LOGINEnzo's POVFor two straight days I skipped every tutoring session. Stella and Nora's. Noelle's. All of them. Each time I pictured walking back into that house, my stomach twisted into knots.I couldn't pinpoint why.Maybe it was what I'd seen. Or maybe it was because I'd been completely wrong about her. I'd thought she was just another quiet student who needed help with English. Simple. But now I couldn't even glance at her name on my phone without feeling something I couldn't name.Anger.Anger for making me waste my time.That was it. At least, that’s what I convinced myself it was.Her apology message still sat there, unread and unanswered. I'd read it too many times already. Every time I almost replied, I stopped myself. I didn't know what the hell to say. I was pissed at her.. I shook my head. Fuck it. I'd go tomorrow. Just get it over with.The front door slammed open and Drew burst in with two b
Noelle’s POVI had my phone strapped to the ring light with the camera already rolling, and I was suddenly wondering why the hell I’d thought this was a good idea.The cuffs around my wrists and ankles felt tighter than they had a few minutes ago and the collar around my throat suddenly seemed much more obvious now that I knew the camera was recording.I swallowed.“Okay.” I whispered to myself.I had rehearsed this.At least, I had rehearsed parts of it.The words I’d planned sounded ridiculous in my head, but I forced myself to look into the lens anyway. I tried to sound confident. I had spent so much time convincing myself that I could do this, that I had forgotten how different it would feel once the camera was actually on.Still, I continued.I reached for the toy I’d chosen earlier, hesitated for a moment, then forced myself to keep going. I turned the wand on next, and the sudden vibration made my entire body jerk.A soun
Enzo’s POVNoelle was really exhausting to teach, and it was boring the hell out of me.This was probably a stupid idea.A very stupid idea.I wasn’t exactly desperate for the money, either. So why the hell had I agreed to tutor her in the first place?I could think of a dozen better ways to spend my time. Sleeping, for one. Staring at a wall might even be more entertaining than trying to get Noelle to understand something I’d already explained three different ways.Maybe I’d been thinking too much about the extra cash when I agreed.Or maybe—Maybe I’d agreed because she looked fucking sexy.It was a terrible reason.An embarrassingly terrible reason, and judging by how little patience I had left, I was beginning to regret every second of it.I checked the time again.Twenty minutes had passed, then thirty. I leaned back in my chair and stared at the empty space where she'd been sitting.Enough.I gathered my things, slid
Noelle’s POVThe Following Day..Enzo wasn't anything like the other weird men I'd met coming to this country.Most of them stared and a few would flash weird smiles, but their conversations always seemed to drift somewhere I didn't want them to go.I'd learned to expect it.But Enzo..He was different.He didn't smirk or make comments, and certainly didn't use it as an excuse to flirt. Instead, he looked me in the eyes whenever we spoke, listening with a patience I wasn't used to receiving.He never sighed when I asked him to repeat himself.It was.. refreshing.Maybe I was judging too quickly, but for the first time since leaving home, I didn't feel like someone people merely tolerated and that simple feeling was enough to make this unfamiliar country seem just a little less lonely for me.I must have checked the time at least twenty times.Maybe more.Every few minutes, I’d peek through the living room curtains just to make
Enzo’s POVIt had been a week since I'd met Chloe.Unfortunately, I hadn't received a single call from her parents regarding the tutoring position I'd applied for.I hadn't even seen her since that day, nor had she made any attempt to contact me, though that was hardly possible. She only knew my name.I could only hope my tutoring application would be accepted. It was the only way I'd be able to continue with what I had in mind.My attention finally drifted from the cup of coffee in front of me to the girl seated across the table.Noelle.That was the name she'd given me the last time we met, the exchange student who had literally crashed into me in this very café.Out of all the places in the city, it was oddly amusing that we'd ended up crossing paths here again.She was busy analyzing a language book, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I was watching her. A loose strand of her hair had escaped from behind her ear, swaying every time she tilted her head.My eyes wandered lower bef
Chloe’s POVI lay there panting hard.My nipples throbbed from his teeth and fingers, my pussy ached from being denied.The moment he walked out and closed the door behind him, I reached down between my legs.My fingers slid through the mess he left behind and I shoved two inside myself without hesitation, fucking them in and out while my other hand grabbed my breast and squeezed hard.I pinched my nipple the way he had, twisting it until the pain mixed with pleasure and made me moan.I pulled my fingers out, brought them to my mouth, and sucked them clean, tasting myself before pushing them back in deeper.My hips rocked up to meet every thrust of my hand. I added a third finger, stretching myself, curling them against that spot that made my thighs shake. My other hand kept working my breast, kneading and slapping it while I finger-fucked myself faster. My walls started to flutter and I kept going, driving my fingers in harder until I had an orgasm.My back arched off the bed and I







