GYPSY'S POVSensations zap across my nerve endings, vibrating through my nipples. I know my nipples are poking through my nightwear, but I'm too embarrassed to look down and yet too aroused to even care.“Gypsy.”A low growl from Enzo. Fuck, just when I thought he couldn't say my name any more sexily.I meet his eyes again as he slowly makes his way towards me, breaching the distance between us.“Gypsy...”“Enzo...” my head is spinning, the sheer arousal I'm feeling making my knees buckle.Enzo's palm touches my cheek, caressing slowly. “You don't know the things I want to do to you.”“Why don't you?” I'm not exactly sure what I'm thinking with right now. My brain or my pussy.The same pussy which clenches as we're still staring at each other, forcing me to press my thighs together to soothe the ache. Enzo's eyes follow my movement.His nostril flare, and his eyes blaze even further. “Fuck.”Within a second he's in front of me. Slipping his left hand behind my head, his mouth descend

Tension..stunned silence.You could hear a pin drop without even bothering to listen. Enzo's head was reeling, Gypsy's words echoing over and over in his head.Because he raped me. Because he raped me.Anger like Enzo had never felt in a fucking long time, surged through his veins, causing him to bunch his fingers into a fist as images he'd rather do without played in his mind like a horror movie.Gypsy on the floor, screaming, crying for help...Growling, he stepped in front of Gypsy and held her arm, feeling a surge of murderous antagonism for the man who'd dared to touch her without her consent.“Gypsy, who the hell is he?” He asks in a barely controlled outburst.But she didn't look at him. She probably didn't hear him talking. Her face was a mask of weariness, her eyes emotionless. The blue irises looked void as they stared at the floor.“You don't know anything about me.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, tired. “You don't know what I've been through, how I've survived. You s

Enzo rested his forehead against hers, sweet, delicious sensations he hadn't felt since Gianna coursing through him like never before. It was intense, strong yet intoxicating. And he was in love with this new feeling. It was like he'd been reborn. It was energizing. For the past two years, anger and hatred was all he'd ever been capable of feeling. He'd drowned himself in work all day long and if he ever happened to have a free time, thoughts of betrayal occupied his brain immediately which was why he'd joined the fighting arena. But now, there was an additional emotion to what he was used to and though it scared the living daylights out of him, he couldn't say he didn't like itStruggling to restrict his growing feelings for Gypsy had actually done the opposite, and now he knew he was falling for this woman.His chest tightened the longer Gypsy stayed silent. He pulled his forehead from hers to look into her eyes, them cradled her face in his palms.“Enzo...” Her eyes brightened,

AUTHOR'S POVGypsy lay still, very still. Her mind reeled with a combination of so much shock, disappointment, and anger that she didn't even know the core emotion.Gianna.Was that it? All this while, every time they had a passionate moment, was Enzo always thinking of Gianna? Imagining that she was his dead wife? Her heart sinking, she braced her palm against Enzo's chest and tried to nudge him away, her mouth no longer responding to Enzo's.It took him some seconds to register her sudden resistance. With his hand on the sand, he lifted himself off her a bit to look at her face. Her emotions must've been obvious because his brows creased in alarm.“Princess, what's wrong? What happened?”“Get off me, Enzo.” She gritted out, more out of misery than anger.“Hey?” He tried to cup her cheek but she turned her head before his palm could touch her. “What did I do? Gypsy, I thought you were enjoying this as much as I was. What did I do?”“You... You called me Gianna.” Her heart squeezed a

GYPSY'S POVI stare at Enzo, completely dumbfounded. I blink several times, words getting stuck in my throat. Is he really serious?"You don't need to give me an answer right away, princessa. You're not even obliged to agree. He said this was the best course of action but he didn't say other options wouldn't work. We can go with the other options.” Enzo explains in a rush.I still continue to stare at him, dumbfounded. He sighs and cups my cheek in his hand, causing a shiver to run through me.“We're doing this for Zeke, Gypsy. Our marriage doesn't have to mean anything.” Enzo says. ”It'll just be a contract that can help you secure the custody of your son, and we can get divorced right after. But like I said, it isn't necessary. We'll go with whatever you decide.”He hesitantly puts his arm around me and pulls me closer. I let out a shaky breath, leaning in to his touch."Take all the time you need to think about it yeah?" He whispers and I can only nod, my throat feeling so dry from