GYPSY'S POVEnzo's forest green eyes are like magnets, pulling me in. They arrest my attention, making me all too aware of his need for me registered, in the intensity of his gaze, in the quickening of his breath, in the slow, hesitant advancement of his lips.A desire that mirrors mine so perfectly.His hand falls on the small of my back, pulling me flush against him yet careful enough to not hurt my wound. My legs feel like they are turning to jelly, so unstable as his lips draw closer to mine.“You still have time to stop me, Bellissima. Just say the word and I'll stop.” He breathes heavily.I don't say anything. I don't have to. I want him to kiss me as much as he wants to kiss me and that is very evident.Our lips are just a second away from touching, just a centimeter apart and...“Are you guys al...”Dante's voice is the perfect jolt. Our heads snap in the direction of the door where said man is standing with his mouth hanging open.He seems to snap out of the shock after a mom
GYPSY'S POV"Are you okay? You suddenly look pale." Dante says calmly, strolling into the kitchen. Is he mocking me with that concern or it's just my disconcerted mind playing tricks on me? Fuck, did he hear my conversation with Falcon?I straightened her spine, clearing my throat and shaking my head as I try to regain my ruffled composure. Trying hard not to feel panicked."I.. I am... Of course, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I bem" I put on a smile that feels so damn plastic on my own face.Fuck, I've fucked up haven't I? I've ruined my mission just after barely starting it. My game is over.The silence that follows is even more disconcerting. During that brief time, I feel like Dante is searing me with his very gaze. When I can't take it anymore, I turn to the fridge in the kitchen and pretend to be getting some water.I expect him to be gone by the time I turn around, but no. He is still standing there, and he is showing me something on his phone. It's a picture. A picture of a woma
ENZO'S POVI pause, examining Dante's face to make sure he's being serious. "What? What are you talking about?""Here me out. So while we were watching you and Zeke play, she received a notification and she suddenly tensed. When she got up and left, I wanted to check up on her so I was following her when her phone rang and she hurried to the kitchen. I heard her talking in a very cryptic way and she called whoever was on the other end 'Sir'. Don't you find that suspicious?"I grimace, wondering why he's taken that word so seriously. "So what? It could be her father or...""Which would mean she's a goddamn liar because she's supposed to have no family, remember?" Dante point out."Bring your voice the fuck down." I grit out. I don't want to risk Gypsy hearing us discussing this. "It could be a man she met at the supermarket, or even her previous boss. You don't have to work for someone to call that person 'sir'."Dante's mouth drops open, his eyes taking my face in like I'm outta my m
GYPSY'S POV“I TRUSTED YOU. I FUCKING LET YOU INTO MY HOME AND YOU BETRAY ME. GET THE FUCK OUT. GET OUT! NOW! I FUCKING HATE YOU!”I startle awake from Enzo's screams in my nightmare. It takes me a while to finally steady my breathing, staring at the ceiling and tracing every nuances in it. But even breathing exercises can't dispel the anxiety that runs through my body, making me shiver.The same anxiety that's kept me up for most of the night, my mind wild with unsettling thoughts. What if Dante has told Enzo what he heard? What if Enzo now suspects me? What did Dante hear in the first place?I will myself to calm down. Surely, if Dante has told Enzo anything, I wouldn't be lying in this bed. I'd properly be bamboozled with questions if not kicked out.Glancing at the clock on the wall, I realize it's thirty two minutes past five in the morning and sigh. I only managed to have two hours of sleep.I suddenly feel the urge for some coffee. Hopefully, that is going to strip some of my
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
ENZO'S POVI watch Gypsy as she walks out of my gym, leaving me rendered with so much desire burning through my veins that I think I might combust from it.Fuck! I curse under my breath as I look down at my dick poking through my shorts, completely dissatisfied. I don't think I've ever been this hard in my life.Walking towards a rack, I grab my towel and wipe the combination of my sweat and Gypsy's cum from face, savouring the taste of her arousal on my tongue.Her pussy was tight, my tongue had felt it. It's obviously been a long time she she slept with anyone.That thought pleases me more than it should.I sigh, knowing I could've easily changed that. It'd taken every ounce of self control in my body not to make love to her once I looked into her eyes as it'd scanned my body and saw the emotion blazing there.Lust. Pure unadulterated lust.But no. I had to control myself.Her ribs haven't healed and I was afraid I would end up hurting her because I've never been known to be tame in
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
GYPSY'S POVMrs. Mehra. No. Not Mrs. Mehra. She's a good person. She's innocent. She hasn't done anything wrong.I almost blurt those words out as if Falcon is in front of me to hear them.How? How did that devil even know what was going on? How did he even find out that I was planning to tell Enzo the truth? Is this place bugged? Has he been listening to us this whole time?“Gypsy.” Enzo's baritone pulls me out of my mental turmoil. “Are you okay? What do you mean by you're not who I think you are?”Clicking the power button of my phone I shove it back into my pocket and look up. Taking a deep breath, I'm met with green pools that are filled with curiosity and concern, and I nearly break down again.Yes, I knew Enzo wouldn't forgive me even if I told him the truth, but at least it would've eased the burden of guilt I'm carrying. I was finally gathering the courage to run away.But of course, the devil had to come in and destroy everything.It takes every smidgen of control within