"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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At that moment, I felt as If I felt everything on my body. I felt my hair raise, my heart beating out of my chest, I felt everything, I felt everything. What the actual fuck.
Turning my head, my eyes met Enzo. How did I not see him when I walked In? How come I didn't recognize his scent sooner, what should I do? My mouth fluttered open.
"Enzo," I said, my glance never leaving him, he got up and headed towards me, his tall frame, his beauty.
"I thought I lost you." He said wrapping his arms around my waist and one arm around my neck, falling Into his embrace I didn't know what to do or say.
I felt so nice being able to see him again, to be able to touch him, memories flushed back Into my head of that day, that dreadful day. I quickly pushed him off of me, "Don't touch me." I said sternly.
He looked confused, upset, hurt even. I don't care, I don't need to care, not for a man like him. "Adora, what happened." He said, looking down at me.
Having to think about that day made me gag a little, "I told you I'd always find you, fidanzato" He said with a slight smile.
I looked down at the ring he put on my finger, I would've taken It off, but I couldn't It meant so much to me. "What do you want from me Enzo," I said frowning my brows.
"I want you, I want you to come home with me." He said reaching his hand out for mine, I moved back a little with a grimaced look on my face.
"I would never come back, not after what you did. You're disgusting, you only ever think about yourself." I said a pit In my throat kept me from crying on the spot.
"Myself and you, I don't know what I did, but please. Come back to me, I'll do anything." He said In a pleading voice.
How could he act so well, how could he act like he didn't have sex with Marcia? That look on his face, was pure guilt. And the fact, he's still trying to cover himself to make him look like he did nothing Is sick.
"I won't have anything to do with you Enzo Grey, just leave me be," I said with a scowl covering my face. I began to walk near the exit of her room.
"I'll give you space, but that doesn't mean I won't stop watching you, that doesn't mean I won't be where you are. I'll always fucking find you, you're mine." He said.
Opening the door, I swallowed down the hurt I felt, I knew I'd never be safe, It hurt more because I knew I still loved him, It hurt because I knew this wasn't going to end well. There's always blood she'd In a war.
Splitting my eyes Into half, I realized something was wrong. I couldn't speak, my body felt as If It was running low and I was about to pass out, but I wasn't.
I turned around giving myself one last glance at him, I knew this wasn't going to be the last time I saw him, this was just the beginning.
I rushed out of her room and out the door closing It behind me, walking to the car I recalled everything he said to me In that room. Opening the door I sat down and huffed, tears streamed down my face.
