Her attention was finally on me.
After eye fucking Enzo for like 10 minutes.
“Oh Enzo told me its your birthday so I came to wish you..as we are going to be family soon”
She smiled looking at enzo.
Again!
Wait! What? Family?
I was dumbfounded by her statement,she catches on that quick.
Enzo was looking at me but I couldn't look at him now.
My focus was on carol or I say a rather smirking carol.
“You don't know?”
“Huh??”
My voice was so soft that I could barely register if I said it out loud or in my mind.
I don't know what i was expecting but not what she said next.
“We are getting engaged!!” In a very chirping voice.
My whole body freezes.
“Ohh”
“We were—”
“He proposed”
She cut Enzo off as he spoke and threw another bomb at me.
It was shocking would be an understatement.
They were not this close a week ago then what changed?
In my own thoughts I didn't notice that I was looking down now but a hand on my shoulder broke my trance.
“Happy birthday love!!!----control yourself”
Last words whispering in my ears. I relaxed partly.
Lily smiled as she grabbed my face to kiss my cheek.
A tear escaped my eyes but she gently removed the trace of it.
“Lily–Is Lucas here?”
Enzo spoke after sometime, maybe feeling the awkwardness.
As Lily completely ignored Carol.
“Yes He’s with his date..apparently he needed one for this party”
I wanted to but couldn't say anything.
After a few seconds they both left, leaving me and lily.
“You ok?”
“He is getting married”
“No,engaged”
“But he will be!!!”
“He will-be married--with her”
I hugged her and cried my heart out.
I couldn't bear the thought of him with another woman.
He will love her or he is in love with her. Why else will he marry her?
“No love don't..it's your birthday. What if Antonio saw you like this..or worse , Enzo?”
“I– can't-I-am not fine anymore”
She sat with me for the whole time, my eyes got puffy from all the crying.
Party started and guests started to come.
My phone was ringing continuously.
“I think you should do your makeup, they'll call you any minute.”
“No-I”
“Evelyn no!! You are getting ready and coming with me.”
“But-” she glared and I swallowed my words.
“Come i'll do it”
When we finally went downstairs I couldn't pinpoint what was wrong with me.
I was usually an extra extroverted person but now I don't feel like socialising.
“I can't do this lily…I can't face him” she looked sternly at me probably thinking what an idiot I am.
“You can and you will” and then she went towards the kitchen, probably checking the food preparation.
I went straight to the bar. I don't care if this party was for me my mood is fucked and now I just need my shots.
“Two shots”
Sitting there my gaze wandered around and met the heartbreaker himself.
He smiled but I couldn't find myself to reciprocate it.
His smile vanished and an unreadable expression took its place.
And I did the unexpected. I smiled so brightly that my jaw hurt but his expression still didn't waver.
I didn't want him to think that I was upset by his engagement news. So I will act as much as i can
“Your shots mam.”
That shifted my attention and without any second thought I took the shots.
My surroundings faded and a somber mood surrounded me.
“Again”
My heart was pounding so fast I could feel it in my whole body.
“Again”
I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice when a hand snatched the shot from my hands.
“Who-”
My words were cut off when I saw none other Enzo. He looked perplexed.
Like he couldn't point out what was wrong.
“Enough Princess”
His voice was so low that I could barely register his words for a second.
“No”
Just a simple word but I think they held no power on him today.
Usually he would stop anything if I said no but not now? What changed?
He grabbed my hand and took me to the furthest corridor.
It was partially bright, the moon shone brighter but it was not enough for me to look at him Or for him to see the tears I had in my eyes.
“What happened? Why are you like this today?”
Oh the audacity of this person to ask me that.
Even though I was not his lover, I was his…family…or maybe not.
I was all alone in the end.
He could at least tell me his plans.
His eyes searched my face for any type of reaction.
“Say something Bella.” Although his voice was soft, a hint of irritation and anger could be heard too.
It was just pissing me off right now.
The more I heard his voice the more I wanted to kill someone.
Two big hands grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.
His eyes were filled with something I don't understand, anger? but he never will be, even if I murdered someone.
What changed?
“I'm just tired.”
“Of what?” a slight raise in his voice.
He never raised his voice with me.
Then-What-changed??
I slid his hand off me and took a step back.
“I'm having mood swings”
His expression changed and I cringed inside.
Why did I say this out of all options?
Now he will think of me as my old teenage self.
“Do you need anything?” I rolled my eyes and his eyebrow raised.
Yes YOU!! I wanted to shout but kept my mouth shut and looked into his eyes.
“Maybe you shou–”
His sentence was cut off by his soon to be fiancé.
“Baby what are you doing here, i thought you left.” she again said in her overly sugar coated voice.
But I could see the irritation right on his face as she came.
He didn't look in her direction but was looking at me thinking something.
She looked between both of us to figure out what was happening.
What we both are doing here in the dark corridor where nobody could see us.
He sighed. Still ignoring her. We both didn't acknowledge her.
He came so close to my face I could feel his breath.
His both hands went around my neck, his mouth was now near my ear and whispered in a low voice.
“I'll come after the party is over”
Last time my eyes met him when he took a step back.
And then gone. Leaving me alone with this annoying fellow.
I think I heard her mutter a bitch under her breath before leaving.
My breath became normal. I didn't notice I was holding my breath for so long.
My whole body felt hot and bothered.
