Chapter Four
Harper had known he had a wife and kids, and that he lost them, but she didn’t realize what happened. She also knew he had parents that had died, but she had no idea how or why. No one had talked about it.
This was heartbreaking. She couldn’t believe what he’d gone through.
Without thinking, she made her way toward him, and she sank to her knees, threw her arms around him, and hugged him. “I’m so sorry,” she said.
She couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like, to find his parents, his in-laws, and then his children.
To have seen the damage his wife had done.
She never met the woman, but just on principle for what she had done, she hated her so much.
It was good that he killed her. No monster like that deserved to live.
She pressed her face against his neck, and he smelled so good. Harper couldn’t quite put her finger on why he smelled so good, just that he did. She didn’t know why she kissed his neck.
Enzo pulled away, and Harper pulled back. They were still close, and he captured her arms in his grip. He stared at her, and she stared right back at him. Silence fell between them.
Harper felt her heart race, there was no other word for it. She had no idea what was happening right now, or what she should do. His lips looked so inviting.
She didn’t know who moved first, herself or Enzo, but one moment, they were staring at each other, and in the next, they were kissing.
This wasn’t a bland kiss either, this was passionate.
Like the walls of boss and employee had been shattered as they broke that boundary between them.
He held her arms so tightly, and she put her hands on his chest, but not to push him away.
She worked them up, circled her hands around his neck, and he teased his tongue across her bottom lip, and she met him, tasting him.
She felt her body heat up, her nipples go incredibly tight, and her pussy slick with arousal. She wanted him badly.
Harper pulled away, because the cold reality set in.
This was Enzo Castelli. He was a mafia boss, a freaking Capo, and that meant he had responsibilities.
They hadn’t made him marry yet, but he would need to provide heirs.
He’d need a woman by his side with good family and good standing. She was none of those things.
This was a nightmare.
She pulled away, got to her feet, and rushed out of the room. Her lips were swollen, and she tried to make her escape but didn’t get far.
Enzo stopped her, grabbing her arms, pressing them up above her head, and then his lips were back on hers. She melted against him, and she wanted to tell him to stop, but it was like her body had other ideas, as she relished the kiss. This was passion.
He held her hands above her head as he ravished her mouth, and with his other hand, he stroked down from her shoulder, cupping her tit and gliding down. He pulled up the skirt of her uniform and swallowed her cry as he cupped her pussy.
She wore panties, but with the heat of his hand, it was like she was wearing nothing. He’d stripped her completely naked, yet she still wore clothes.
Of course, Enzo had other ideas, and those panties were torn from her without even so much as a yank, but the fabric was flimsy as it had lost the elastic long ago. She was lucky they stayed up around her waist.
His hand pressed against her pussy. His fingers moved between her slit, and she cried out at the sheer instant hit of pleasure that consumed her from that one touch. She had never been touched there, never been kissed. This was all so new, and she didn’t know what the hell she was doing.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down toward her neck.
Harper was about to tell him she was a virgin and they shouldn’t be doing this, but then his teeth grazed across her pulse.
She lost all thought, because it was like tiny little orgasms went off through her entire body, and she was unable to think or process.
At the same time, his fingers were at her cunt, and he pressed a finger between her slit and touched the nub, stroking back and forth. She closed her eyes, and he growled against her.
The uniform was tugged, and she realized he had let go of her hands above her head, but she had been so lost on sensation, she hadn’t even realized it. The uniform came open, and he somehow worked on her bra, and even with her clothes on, he was able to get her tits naked.
His mouth took one of her nipples into his, and she cried out. There was no way to think. It was sensation after sensation, and all she could do was float on it, mindless with pleasure.
And then he pulled his hand away, and she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper, and he lifted her up.
“We’ll have time later,” he said.
She wanted to ask him what he meant, but there was no time, because one second, she was a virgin that had never even kissed a guy. Within the next second, there was pain, and she cried out as he lined his cock to her entrance and pulled her down on his length.
Harper punched down on his shoulder. She didn’t want to hurt him, so she unclenched her hands and tried to hold onto him just to make the pain go away. She squeezed her eyes tightly closed.
“What the fuck!”
