Chapter TWENTY-SIX.

ENZO DE-LUCA.

The room fell silent and what seemed to be a thickened tension prevailed between us. I waited for her to say something because I might have taken something really special away from her but she looked too stunned to say anything.

“M— Maeve?” I called her and her reaction told me that I’d just jolted her out of the thoughts that she was already lost in.

She would look everywhere else but not at me. My stomach tightened and I began to hate myself, why did I do something so stupid before asking her first.

I’ve never been with a virgin and I should have known she was one before forcing my third finger in when it’s clear how tight she was.

“Are you okay?” I asked, taking a step closer to her and that was when she looked at me. Her eyelashes batted as she blinked.

She opened her mouth but it went back to forming a thin line as she rubbed her temple, a small smile formed on her lips and I felt my heart tighten as I watched her.

“I— I’m fine,” she finally responded, her eyes ligh