"I would sacrifice pieces of my flesh and still be considered selfish for not giving my heart."
"E-Enzo. I-" I was cut off with an ass slap. I couldn't even get a sentence out, he let out a dark chuckle.
"Merda, are you breaking? Am I breaking you...
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"Can you get my bags, I think I left them in the room," I said to Enzo, I was by the front door with my phone in my hand. I was visiting my mom for the first time in years, I had a financial problem so I couldn't take the flight to go and see her. "They're already on the way to the jet." He spoke.
I felt his presence warm up among me, his hands traveled around my waist. I turned around meeting his dark gaze, his eyes were halfway opened and his hair was slicked back. I broke contact once my mom texted back.
"Great! I can't wait to see you, my love." Message sent to Adora.
I smiled and placed my phone in my purse, "Ready?" He asked opening the door for me. I nodded as we both walked outside to the car, my mind was scattered. I spent my days planning out my attack on Urban, I was sure everything was going to plan.
I laid back onto the seat after turning the radio up, "How long will we be staying?" He said. His head was on the headrest, "Just for two days, I want to introduce you." I said looking at the sun rising.
We had gotten up pretty early this morning, we were packing to go see my mom. I figured since Urban was released from jail my mom would need to be with someone, plus it's been a while since I've seen her.
Suddenly the car stopped, it looked like we were in the middle of nowhere, but that's because we were in the queue of where his private jet was, he got out of the car making his way to my side. Enzo was such a heaven-sent man, his slicked-back hair, his formal wear.
He opened the door for me, foot first out the door I looked around and stretched. His men were grabbing our luggage, he walked over to the men flying the jet. He seemed to know them on a personal level.
It was kind of awkward just standing there, I took out a mirror and re-applied my lipgloss. It was cold but warm outside, so I decided to wear a cropped white sweater with a black bow around the collar and a mid-length white skirt with a wool texture just like the sweater, I had on black ankle-strapped heels that had a medium-sized bow on both backs of the heels.
Other than sitting around Enzo's house like a damn doll, I tried to make myself useful, but of course, he had his men and Adele to do it all for me. I was thinking of starting my own designer company.
Im always skilled at putting together outfits, and since I have all the time in the world, I've started to make my own clothes again. Well, most of the time. After putting on my lipgloss, I walked next to Enzo.
It sounded like his his conversation was beginning to come to an end, as I waited I felt eyes on me, but they weren't Enzo's. My head turned to the left as one of the guards from the jet was eyeing me down.
Even though Enzo would beat the crap out of someone just for looking at me the wrong way, I knew I could handle myself, I was more than capable. There was nothing I hated more than a man who stared but didn't say anything.