She didn’t have time to explain to him. He should already know this was the first time she had sex. Not that it was marked on her forehead that she was a freaking virgin.
“You’re a virgin?” he asked.
Harper opened her eyes and glared at him. “Yeah, I’m a virgin, do you have a problem with that?” She groaned. “I’m sorry. I don’t like being in pain, and you read about this in all of the books and they warn you, but you’re never quite prepared for the pain, and this really freaking hurts.”
Enzo pressed her against the door, and both of his hands cupped her face, he tilted her head back, then he kissed her. She loved when he kissed her. It made her toes curl for all the right reasons, and she couldn’t think, just feel, and the pain slowly started to ebb.
She closed her eyes, as the pleasure of his lips took charge. She felt his cock deep inside her, but he didn’t move. His fingers sunk into her hair, and he held her head in place and kissed her harder. Enzo had the control, and it felt so good to finally lose it.
“Does it hurt?” he asked seconds later.
“No.”
“Good. There will be another time I can take this slow, but right now, I need to fuck you, and I need to do so hard.”
When he pulled out of her, at first Harper tensed up, she couldn’t help it as she expected a great deal of pain. When none came, she was in relief, but it also allowed her to feel the excitement and every inch of pleasure as he thrust deep inside her.
The moment he kissed her, any trouble she felt faded away, because his kisses were so addictive.
Never had she felt this way before, not about anyone, and it delighted and also terrified her.
****
Enzo never had a virgin.
Yet, blood coated his dick, and there were also bloodstains on her uniform. The moment he was inside her, all sense left his mind. He didn’t know what came over him, but after it was done, he picked Harper up in his arms, carried her through to his bedroom, and went to his main bathroom.
“What are you doing? I can go to my room.”
“I’m going to take care of you,” he said.
He put her on the toilet, and he caught sight of the blood once again, and something primal overcame him. No other man had touched her. She wasn’t anyone’s but his.
Enzo went to the tub and started to fill it up with water, adding a few salts in the hope it would take care of any pain or discomfort. Once the tub was full, he went to her and removed the rest of her uniform.
“I can do this.”
“Not happening,” he said. He cupped her face, forcing her to stare into his eyes, even though she attempted to look everywhere and actively avoid looking into his, and then she closed her eyes.
He waited. Enzo was not known for his patience, yet he was showing it here more than ever. He felt so consumed.
Finally, she opened her eyes, and he offered her a smile. “Was that so hard?” he asked.
But there was not a smile looking back at him. Tears filled her eyes, and he saw them threatening to spill over. Her bottom lip quivered, and seeing her on the verge of losing it broke a small part of him.
When a woman cried in the past, he’d found it a nuisance and just a way for them to seek attention. Now as he looked at her, he saw the raw pain and felt it deep in his core. He didn’t want to make her cry.
He cupped her cheek, stroking his thumb across her soft skin. “Talk to me.”
“You’re going to have to fire me now, aren’t you?” she asked. “I kind of loved this job, and you have an amazing library.” She sniffled. “And I’m away from my dad, and I can’t stand him. He’s so cruel.”
The fact he let him go with just a snapped wrist pissed Enzo off. He didn’t like Bradley, and the bastard would be better six feet under. For now, he was going to have to stay alive.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
“But you’re going to need a new wife, and have a bunch of kids, and I don’t know, what would that make me, a mistress?” She shook her head. “I can’t do that. I won’t do that.”
“There’s no wife.”
“But you’re going to have to have one.”
“Until then, it’s not a problem. Stop making problems out of nothing. We don’t need to worry about any of that, at least not yet.” He kissed her lips. “I won’t accept you quitting either. You’re mine, Harper.”
She kissed him back this time and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Does it always hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t.”
He helped her into the bath, because he was more than aware of the blood that covered her pussy and also smeared over his cock. Each time he saw it, it just made him want to possess Harper a little more.
He removed his clothes, and rather than leave Harper alone, he saw she was struggling with what just happened.
Enzo didn’t even know how it happened. One moment he was in his kids’ old bedroom, and the next, she was walking away, and he couldn’t let her go.
