Enzos voice was a dark whisper , tinged with menance . "You disobeyd me baby", he murmured ,his eyes burning with intensity.
(It's time for punishment )
Elena's heart raced as she met his gaze, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins "...
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It's been almost a week since the incident at the office, and ever since, I've been trying to avoid Enzo. The sexual tension between us is incredibly high, and I don't want to cross any lines. I want to maintain a professional relationship with him, so I've been doing my best to keep my distance.
I confided in Sophie about everything, and she advised me to avoid him. "It's Enzo Moretti we're talking about," she had said. "It's just an attraction, a physical thing. You'll end up getting hurt if you let yourself get too close to him."
Her words echoed in my mind, and I decided to take her advice to heart. I needed to avoid Enzo for my own sake.
Today, as I was heading back home, a weird sense of foreboding washed over me. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen. My gut was trying to warn me about something, but I didn't know what.
When I reached my home and opened the door, a shiver ran down my spine. I looked around, feeling as if someone was watching me. It wasn't just a passing glance; it was a gaze that made me feel uncomfortable and scared. I quickly went inside and locked the door behind me.
I went to my room and changed, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling. But as I did, I couldn't help but think about Enzo. Despite my resolve to avoid him, he was always on my mind. The connection between us was undeniable, but I had to stay strong. I couldn't let my feelings jeopardize everything.
As I sat on my bed, i felt a sense of impending doom. My heart started racing . I went downstairs to get a glass of water, hoping to calm myself down. As I was in the kitchen, pouring myself a glass, a knock on the door startled me. My heart raced , something felt off. I went to the door and hesitated for a moment. The knocking grew louder and more insisted.
I opened the door cracked and saw two guys standing there. Panic surged through me as I tried to shut the door, but they forced their way in.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" I demanded my voice trembling .They were tall and imposing, their appearances suggesting they were Mexicans. Fear gripped me.
One of the man spoke to the other. "Grab her and take her with us."
"Leave me alone, what do you want?" I shouted, struggling against the man's grip. He grabbed my arm , and I fought to break free. I kicked him hard in the groin, and he released me, groaning in pain. I took off running, adrenaline fueling my movements.
They chased me into the kitchen, and i grabbed a glass , throwing it at one of them. It shattered against his head causing blood to stream down his face. I continued to run, my heart pounding. They were relentless.
One man caught up to me, and grabbed me by my neck. I twisted my arm and kicked him in the stomach, sending him reeling. The other man lunged at me, and I pushed him into the wall. The house was a mess, items scattered everywhere from the struggle.
