Enzo Denver.If I don't stop kissing her, I might end up entirely consumed by my lustful desire for her.No, it's not the right time yet. I still have a surprise for her, and I can't wait to reveal it.When I touched her below, I knew she was ready for me. I'm aware of that and have been prepared for this. It feels like this is our first. There's something new about our kisses. It's turning me on a different level of ecstasy.We are married now. Intimately, we have done this before, but this is the first time we will share intimate feelings as a husband and wife."I'm not gonna hold tonight, darling. I'm going to take you over the moon," I whispered and kissed her again.She chucked slightly when my kisses traveled on her neck. She jerked her head up, giving me all the access. I swore behind my mind, and I felt my hardness.Damn, it hurts, and I'm holding it in for now."Enzo?" she paused, and I followed suit, staring at her and waiting for her to speak."Can we change our endearment
Kyla Eva.“How important is an engagement ring to every woman?”I chuckled when I heard it from Enzo.“Hmm, well, for others, it is. The engagement ring symbolizes your pure love. It’s your heart. You are offering it to the woman you want to spend the rest of your life. That’s what makes it important.”“I see. . .” Enzo weakly nodded. He then seriously looked at me in the eyes.“What if the ring is too old? I-I mean, the ring carries your family's history from generation to generation. It looks ugly and old. Will you still want that ring?”“Yes, of course!” I proudly said with my chin up. “It’s not the price, Enzo. Even if it looks old and ugly, it embeds your family history from generations. And that alone is valuable where money can’t buy. It has a story to tell, and the love circulating in the ring is strong. Your soon-to-be wife is very lucky,” I sweetly smiled. I mean it. That’s the true meaning of an engagement ring for me.--The moment we stepped inside our roon, Enzo hugged
Enzo Denver . Damn it! I swore repeatedly in my mind. She was sleeping like a baby, and I slowly rolled over to get away from her. I covered my mouth, feeling surreal about what I had witnessed. I made love to her many times as she turned me on a different level. I couldn't stop myself. I sighed deeply in silence while looking at her sleeping beside me. No. It's not right. I was sure that Kylie was no longer a virgin when I first had her, but how do I explain this? Dammit! I put the blanket around her, covering her nakedness. I was trying to think to clear my mind, but my heart was telling me a different story every time I looked at her face. Her eyes are her soul, and they tell me with honesty. She's Kylie. She's the woman I love and nothing else. What the hell? Damn this! Is there anyone besides her? Fucking stupid self! I stood up, mighty and naked, in front of her. I grabbed the robe and wore it. I looked at her again, and my heart beat faster than usual. I shut my eyes. .
Kyla Eva."Just keep pretending, and don't tell Enzo about you, Kyla."My mouth parted after hearing what my father said in the line.Kylie is missing at the moment. They could not locate her, so they don't know where she is. My father used all his resources to find her, but it was hard. According to my father, he noticed that my mum was becoming increasingly desperate, emotional, and stressed every passing day.I bit my inside cheek while listening to my father in the line. They didn't even inquire about my well-being. It's always the same - they don't care. What else do I expect? And why do I still hope? I'm really stupid."Kyla, please, just this one, my dearie. I promise this is the last, and after this, you are free. You can do whatever you want to do. You are free to choose your destination and go wherever you desire. I will not let your mother or your twin sister harm you. I will protect you. Just do this for your twin sister's sake, Kyla, please," my father pleaded in the lin
Enzo Denver Mondragon . The dinner was great, and I’m glad that she liked it. She’s better and okay now compared to her condition two days ago. I felt bad about it, but I couldn’t stop myself. So, I promised myself that I would make love to her in a balanced way. I don’t want her to get sick again because of that. It’s funny because it hasn’t happened before. It’s just that she’s completely different from how she used to be, and I love it. She’s the woman that I love to begin with, and I want to set aside any doubt I have right now. I don’t want to think of anything and will be blind to anything that I see. She’s my wife—my one and only Kylie. But dammit, every time I held her hand, my eyes betrayed me. I kept looking at her wrist. I don’t mind every detail of her back then, but I have seen her scar, and I know something is not right now. But if you consider the technology nowadays, I could be wrong. And now that she’s here beside me, I want to memorize everything about her. . .
Enzo Denver.I stood stiff, feeling the cold in my system.What the fuck is happening? Did I miss something? How?"Enzo Denver? Yo, bro? What the hell? Did you just collapse? How can a freaking doctor have a heart attack?" Linus chuckled in the line.I shook my head and blinked my eyes before picking up the phone again, and Linus voice was unmistakable.I don't know what to say. I'm speechless as hell, and I'm not prepared for this.All along, I thought that Kylie was with me and that she was my wife. How the hell did this happen? Dammit!"Enzo, are you okay? I apologize for being direct, but I don't usually slow down. You know that don't you?" He laughed. "But hey, before you comment, I just need you to listen to this first," he continued.I shut my eyes, feeling like a shit now. "Go ahead, man," I said, tightening my jaw."Okay. Here's more. Your Kylie is out of the country. She's in Singapore with Dominic Echavez. Does that name ring a bell?"Fuck! I swore again behind my mind. I
Enzo Denver."Enzo? Darling?"My heart throbbed when I heard her soft voice. I balled my fist and turned around to see her.Her messy hair and beautiful smile melt the anger inside my heart.Kayla. . . why the hell, Kyla? My mind speaks as we stare.I want to ask her why. I want to know the truth and why she needs to hide it from me. I want to know her story back then. I deserve to know the truth, but I'm too scared to ask her now. I don't want to scare her. I don't want her to go.I'm scared. I'm afraid of losing her again."Kyla. . ." I said, almost in a whisper, and stride fast towards her."I miss you, darling." I hugged her tight enough that I could almost hear her heartbeat.Effing dammit!I want to confront her now, but I am too scared she might run away. I can't afford to lose her. Not this time."What's wrong? Are you feeling alright?" She weakly asked and touched my forehead.My eyes were a little bit teary as I looked at her face, and I hugged her again without a doubt.I'
Kyla Eva.The cold wind greeted us the moment we touched base. I felt nervous. Knowing that I would see Enzo's mother made me anxious about how to carry myself to her liking. I hope we get along well."Just be by yourself. Don't worry about my mother. She'll love you."My response was a deep sigh of worry, and I could no longer bring myself to smile. I remember Kylie telling me that they never liked each other. She did not elaborate on why, but Enzo's mother hated her."Ready?" Enzo looked at me."Yeah, I am," I nodded weakly and looked at the stuff we had with us."You surely have plenty of stuff in there while I only have a few days of clothes," I said."Do you think only my clothes are in there?" he mischievously smiles. "I got yours too, you know," he winks and moves them."W-What? Really?" I stammered. I couldn't believe it.How did he manage to take some of my stuff from Kylie's apartment?Oh yeah, right. Enzo was Kylie's fiancé back then, and of course, he knew her apartment p