All Chapters of In My Godfather’s Bed : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Tabitha: The next day was the launch of the RL350.3. I had met up with Tristain yesterday to check out how things were going with the event planning. Our PR team was on it, making ads, getting influencers to talk about our Launch and the RL350.3. It was going to be very big and this was my first big event. The engineers had added new features to the car and I had seen presentations on it but Enzo and his COO Hutson were the one to have seen the car physically and tried it out. Enzo and I had been so swamped with work in the last two days that the only thing we did together was eat. The boundaries we had both agreed on were working fine, maybe a little too much, because we’d had sex just twice and after that I was back to my room and I missed the feel of his body on mine and so badly wanted to go back to his room, but that would be fooling myself. It was mid morning, and I sat on my chair behind my desk which was right beside Enzo’s office as I worked on the second invitation I was s

Tabitha: “Hey,” he leaned in to kiss me on my forehead, but I pulled back, avoiding any contact with him. I grabbed my iPad and my laptop and climbed down the kitchen stool, ready to head to my room. “Tabitha…” He drawled, hands grabbing me. “Have to go to bed, Enzo. The launch is tomorrow and I need to get up early.” I pulled back. “Let’s talk, you’re leaving and I just arrived. Have you had dinner? ” My laptop and iPad were pressed to my chest. “You would have a problem and a heart attack if I left without a word or information, but here you are walking in like you hadn’t done that to me.” “Tabitha..” he drew my name slowly, his hand grabbing me but I yanked his hands off me. “You not only didn’t inform me like you expect me to do with you, you also had lunch with Miss Bolden when you already planned lunch with me, Enzo.” I took a step backwards, my eyes slowly filling with tears. I’d hated that he’d made me feel like I was some random secretary even if that was exactly how

Enzo: Tabitha was feisty this morning, she hated to hear about Natasha Bolden just as I hated to hear about Clyde or any other guy she was talking with. We headed out and the moment we were out of the chef’s view and into the elevator, I was slamming her back to the metal wall and was claiming her lips, hard, hot and fast. She kissed back, her mouth in mine, sucking and licking. Tabitha dug her hand into my hair as we kissed in the elevator as she grew breathless. She just had to wear a fucking jean. “Ahhh.” She moaned, hand in my hair, mouth against mine, warm breath fanning against my nose as we held ourselves together in a kiss. And suddenly she pulled back, her hand pushing my chest away until I was away from her. “Mia Cara..” I muttered “Enzo, people might see us.” She sighed, arranging her hair and her clothes back. “I don’t care if people can see us, let them look. You are mine.” I tried to touch her but she pulled back. “Maybe you do not care if people saw us togethe

Tabitha:I grabbed the dress and walked out of the changing room. Enzo wasn’t waiting outside anymore. Who was I kidding? Did I really think that he was going to sit there and wait for me? He was probably really mad at me and was already waiting in the car. “Excuse me,”An attendant walked towards me with a smile on her face. “Did you like the dress? We still have more options if you are willing to look…”“No, thank you.” I cut her off with a smile. “This one is perfect.”“Lovely,” she replied, beaming harder. She looked exhausted, but I was impressed at how well she was hiding it. We walked to check out, and Enzo was there. I knew he saw me walk in, but he didn’t bat an eye or even raise his head to look at me. I said nothing. I put the dress on the counter and brought out my card as the lady bagged it for me. “No need to pay,” she said, stopping me. “The kind man already paid for you. Here you go.”My face burned red. Enzo still didn’t look up at me. How did he even know the pri

Enzo: I adjusted my shoulders and took a deep breath. I couldn't say that I was surprised. Natasha wasn’t one to be shy in her request. She has asked me for much more absurd things in the past than this. “As a couple, you say? I repeated calmly. Her face flushed gently and briefly, and she opened the door wider. “I told you that this was something that we had to talk about inside. Now, will you oblige?” We had about forty-five minutes before the launch started. “Alright. But this has to be brief. We need to get to the launch on time.” “Trust me, she smiled, making space for me to pass through the doorway. “I won't waste a second of your time.” The door closed gently, and I was in her living room. A wide space, decorated with flowers and lush indoor plants. The skylight was open, and natural light filled the living room, giving it a beautiful natural look to her thriving plants. “Now, about the couple thing.–” She reached for a glass on the centre table, poured