head, tormenting me in silence, but I didn’t mean to say them out loud—not like that, not to her. I should’ve told her it wasn’t her that was the problem. It was me. It’s always been me.I was the one who didn’t know how to receive love anymore. The one who couldn’t even recognize the feeling without panicking. The one who had built walls so high and so thick, not even light could get in. After all the betrayals, after all the knives buried into my back by women I once trusted, how was I supposed to believe in something as fragile, as volatile, as love?And now, I had broken the only good thing I had left.I hated how Rain had gone from being so soft and happy with me—to the deafening, soul-punching silence she gave me this morning. And what gutted me the most was knowing that I caused it. That I was the reason
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Broken Heart
Chapter SixtyRain I fought the tears. I tried to hold them back, to be strong, to not let them fall—but I failed. Just like I had failed in love.The tears rolled down my cheeks, hot and heavy, breaking through every defense I had left. And with them came the shaking—my body trembling violently, as if it were trying to rid itself of the pain in my chest.My heart ached. It felt like someone was punching me in the chest over and over again, like every beat came with a blow.It had taken everything in me—every ounce of courage, every fragile bit of strength—to finally say the words out loud. To tell him how I felt. Even I had struggled with it at first, questioning myself. I didn’t know if what I felt was truly love or just gratitude. Gratitude for what he had done for me—for seeing me when no one else ever had.But after thinking long and hard, I realized this wasn’t something new. These feelings had been growing inside me for a while, slowly, quietly. Long before he gave me the fash
In The Arms Of The Blind Don “I Love You.”
Chapter Fifty-nineEnzoLove.She said love.She said she loved me, and all I could do was lie there, frozen—like I’d just been struck by the heaviest rock in the world. Like some invisible burden had dropped squarely on my chest, making it hard to move, to even breathe.Love.The word echoed in my head like a haunting melody—familiar, distant, almost foreign now.When was the last time I heard that word? When was the last time someone said it to me and meant it? When was the last time it pierced through my chest like this, tearing at something I thought I buried a long time ago?I don’t do love. Love was never part of my story—it never survived in my world. I had thrown it out, abandoned it, washed it down the drain years ago and watched it disappear.Because love was dangerous. It made you vulnerable in the worst possible way. It tore you open from the inside and left you exposed, raw, bleeding without anyone even noticing. Love wasn’t tender—it was cruel. It turned you into somethi
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Hers
Chapter Fifty-eightEnzoShe wanted me.All of me.And I was going to give it to her—every part of me, just like she needed.The moment her fingers gripped the hem of my shirt, trembling with hesitation and want, I knew. Her breath changed. Her energy shifted.Rain was no longer looking for comfort. She was asking for surrender. She wanted me to take her.Her voice was a whisper—barely there—yet it wrapped around me like sin. “I need you,” she breathed, each syllable a quiet storm against my skin.She pulled me back into her, and I turned. My hands found her waist, and her body pressed into mine with quiet urgency. I leaned in, letting instinct guide me. Her lips met mine halfway, soft and tentative at first, then quickly hungry.I felt her need in the way she gasped into the kiss, how she clung to me like she might fall apart if I let go.God, I didn’t want to let go.I hated to admit how much she was driving me crazy, how much just being this close to her push me to the edge. It was
In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Opening Party 2
Chapter Fifty-sevenEnzoRain was happy. I could feel it in every inch of the room—like her joy had seeped into the walls, softening them, warming them. That laughter of hers, light and pure, filled the air with something this house hadn’t known in years: genuine peace.And the best part of it? It was me. I was the one who put that smile on her face—not some other bastard, not some selfish, undeserving man. Me. I was the one who made her light up like that, made her proud of herself again.God, that feeling—knowing I did that—settled into my chest like pride and purpose had just found a home.When she laughed like that, the whole room shifted. It was no longer about the eyes watching us from across the table, or the forced gestures and presence from people who never believed in her. For that brief moment, it was just her. Alive, vibrant and powerful.I had invited her family for one reason—and one reason only: so they could witness what they lost. What they threw away.What they dismi
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