“He told me I was useless. That I was nothing but a body,” I whisper. Enzo shakes his head before leaning into me.
“I don’t see that, Tessa. I can’t explain what I see but it’s not uselessness. There’s something inside of you, something exciting and real. I don’t think you see that in yourself.”
“Why are you saying this to me?” Enzo licks his lips and blows out a breath.
“I don’t know.” Before I can question him further, he leans in and kisses me. His lips are warm and this kiss is harder than earlier. Each swipe of his tongue has my body responding. In seconds, he has me on my back, pressing between my thighs as his lips work magic on mine. All thoughts are let in the darkness where they belong. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing right now but just feeling Lorenzo near me feels right.
“So beautiful,” he whispers, pressing light kisses down my neck. I moan just as he slips his cock into me. My hands move on their own, wrapping around his back pulling him closer. I can’t explain the way I feel when he’s inside of me. His hips move, my body tingles. Each thrust feels like a new feeling. I arch my back, digging my nails into his back. Enzo growls, picking up his pace.
“Enzo!” I scream his name as he sits up and really takes me rougher. Pain shoots through me but God does it feel so good. The hurt, the way he makes it pain into pleasure. He grabs my nipple and squeezes hard. My body tenses, a wave of euphoria shooting through me. I come, clenching and squeezing him. I feel him swell just as he finishes behind me. I’m panting for breath, needing the air when he pulls out and rolls onto the bed next to me.
“I don’t know why I can’t last long with you,” he whispers softly.
“Me either.” My eyes grow heavy as sleep calls to me but I don’t want to sleep. I want to think. I need to figure out a way out of this. Enzo’s hand comes to rest on my thigh and I sigh. Not long after his breathing evens out. I force myself to stay awake and once I’m satisfied that he’s asleep, I slowly scoot to the edge of the bed. I reach for the drawer on the side table and pull it open slowly. Just like I thought, there’s a gun inside. I almost roll my eyes at how easy that was. Pulling it free, I flip the safety and climb to my knees. I watch Enzo’s chest rise and fall slowly in his sleep. Lying there, he looks so damn gorgeous. It would a shame to kill someone that has done nothing to me and looks as good as he does. Then it hits me. He never gave me a name. I curse under my breath and climb off the bed. Pacing the room for a second, I scratch my head with the barrel of the gun. I need his name. I need that bastards name!
I’ll make him tell him. If he doesn’t, I’ll shoot his ass. I can do that. I know I can. Walking slowly back over to the bed, I stand right next to his head. Placing the barrel against his temple, I kick the mattress to wake him.
“Enzo?” I say his name. He doesn’t move. “Enzo?” A little louder. That’s when things turn bad for me. In a flash, Enzo has the gun out of my hand, grabs me and flips me onto the bed. His hard cock between my legs causes me to gasp but when he brings the gun to my head, I freeze.
“One thing you will learn about the Ricci family is not everything is as it seems. You may be smart, Tessa but you haven’t lived in this world for as long as I have,” he says thrusting his cock against me. I don’t want my body to respond but the bitch does. I can feel myself getting wetter by the second.
“I need his name, Lorenzo.”
“What for? Did you mistake the part that you are now mine? Did I not make that clear enough?” The seriousness in his tone sends a chill down my spine. I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this. At least that’s what I’m telling myself. Enzo thrusts against me once more and a small sound escapes me.
“Just tell me his name,” I say grinding my teeth. I want his name. I need to record it to memory so that when the time comes and I can get the hell out of here, I can take that asshole down.
“Not a chance. You should really relax, Tessa. You aren’t going anywhere until I say you can.” With that he pulls the gun from my head and moves to the table on the other side of the bed. I hear him set the gun down, the clink as it hit the table unmistakable but so are the next sounds I hear. Hand cuffs.
“You might be kinky and all but I don’t like cuffs,” I tell him. His chuckle is deep and dark and vibrates through my body. Shit, this isn’t good. Enzo turns to face me with the cuffs in hand and a smile on his face.
“Although I can run on very little sleep, I am tired tonight. I plan on getting some rest,” he says moving toward me. Yeah, like hell I will be cuffed again. I scramble off the bed and back away from him. He comes toward me, a predator stalking its prey. His eyes light up when he sees the fight in mine.
“Don’t do this,” I say trying to keep him back.
“You don’t listen. You have trouble remembering our agreement,” he adds.
“Enzo,” I whisper his name in a sexy tone hoping that will do the trick. His features change, darken as I look at him. His hand slowly lowers with the cuffs as I step toward him.
“You are so beautiful, Tessa. Why would any man want to hurt you?” He says keeping his eyes on mine.
“You want to hurt me?” When I’m close enough, I rest my hand on his chest. Enzo sucks in a breath at the contact.
“No. Not in the way they did.”
“Do you want me, Enzo?” I’ll play into his desires. I know how men work. I’ve been playing them for years now. Enzo’s free hand comes up and cups my cheek. I lean into his touch.
I don’t know how the man moves so quick but before I can blink I’m being lifted off the floor, tossed onto the bed and cuffed to the bedpost.
“What the hell?” I scream loudly. Enzo chuckles as he walks to the dresser, grabbing a pair of shorts out and slipping them on.
“Did you really think you could use sex against me? Do you think I’m that stupid?”
“Most men are,” I mumble.
“You met your match with me, Tessa. The only time I will be between those sexy little thighs is when I want to be. You won’t win against me.” His eyes tell the truth. I couldn’t win against him if I tried. I huff and roll my naked body onto my side ignoring him. I feel the bed shift as he climbs back in. Then I feel his lips as he presses a kiss to the back of my shoulder and pulls the blanket over me.
“Sleep, Tessa.”
Chapter Sixteen
Enzo
“Where are we with Rozano?” My father asks as I sit in the chair across from him.
“No closer than before. Why?” I can tell something is wearing on him and I have to find out what.
“There’s been somethings happening that I didn’t bring up with you.”
“What things?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees as I listen.
“The ports in California were bombed,” he says not looking at me.
“Excuse me? What do you mean they were bombed?” I rise to my feet knowing that this is a situation that requires our attention. Not one to be swept under the rug by him.
“Just as I said! They were bombed. You will need to go and see what’s happening,” he says waving his hand through the air as if to dismiss me.