We always hung out together but today was something else.
But, what changed?
The hallway was dark, silent save the sound of the ticking clock on the wall and the soft whispering of leaves against the window. Evelyn emerged from her bedroom in her bare feet, holding her empty glass. The house seemed strangely dense tonight, heavy with suspense she couldn't quite put a finger on. She crept down the hallway to the kitchen, still adjusting to the dim light. That's when she heard it. The sharp tone of her father’s voice cut through the silence. “I’ve had enough, Rosaline,” he snapped. “I’m not going to tolerate this under my roof any longer.” Evelyn paused mid-step, frozen. Her hand tightened around the glass. Rosaline—her mother—spoke next, her voice softer but laced with desperation. “Please, just give me a little more time. I’ll talk to her. She’ll understand. She’s just traumatized coping with—” "Traumatized?" her father cut in, nearly scoffing. "This is not trauma. This is disgrace. What sort of example is she providing for Evelyn? What is our dau
I was still buzzing after breakfast — and after the way that Enzo continued to stare at me behind his coffee mug as if he hadn't been the one spending the last few hours destroying me and reassembling me all over again."You're staring," I whispered, shoving my plate away and licking a smear of jam from my finger.His gaze trailed after the motion. "Of course I am.I am not hiding it."Behave yourself, Mr. Vitalio. We have a wedding tomorrow.""Right," he said, lengthening his body on the couch. "Shouldn't the bride be at her best?"I raised an eyebrow. "I'm not the bride."He produced a slow smile. "Not yet."A flush ran up my neck. I jumped up quickly, grabbing my bag. "Let's go."The ride was full of music and Enzo's hand laid casually on my thigh, his thumb stroking back and forth like he wasn't even aware he was doing it.I didn't have the heart to make him stop — not when it made my chest ache in that dumb, sweet way.We entered one of the trendier boutiques in downtown. Sparklin
Enzo's hands wandered over my naked flesh, calloused palms tracing over each inch as if I were something holy—something he couldn't have enough of.He was everywhere.His lips scorched a path down my neck, then over the curve of my collarbone. My spine bowed against him, a whimper escaping my lips when his hand molded over my breast, thumb dancing over the taut peak.I gasped.He laughed low in his throat, that dark, dangerous hum that never failed to weaken my knees—even now, wrapped up in sheets, every inch of me laid bare to him."Now which one you want Bella" he whispered, pulling his mouth up to my ear. "My cock or my mouth?"I nodded breathlessly, unable to speak as I thrust my hips back against him once more, rubbing against the hard length held against me.To demonstrate to him now I can wait no longer.His groan resonated against my skin."Continue moving in that fashion," he growled, "I didn't know you were so fucking hungry to fuck me, bella.""Enzo—please," I whispered, tu
I have no idea what came over me.Perhaps it was the way he touched me, as though I was his. Perhaps it was how his smell—wood and male and all Enzo—surrounded me like a skin.Or perhaps it was him.Because now, I couldn't help it.My hips couldn't help but move, this time a little quicker—but deeper. Desperately. I could sense him, hard and thick behind me, and the friction was driving me crazy.My hand clenched the sheets into tight fists, the other reaching back to wrap around his head and push his mouth harder into my neck."Enzo," I panted.He growled, biting down lightly just below my ear before he licked the spot to calm it.His voice was a growly gravel, sinfully delicious."Keep grinding against me like that, baby," he whispered, "and I'm gonna lose all control I have."I quivered.My body was burning, and the flames were only increasing."You say that like it's a negative," I breathed, angling my head more to allow him better access.He chuckled darkly against my skin, his h
The first sensation she experienced was warmth.Not the kind that emanated from soft blankets and pillows, but the kind that broadcasted from skin—his skin. His smell was everywhere—deceptive, clean, mildly spicy with that hint of something solely Enzo.Her eyelashes slowly opened.The room remained dark, only a soft blue-gray light creeping in through the drapes. Evelyn remained stock-still for a moment. Didn't even breathe.Then she could feel it—his arm, solid and possessive around her waist, pinning her to his chest. His fingers curled slightly under her ribcage, firm and still as if he were anchoring her. Holding her even in sleep.Her breath caught in her throat.God.Her heart thudded slower and faster at the same time, not knowing whether to panic or melt.She rolled her head to one side and stretched her hand blindly to the nightstand, her fingers brushing across her phone. She squinted at the screen.4:30 AM.Early still. Still a couple of hours before she was supposed to ac
The sun was low, casting a mellow orange light over the empty street outside. Evelyn, not even ten, tore into the living room with a look of eager expectation in her eyes. Her hair was pulled into sloppy pigtails, bouncing with each bouncing step she took. "Enzo! Can we go to the ice cream parlor? Please?" she asked, cocking her head with a winsome smile that had melted Enzo's heart a thousand times over. Enzo, who was lying on the couch with a book on his chest, gazed at her with a half smile. "Only if you swear not to steal my cone again like last time." Evelyn laughed. "No promises!" He smiled and stood up, opening his arms wide before ruffling his hair. "Fine. Go get Amelia. We'll take Lucas too." Evelyn whirled on her heel and ran to the hallway. She was knocking on Amelia's door within seconds. "Amelia! We're going for ice cream! Come on!" Amelia opened the door slightly and stuck her head out with a serene face. "Right now?" "Yes! Hurry up!" A couple of minutes