The kiss came out of nowhere, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t been thinking about kissing her and fucking her for some time.
He’d never met anyone like Harper. She was kind, and good, and loyal—everything a wife should be—yet she was his cleaner, and twenty fucking years younger than him. He was a dirty old man and shouldn’t be touching her, yet he felt this connection in a way he’d never felt.
His father had told him he would feel stuff like this, eventually. They had assumed he would feel that way about Isabella. Instead, all he ever felt was resentment. He kept her secret, and he still kept her secret.
His wife was supposed to be a virgin, untouched, untainted. Enzo had never given a fuck about that kind of tradition, however, when it came to Isabella, it would come to piss him off.
“How come you were a virgin?” he asked, stepping into the bath and moving behind her. He pulled her back against him and wrapped his arms around her, putting his chin on her shoulder.
“Because I’ve never had sex with a guy or a girl,” she said.
“How?”
There was a chuckle. “You know how, by not having sex.”
“But you’re young and full of hormones.”
“Not all of us want to jump into bed with the first guy we see. Besides the fact I was never attracted to any of the guys in school, most of the people I knew were friends with my dad, and I’m not exactly a big fan of his.”
“Your dad is a grade A asshole.”
“Agreed. He always ... he hated me going to school. The only reason he let me was because he didn’t have a choice.
He even attempted to have me homeschooled, but there was too much money, then he had to prove I was getting the right education.
So, I went to my local school, and then high school. The same ones my brothers went to.”
“What are your thoughts on your brothers?”
“They’re carbon copies of my dad. They don’t believe a woman should need to worry about getting an education.
It is beneath them.” She shrugged. “You know, it’s funny, because whenever my mom would get an answer wrong, my dad would go crazy, calling her dumb and stupid, and stuff like that.
He’d also hit her, and she didn’t do well in school. She failed so many tests.”
“And what did your mom think of your dad?”
“She agreed with him,” Harper said. “Even when he would ridicule her. She said that in the past men took care of women, and that was needed now.” She sighed.
“She didn’t want me spending too much time on my education.
Of course, she also didn’t want to give me too much time either, because that meant it took time away from her devotion to my dad.
I guess to some people, they had a great relationship.
My mom loved my father, and he ... put up with her.
I don’t know if he loved her, or she was the best match for him. ”
“Do you love your family?” Enzo asked.
He saw her hand clench into a fist at her side. He held her tightly, not wanting to let her go.
“No, I don’t. Does that make me a bad person?” she asked.
“I killed my wife after she murdered our family, and I never loved her. I never had any feelings, so you’re asking the wrong guy.”
“I hate him and I hate all of them,” Harper said.
“He’s also a thief,” Enzo said.
“It doesn’t surprise me about my dad.”
“I paid you over eighty thousand dollars, and it has all gone missing from your bank account.”
Harper jerked within his arms. “Eighty thousand dollars? To be a cleaner?”
“You’re worth it,” Enzo said.
“And my dad has taken it all.” She sighed. “It figures, and yet, I got two hundred dollars last Christmas and was told to make it last. I still have one hundred and eighty of it left.”
He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “You don’t have to worry about the money. You’re going to get every cent back, with interest.”
“How?”
“Let’s just say I can be persuasive, and your dad knows what is good for him.”
She sank against him. “Thank you.”
She was not going to need the money, but it was there for her.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m good.”
“Are you sore?”
“I don’t feel sore.”
He slid a hand between them and down toward her pussy. He found her slit, stroked a finger between the sweet folds of her pussy and found her clit. Slowly, he started to tease her.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m playing with your pussy, and seeing as I was a little selfish and didn’t bring you to orgasm, I’m thinking I’m going to make up for that now.
” He stroked her clit, using two fingers, and alternating to using one, as he glided it across her clit, allowing her to get accustomed to his touch.
Then he pressed kisses against her neck, hearing her soft, subtle moan as she let one out.
She was addictive, and he couldn’t get enough of her.
Enzo didn’t stop until her orgasm built, and he didn’t make her wait. Instead, he pushed her right over the edge and held her in his arms, refusing to let her fall. From now on, he was going to catch her every single time.
Harper was not alone.