Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
I’ll see to it that he receives the maximum punishment possible for his involvement in this.
But right now, my focus is getting Evangeline back home and safe. Everything else can be dealt with later.
6
EVANGELINE
I spend the drive back curled up on Enzo’s lap while he gives the full report to my father. I listen to his heartbeat instead of the conversation, head resting against his chest, the soothing thump thump of the steady rhythm helping me relax.
Relief doesn’t begin to describe the way I feel as we pull up to the house. The threats are truly gone, and, even better, I’ll never have to deal with Ben ever again. I’m so glad that Enzo’s okay. It’s unreal, though I can’t deny the urge I have to inspect every inch of him to ensure that there really is no other injury I can’t see yet.
I meant what I said to my father when I kissed Enzo in front of him.
I love him. I don’t care if it’s crazy to be in love with my bodyguard when we’ve only been together like this for such a short amount of time, but I’ve spent months wanting him and all that longing has collected into a pool of love so deep I don’t think it ends.
Enzo is everything I want.
I go to move to exit the car, but Enzo tightens his grip on me and carries me, tucked up in his arms bridal style, all the way into the house. I glance back to see what my Dad’s doing and find him standing with Ian, obviously discussing what the hell they’re going to do with Ben and the others. I don’t doubt the cops will be here soon, and I hope I don’t have to talk to them.
Enzo already gave a short statement at the cabin, so I cross my fingers that we can have some time together before we have to deal with anything else. I want to forget Ben exists for a bit, to stay wrapped up in Enzo and reassure myself he’s truly okay for as long as I can.
He seems to think the same because he carries me straight up to my room and locks the door behind us. I cling to him as he settles us both on the bed, unwilling to let him go even for a second.
“You promise me you’re okay?” I ask quietly, running my hands over him, everywhere I can touch.
Enzo smiles at me. “Promise, princess.” His deep voice sends shivers through me. “Nothing could take me away from you.”
I moan a little at that, loving the promise in his words. “I’ve wanted this, wanted you, for so long.” My hands slip beneath his shirt, needing these stupid clothes out of the way. “I meant what I said back at the cabin. I don’t want things to go back to how they were before.”
The feral sound that rumbles from Enzo’s throat can only be described as a growl. His hand winds through my hair, holding my face at an angle, his lips skimming mine when he speaks.
“You’re mine, Evangeline, do you understand?” he says darkly, entrancing me. “Mine to protect. Mine to care for. Mine to love. Forever.”
He seals the declaration with a kiss, stealing the air from my lungs and claiming my mouth as thoroughly as he’s claimed my heart. I melt against him, clinging to him, needing everything he can give me. I want to show him just how much I love him, how grateful I am for him protecting me the way he has, and I want him to prove to me that I’m his with his body the way he did with his words.
“Take those clothes off and show me what’s mine, princess,” Enzo orders, and I jump to obey him.
“Now your turn,” I purr and crawl back over to him after shedding my clothes, naked and drenched with need. I flatten my hands over his chest, wanting to see and kiss and touch the rippled planes of muscle beneath.
Enzo smirks at me as I undress him, practically drooling over his body as I throw his clothes to the floor where mine are. I moan when I finally have him naked before me, cheeks heating in embarrassment that the sound slipped out when I definitely meant for it to stay trapped in my throat, but that tiny edge of humiliation only makes my blood run hotter. My gaze catches on his cock, admiring him fully. Like everything else about him, it’s huge and perfect. My thighs squeeze together, and I lick my lips, feeling myself grow wetter.
“Come here, princess,” Enzo says darkly.
I crawl closer, up over his body so I’m straddling his hips, hands braced on his chest. The position presses my pussy right against his thick, hard-as-steel cock and I shudder. My hips move automatically, trying to grind myself against him. My clit rubs against his length, and I bite my lip, nails digging into his chest as pleasure sparks through me.