Chapter FOUR.

ENZO DE-LUCA

I wanted her, fuck, I wanted her more than I have ever wanted anyone. Her sensuous lips called out to me, her naked body was the bane to my heart at the moment.

The only thing I could think about was how I wanted to pin her against the wall and fuck her until she was screaming my name.

My teeth gritted and my dick twitched in my pants as I groaned, I’d finally heard her say what I wanted to hear but still, satisfaction was far from what I felt.

Her skin was smooth despite the scars on the side of her stomach and the one on her neck. I have never seen a naked body look as gorgeous as this one before.

Slowly, my gaze slid from her eyes down to her shoulders and then her breasts and my breath hitched. I wanted to cup those two perfection so much that it made my heart race.

“Good girl,” I choked out, getting closer to her and taking a whiff of her cinnamon like scent. My eyes rolled so far to the back of my head and my lips parted.

Something intense flowed through my entrancement and I felt my cock feel as eager and erratic as a summer storm.

“So,” her voice put a halt to my reverie, causing my eyes to leave her neatly-shaved pussy back to staring at her eyes. She looked so fierce, no woman had dared look me in the eyes and not even Yvette had done that without a reasonable reason but this kitten had done it not once and definitely not twice in just one day.

How much do I want to fuck her right now while she stares at me with that intense hatred and fire in her eyes.

“Are you going to let Scarlett go?” She asked and I tilted my head as I raised an eyebrow, probing her further without a word, “I agreed to be your slut, didn’t I? You should keep the other end of your word.” She continued.

The glint in her eyes told me that there was more she wanted to say, I could see it clearly as her lips parted and her gaze hardened but that was only doing even more unbearable things to me.

“Although I don’t expect a cold blooded murderer like yourself to know the meaning of keeping his word.” She spat and the sound of footsteps told me Yvette was about to spring to action but a raise of my finger stopped her.

I smiled, amused by her boldness and despite knowing that the unusual attraction I felt towards her was perilous, I didn’t want to bring her into my world but at the same time, I’m known to be very fucking selfish.

I want her and she’s going to be mine.

“You don’t know me, Maeve,” I started and watched her shudder as she groaned, I knew what hearing her name from me does to her the very moment I mentioned it.

My gaze slid further down and I didn’t need a saint to tell me just how wet she was, I could see it and I wanted to feel it, I wanted to lick off her juice but I only shook the thought out of my head.

“Cold blooded murderer? Yes? Not keeping to my word? No,” I continued, “I hate people that don’t keep to their words more than anything else so rest assured I’m going to keep to mine.” I paused as I raised my hand.

Yvette handed me an envelope and I handed it over to her, watching as her eyes grazed through the new contract she’s about to sign and when she looked up at me, I could practically hear her teeth gritting.

She was angry, livid and the angrier she got the more beautiful she looked and the more furious she looked, the more I wanted to pin her against the wall like a fucking work of art and fuck her brains out.

“You’re going to be mine for three years while you also work for the money your father owes me but in the meantime, you’re mine to use.” I finished, the fire in her eyes ignited even brighter and hotter as I took a step closer to her but she took one back.

Her chest heaved with each breath she took and my dick kicked, eager to find solace in the warmth and wetness of her cunt and not just that, her mouth too.

She has the perfect mouth and I wanted to feel just how warm the inside of her mouth would be, I wanted to feel her uvula tickle my cock while she gagged and choked on it.

“Aren’t you going to sign it? You agreed to be my slut, didn’t you?” I probed, smirking as I bit my lower lip but her eyes kept boring into mine.

The appeal was devastating as a slander delicate thread began to form between us and the significance to the visual exchange became even deeper and stronger.

“Dick.” She muttered before turning her back against me, giving me a view of her perfect ass as she placed the paper on the wall and signed it as quickly as possible before throwing it back at me.

With her, disrespect feels heavenly and she could pull my heart right out and I still wouldn’t be able to find it in me to do anything to her.

She could walk all over me and I’d forgive her.

Handing the paper back to Yvette, I waved my hand and she walked out, leaving me alone with the woman that could potentially be the end of me.

“I have never met anyone as evil as you!” She said through gritted teeth and I only shrugged as I got closer to her, wanting to feel her body against mine.

“DEVIL!” She spat on my face, causing me to halt in my tracks as I cleaned her spit off before taking the last step that would bring me so close to her that I could feel her breath against my chest, surging through every other part of my body.

“If I had a penny for every time I’ve been called that, Mama.” I leaned into her, feeling her breath on my neck as my dick begged to be released from my pants.

I wanted to smell her even more, I wanted to dig my teeth into her neck like a werewolf about to mark its mate but I settled for taking in her cinnamon sweetness.

Holding my gun to her head, she froze as she stared at me, the fear visible in her eyes but she was doing everything in her power to make sure that I couldn’t see it.

I slid the gun down as slowly as I could, moving a loose tendril of the hair that had fallen on her face to the back of her ear with the muzzle of my gun before sliding it back down.

The coldness of the metal must have rendered her immobile as she stood still but I could still hear her breath catching, her body shaking and her teeth gritting before her lips parted.

“You know, it’s been so long since I last had fun,” I whispered into her ear and despite the fear that was arousing to me, she couldn’t hold back the wanton moan that drove me out of my mind.

“But I know for sure that I’ll have so much fun breaking you,” I continued, my tongue nibbling on her earlobe before trailing a wet path down to her neck.

There’s now a contract binding us, I can do whatever I want with her body because it’s mine now.

“I’ll have so much fun bringing you to your knees, Maeve.” I finished about the same time the muzzle of my gun touched her pussy and my mouth covered her neck, causing her to moan even louder than she’d been doing.

Realizing what she’d done, she bit her lip in regret as she looked up at me. I couldn’t possibly miss her flare of temper as she pushed me away, glaring at me with intense hatred.

“You can try, Enzo De-Luca,” she challenged and I could swear that I felt my cock release a teeny bit of cum as her eyes peered deeper into mine, “but I won’t be broken so easily!” She finished.

Her breathing paced, her anger becoming a scalding fury as her brown eyes clawed me like talons while I licked her juice off the muzzle.

“Why don’t you let me decide that?”