Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

Rhys's POV

"Take the printed project files and give me a proper explanation right now."

I slammed the thick blue folder down onto the wooden desk. The sound echoed loudly in the large room. The lecture hall was completely empty. The professor and the other university students had already packed their bags and left the room fifteen minutes ago. Enzo was the only person remaining. He sat comfortably in his chair in the front row with his long legs stretched out. He did not look guilty at all.

"Good morning to you too, Rhys," Enzo said. He picked up the blue folder and smiled at me. He opened the cover and flipped through the pages. "You printed the report on very high quality paper. The charts look great. That is very good work."

"Do not play games with me," I told him. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest. "I did all the research. I typed all the pages. You did absolutely nothing. And worse, you slept with Chloe. You completely ruined my relationship yesterday. You did not even have the basic decency to apologize to me today. You have not tried to make up for any of the emotional damages you caused me."

"I have absolutely nothing to apologize for," Enzo replied smoothly. He closed the blue folder and dropped it back onto the wooden desk. "She threw herself at me. She literally shoved her pussy in my face while you were gone. I am a single guy. I just took what was offered to me. You would do the same thing."

"I would never do that," I argued loudly. "You are a terrible person. You knew she was my girlfriend. You knew I was coming over to your house to see her. And you are totally sick for reading my private email."

"Actually, I did not read your email first," Enzo pointed out. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his strong arms behind his head. "Chloe was using my laptop yesterday afternoon. She was searching for a movie for us to watch. She saw the email notification pop up on the screen. She opened the attachment before I even entered the room."

"Chloe saw the comic?" I asked. My stomach dropped heavily. I felt a cold wave of pure panic rush through my body.

"Yes, she saw it," Enzo nodded slowly. "She was the first person to see the drawing on the front page. I only apologize for not telling you sooner. I knew you would panic if you found out she saw it first. She was very surprised by your hidden talents."

"You are clearly enjoying this," I said angrily. I stepped closer to his desk. "You are just trying to change the topic. You want to distract me from what you did with her."

"I am not changing the topic at all," Enzo said. He dropped his arms and sat forward. "I did read some parts of the comic after she showed it to me. I read enough to realize exactly what kind of stories you write in your free time. It made me very curious about the author."

"My writing is none of your business," I snapped at him. "Give me my project grade and leave me alone."

"Are those scenes based on your firsthand experience?" Enzo asked. He tilted his head and looked directly into my eyes. "Or is it just in your wild fantasies? Because the details in chapter four were very specific. You wrote about two men in a locker room with incredible accuracy."

"Shut your mouth," I said quickly. "I do not have fantasies about men. I am completely straight. You need to stop talking about this right now before I get violent."

"Are you sure about that?" Enzo asked. He sounded highly amused. He did not look intimidated by my anger at all.

"I am very sure," I replied loudly. "I dated Chloe for six months. I am your stepsister's boyfriend. Or ex-boyfriend now. I am straight. We had sex over five times while we were together. I clearly like women. I proved it."

Enzo started laughing. It was a loud and genuine laugh that echoed loudly in the empty lecture hall. He ran a hand through his dark hair and shook his head.

"What is so funny?" I demanded. I clenched my hands into tight fists at my sides.

"She told me all about your sex life," Enzo chuckled. "She told me everything last night. She said she literally had to tell you what to do the majority of those times. You were just following her basic instructions. You never took control in bed. You just waited for her to guide you. That does not sound like a man who enjoys sleeping with women."

"Chloe is a liar," I said. My face burned with intense embarrassment. "She is just saying those things to make herself feel better about cheating on me. Whatever sick ideas are going on in your mind need to end right now. I am completely straight. This discussion is over."

Enzo did not back down at all. He accepted the rejection without getting angry. He just smiled wider, showing his perfectly straight teeth.

"If you are so straight, why did your eyes move so quickly when you first saw me yesterday?" Enzo asked quietly. His voice dropped lower, becoming much deeper.

"I do not know what you are talking about," I denied immediately. I looked away from him and stared at the chalkboard.

"You looked straight down," Enzo pointed out. He stood up from his chair and walked slowly around the desk. "You did not look at my face. You did not look at Chloe. You looked right at my dick before looking anywhere else. You stared at it for a very long time, Rhys."

"I was shocked," I lied. I took a step back as he stepped closer to me. "I was shocked because you were standing there completely naked in the living room. Anyone would look."

"You were checking me out," Enzo corrected me. He stopped walking when he was only two feet away from me. "And you definitely liked what you saw."

I became absolutely furious. I hated that he had noticed my reaction. I hated that he was right. I hated that my body betrayed me in that moment.

"I am leaving," I said. I turned around to walk out of the lecture hall. I needed to get away from him immediately.

"My attraction to you is not new, Rhys," Enzo said loudly from behind me.

I stopped walking. I stood frozen in the middle of the aisle. I turned back around to face him.

"What did you just say?" I asked.

"I noticed you a long time ago," Enzo said calmly. He walked closer to me again. "Long before this university project started. The project just gave me a very good excuse to get closer to you. I requested to be in your group."

"You are lying," I told him. I refused to believe a single word coming out of his mouth. "You are just playing another stupid game. You are probably tired of sleeping with all the easy pussies around the school. You just want to try something different to cure your boredom. You are playing with me because you think it is funny to mess with my head."

"What makes you think I have never fucked a guy before?" Enzo asked.

I stared at him. I swallowed hard. The thought of Enzo sleeping with another man hit me with a strange, heavy force. My throat went completely dry. Suddenly, the image of Enzo fucking Chloe on the sofa the other day appeared in my mind. But the image twisted rapidly. I imagined what it would feel like if I was the one on that sofa instead of her. What if I was the one Enzo was pounding so vigorously? I pictured his heavy body pressing me down into the soft cushions. I pictured his strong hands gripping my hips tightly. I pictured his massive size pushing into me.

I quickly pulled my mind away from that dirty ditch. I felt sick with myself. My hands were sweating. My heart was beating too fast inside my chest. Even if I wanted to fuck a dick, there was absolutely no way my first time would be with a cocky bastard like Enzo.

I looked at Enzo again. His expression had completely changed. The teasing smile was completely gone from his face. For the first time since I met him, there was no joke in his voice. He looked incredibly serious. His eyes were dark and focused entirely on me.

"I have no interest in my stepsister anymore," Enzo told me. His voice was very firm and steady.

"Then what do you want?" I asked defensively.

"My interest is you," Enzo stated clearly.

I shook my head repeatedly. I backed away toward the heavy wooden exit door. I needed to escape this conversation.

"And for the last time, I am straight," I told him. I made sure my voice was loud and clear.

"You can keep calling yourself straight," Enzo said. "Just don't expect me to believe you."

"You can always come to me whenever you feel like exploring your books," Enzo walked out leaving Rhys to his thoughts.