6. More than enough

Kyla Eva 

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I am feeling overwhelmed and cannot handle the situation anymore.

"Stop, hon! I-I'm fine. I don't need a massage." I pulled my feet from him immediately.

"Don't be silly, hon. I'm the doctor here, and I know what I'm doing." He smiles, bites his lower lip, and looks at me seductively.

Oh my God! I felt like my heart was going to pop out of my chest. I swallowed hard as he slowly caressed my feet and slowly put them back on his lap. My grip tightened on the cup that I was holding.

I'm good at faking myself but the heck, sleeping with him in one bed is a big no for me.

Oh, dear God! Please give me strength so that I can make it through the night. I hope it will be three days tomorrow, and this will be over, but no, it's not! I still have two days to go.

I shifted my focus and sipped the warm milk he had prepared for me. Though my eyes were fixed on the TV, I made an effort to listen to it attentively. But no matter how much I wanted to ignore him, I couldn't. The way Enzo moves his fingers around my feet already drives me crazy.

What am I going to do? Should I pretend that I am sleepy? Yes, that's right!

I slowly put my cup on the bedside table and pretend to shut my eyes. I took a deep breath, trying to relax, but my body jerked when I felt his hand on my leg.

Oh, God, help! I don't think that will work, either.

"How are you feeling, hon?" He massages my feet, and they go up now.

"I-I good, hon. Thank you. That will do."

Enzo stopped and smiled sweetly. He then noticed that my cup was empty. He got up, took my cup, and walked to the sink nearby. My eyes followed him, adoring him sweetly.

Besides being a Paediatrician, Enzo never forgets to take care of himself. I have always admired his impeccable posture, where all the muscles align perfectly. I haven't seen him work out, or do I think he even goes to the gym? I don't think so, but I guess he has his way of keeping himself healthy like that.

"Lie down, honey. I will give you a full body massage to help ease your pain." He looked at me seductively again, and my heart pounded hard.

What? A full body massage? Is he. . . No way!

I blinked my eyes in a hurry, as Enzo was already in front of me. I felt reddish. My face flushed in heat, and I couldn't think straight.

"Uhm, I-I'm alright!" Instantly, my hands rose on their own, creating a boundary.

"M-My tummy is still sore," I pouted, acting like a little kitten. "Massaging my whole body won't help. I will just sleep."

He laughed a little and sat down beside me. "I know, baby. That's why I want to give you a clean massage to ease your pain," he said, planting a little kiss on my shoulder.

My eyes widened. That kiss was enough to wake me up. It was like little tingling sparkles traveled all through me. I shut my eyes and swore enough in silence.

Why is he doing it so hard for me? He is so sweet, loving, kind, and very considerate of everyone's feelings. This is my weakness. Enzo has all the qualities I want in a man, and turning him down is hard.

Okay. I can do this.

"Only my feet, hon. It's more than enough for me. You also need a rest. We had a big day together."

"Are you sure about that?" His eyes soften with sweetness.

"Yes, s-sure." I bit my lower lip. I've been stammering countless tonight, feeling tense at this moment. I need to get a grip and act like my twin sister, Kylie.

"I'm so happy that we are finally together."

I felt frozen the moment Enzo hugged him tightly. His warm embrace comforted me and loosened up the tension in my body.

"Enzo. . ."

My mouth parted when I felt the tingling sensation around me. Enzo kissed the side of my neck as he hugged me tightly. His hand came down to hold mine, and I smiled.

"Are you happy?"

I nodded sweetly. In all honestly, yes, I am happy.

"That's good. Then, that's all it matters."

Enzo is sweet, loving, and kind—a Paediatrician with a heart design to love the poor. Kids are too close to his heart. He does much community work without anything in return and loves to go further places that need a doctor for a mission.

He's the complete opposite of my twin sister, Kylie. She's wicked, evil at times, and heartless. She doesn't deserve him!

My hand fisted into a ball, thinking of Kylie. I'm angry. Why did I even agree to this? I was only hurting myself more.

Enzo's lips landed on my shoulder again. His hand caressed my hand, playing with my fingers like a massage. I smiled a little bit. It eases all my worries.

"Why do you always cover your wrist, hon?" Enzo's finger slowly undid the ribbon around my wrist.

I gasped and instantly let go of his grip. "No, hon! I don't want you to see it." I swallowed hard as we stared.

The ribbon garment had become loose, so I wrapped it back around my wrist, hoping Enzo wouldn't notice what was beneath it.

"I don't want you to see this. Don't you like it? It's my trademark as Kylie, Enzo. I just cannot remove it without permission from the company that pays me more than I need. It's my job, honey." I plastered a smile and tied them up tightly.

Of course, it's a lie. Kylie's trademarks have ribbons, garments, or anything around the wrist, and I need to do the same. That's another secret of Kylie that I only knew.

When I first started to substitute for Kylie, I noticed that Enzo was very meticulous. That's why I am careful. I should be acting like Kylie now, but the heck, I forgot.

"I noticed you're not wearing the engagement ring I gave you, hon? You didn't even notice the gift I have for you. It's on top of that table." His head pointed in that direction, and I looked at it.

"Oh?"

But what worries me is the engagement ring. I don't have it with me. Kylie didn't give it to me. She had it, alright! She's wearing it and not me.

My goodness, me! I need to make an alibi quickly.

"Uhm, I left it at home, hon. I was in a hurry and excited to come to the Island for the wedding and forgot our engagement ring. I always remove all metal from my body before tanning in my home machine." I gritted my teeth with a smile. This was the only excuse I could think of at the moment.

"That's fine. It doesn't matter," he said and kissed my hand.

"What about that? Aren't you going to open it?" he continued. Enzo's eyes are now on the golden luxury box of the Hermes brand.

"Oh. . . Then, I need to open it, right?"

Enzo stood up quickly and handed me the bag to open. My smile faded as I realized it cost over $200 million. It breaks my heart how Enzo buys everything Kylie wants. She doesn't deserve anything from Enzo at all!

I composed myself and wrapped them back into its package. "Hon, I don't want this anymore. You can return it."

His brows narrowed, looking confused at me.

"You can still return it, right?" I sweetly smile.

He nodded and took a deep breath. He even holds my hand.

"Hon, the price is not an issue. . . It's okay. It's my gift for you."

I shook my head, and our eyes locked. I could see Enzo's heart, and it was melting mine.

"Hon, I have too many bags already, and this is too much. You are enough, and that's all that matters now. I don't need any material things."

"You are enough as a gift, and I'm so lucky to have a husband like you, Enzo," I continued, looking bubbly at him.

"So, am I enough then?" He sensually whispered. The sexy look in his eyes leaps my heart.

I nodded. "Of course! You are more than enough. So, you better send it back to where you got this." I handed back the box, and he looked at it.

"Okay. I will give it back to Beauty. She told me yesterday I could hold it for twenty-four hours if you change your mind."

"That's great! Let's bring this back tomorrow to Beauty. I don't want that anymore," I said, shaking my head. He laughed.

"You are so cute today, darling, and I love how you are today. I miss you like this, and I'm shit scared of losing you in my life. I will do my best to make you happy, and I mean it, from here," he sweetly said, placing a hand on his chest.

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c.m. louden