CHAPTER 7
My left arm goes automatically around Enzo the minute he lies on the bed next to me and he sucks in a deep breath.
My hand moves on its own accord, fingertips brushing along the contours and the ridges of his well-sculpted chest, and I can feel the vibrant power emanating from the muscles beneath it.
I pause my movement for a second to feel the throb of his heart and its beating furiously, at an insane speed.
I slowly run my fingers down to his abbs and when I try to get into his pants he quickly holds my hand captive with a single hand and he brings it to rest on his chest.
I try to pry from his tight grip but I end up wincing in pain.
Dude is strong as fuck.
I give up and I decide to use my tongue instead, he wi
He doesn't have the decency to ask if he can come inside. He just walks past me like he owns the entire place, leaving me at the doorstep.I feel the adrenaline surging through me and I am literally shaking with rage.My fists clenching and unclenching, so ready to punch something. My nostrils are flaring, my breaths rapid and my jaw is so set.I am trying really hard to bridle my temper right now and believe me, it is taking every ounce of myself control.I just want to pounce on his neck and choke the life out of him. I am so fucking tempted and I am afraid if I turn to look at him I won't have it in me to stop.Where in hell did he get the audacity to show up in my hotel room even after the pain that he has caused me?Not that it would have changed anything, but he should have at least given me time to heal.The wound is still fresh and so
"You will fucking pay for this, mother fucker!" Matt shouts, bumping the locked door from the outside.The sound of his voice makes me so sick and so disgusted."You should leave, sir." A guy I assume to be the bodyguard tells Matt politely."I will make you pay for humiliating me."Poor guy. He is such a wuss.I would never have the guts to face my wife if anyone humiliated me that way in her presence."I am so scared," Enzo says, not too loud and I chuckle."You should come with me!" The guy orders Matt."Don't you fucking touch me, I can find my way out." He shouts at him. "I am Matthew fucking Bryant and no one messes with a Bryant....." His voice drifts away and I heave a sigh of relief."So a Bryant is allowed to mess with anyone but not the other way round?"
I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling for a transient minute, then I train my eyes to my raised legs.I am lying on the cold marble floor half-naked, my legs are elevated above the heart's level using a few throw pillows and nanny is kneeling beside me.What the hell happened?"Thank God you are awake. I was going to dial 911." She tells me, placing her right hand on my forehead to feel my body temperature like I am suddenly two. "You gave me quite a scare."And she looks every bit of it. Scared, appalled, and shell-shocked.I shut my eyes tight to try and remember anything, something...Enzo dropped me a few minutes ago, I walked in the house and nanny helped me with the shopping bag and then everything else blurs."What happened?"My voice is a hoarse weak whisper.I feel so confused and
"I can't lose them, dad," I sob, shaking my head continuously. "I can't lose anyone else, granny died last month, and I don't want them to die on me too." My voice is shaky, doleful and so frail.God! I feel so broken, so fucking low, so overwhelmed, and I am so desperate for a miracle at the moment."You are not going to lose them, no one is going to die, love." He says, squeezing me incredibly closer and I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him so tight.It's been a pretty rough weekend for me and being enclosed in my dad's protective arms feels so good.This sense of security and love makes me feel so warm and safe.His embrace is my temporary haven."I am so broken, and if I lose mom or Kelly-""It is going to be fine, I assure you," Dad tells me and I smile despite everything.He is trying so har
“You have medical insurance for your car, right?” Dad asks hopefully.I exhale sharply and then I shake my head.I wouldn't be staring at this shitty paper in my hands so blankly, and the asshole wouldn't have paid the upfront since medical insurance covers everything.Okay, maybe not everything in such an expensive hospital but it would have covered at least half of the bill."Jo?" Dad calls, raising an eyebrow at me.“I haven't paid my monthly premium for the last three months, dad,” I say, raking my fingers through my hair and then I swallow dryly.If only I had let Matt help me clear my granny's hospital bill last month, I wouldn't be in such a fix right now.But I am independent as fuck and I really hate it when a man thinks that he can control me just because he is helping me with my bills.Matt struck me as that kind of a per
"Hey. Talk to me?" Rick snaps me out of my study and I heave a sigh as I turn to face him.He takes a few steps closer and leans on the guard rail, looking at me perceptively.He has all of his attention on me.I blink severally when tears well up in my already puffy eyes and I take a long deep breath."How urgent is surgery after an accident?" I ask, and the crack in my voice is back, I sound so desperate and low and very broken."It depends, what kind of surgery are we talking about?" He asks me and I shake my head."I have no idea." That twerp of a doctor didn't tell us shit. He was so arrogant and very ignorant. "Lets say major surgeries."He looks at me for a long second, like he is trying to read my mind and then he inhales sharply."There are several major surgeries," he pauses for a while, probably expecting me to add something t
I glance at the wall clock and I shoot up immediately.Fuck!It is seven in the fucking morning, I shouldn't be in bed.I hastily hop out and I stride straight to the bathroom for a cold shower.Five minutes later, I stroll out shivering like someone with a cold and I walk to my wardrobe, though I don't think I have any decent dress left. Kelly and Sky moved most of my things to Matt's place on my wedding eve.If only we knew.I just hope I will find something official to wear. I might need to go to the office and I can't show up in a tank top and some denim trousers.I hastily put on the first pair of panties and bra that my hand gets ahold of, they don't match and I don't even give a fuck.
"So, how can I be of any help?" Celine asks, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her hip like the refined woman that she is.Just a glance at her and you'd easily know that she rolls in dollars.Her outstanding makeup, her designer dresses, her expensive shoes, and her aura.Celine walks and carries herself like the boss like she owns the entire globe.It must be a nice feeling.She has her brown eyes cast on me and she is giving me all of her undivided attention."I know it is too much to ask-" I start to say, but she is quick to cut me in."Nothing is too much for my favorite daughter in law," she spares me a genuine smile. "My only daughter in law, actually." She corrects and I shake my head.She still thinks of me as a daughter in law even after everything that has happened?She thinks that I