Chapter 41 #2
His eyes shine as they land on her. "She's mesmerized."
"I am too."
He takes my mouth in a long kiss until Eliza breaks it up with little huffy sounds, and her grip on my hair is insanely strong.
"Me as well." He untangles her hand from my hair. It's no use because she grabs it again. "Hate to break it to you, but the kid has got a wrestling career ahead of her."
We keep dancing, and the swaying movements start to put Eliza to sleep.
The party is winding down, and I can barely stand. I'm so tired.
Enzo kisses my forehead. "This lot is going to party into the small hours. But I'm thinking we should get out of here."
I love it when he can sense what I need without me asking.
"Do you remember that townhouse with the pool?"
"Where you spied on me?"
"Yeah. That's the one." He grins, not looking sheepish at all.
He did. Once. But we're past that. And now, the thrills of that moment, when he was Alex taunting me, teasing me, come back.
"Alex might have cameras."
His eyes flash.
Alex is back.
We play that game, too. He's the boyfriend in the secretary game, the confidant, the faceless lover I get texts from who makes me do things blindfolded, who whispers filthy, dirty things in my ear and wants every detail of what Asshole Boss Enzo has done to me.
It's weird, convoluted. And I love it.
Now more than ever.
I need all the iterations of Enzo in my life.
Though tonight...I need sleep.
"I disabled them. I thought of getting us an exclusive hotel, but we can go to one any time we wish when we travel. I got the maid service in. The bed is turned down, there is champagne, there are...there are a lot of things... And you never got to explore the space."
"How about exploring how comfortable the bed is and how quickly it puts me to sleep?" And then I remember Squish.
But Enzo looks past me, and his dad and Lyndall come over.
"Are you guys off to have s—er...sleepy times?" Lyndall side-eyes Mario.
"This is your wedding present. The first one. Lyndall and Dad are going to look after Squish." Enzo glares at his dad and sister. "You have all the instructions?"
Mario huffs. "I've raised children."
Enzo rolls his eyes. "I know. Been there, done that. It's why I am asking the question."
Lyndall scoffs. "We've read the tome a hundred times. Changing diapers, feeding dos and don'ts, blah, blah. It's all under control."
I kiss my daughter as Enzo hands her over. And my heart lets out a pang as my tired body breathes slowly and quivers at the idea of sleep. Uninterrupted.
After we say our goodbyes, we get in the limo, and we're driven to Manhattan.
He snuggles me, kissing me, feeding me raspberries and champagne.
I sigh. "I can't wait for sleep."
He smirks. "I promise while you'll be getting as little sleep as usual, it'll be worth it."
Enzo sets me down as we cross the threshold, and I gasp.
The lights are golden and low, and it smells like a garden.
There are rose petals everywhere.
He takes my hand, leading me upstairs to where a second terrace is.
The bed is a king, and the bedding is a soft cream to match the theme. There are vases of roses and sweet-smelling wildflowers.
And in the sitting area, on the big coffee table, there is a bottle of champagne on ice and a spread of caviar and cream cheese, tiny sandwiches, berries, and even oysters that sit on ice that hasn't even melted.
I can't see the pool from here, nor is there a hot tub on this terrace, but the bathroom of the main suite is insane.
It's huge, and in the middle, there is a gorgeous, big clawfoot tub.
It is filled with water, steam rising off as rose petals float.
I catch the amusement in his eyes and his quirked lips as I strip off my wedding dress, kick off my shoes, and climb in, expensive lingerie and all.
I sigh. "Oh, yes..."
He strips off his cufflinks and shoes, his tie, jacket, and pants, and his socks and boxers.
And he is fucking glorious naked, his cock thick and partially erect.
I sprawl in the bathtub. "This bath is mine."
He shakes his head. "Gotta learn to share. The tub is big enough for three."
I throw him a suspicious look but decide not to ask.
"You know, the moment I get in there with you, that sexy lingerie is dust."
"It's silk."
"It's coming off."
And then he climbs in, sinking down.
He pulls me onto his lap, his cock fully erect, and he rips the lacy bustier off me.
I gasp.
He dives down, catching one of my nipples in his mouth, and then he ravishes my breasts. Sucking, licking, biting, kissing, making me tremble as excitement shoots through me, and all I can think about is him inside me.
I groan. "You're an animal."
Enzo raises his head and grins. "Haven't you figured out by now I can't control myself around you?"
"I just thought you had poor control."
He licks my throat, his fingers stroking my body. "Nope. It's you. Why the fuck do you think I made my secretary marry me? It's the only way I could think of to get her to give up that boyfriend."
I moan, laughing. "Alex? Never."
He growls. "Wench."
I kiss him. "Love of my life."
"You are the love of my life. You're mine, and you're stuck with me forever."
I smile lovingly as I wrap my arms around his neck. "Enzo?"
"Yes?"
"Maybe it's you who is stuck with me."
"I'm so fucking in love with you, Lola." Enzo makes my heart melt. "You are definitely the woman I'll happily stalk, protect, and love for the rest of my life."
I kiss him long and with everything I am.
When we come up for breath, my head is spinning.
"Oh, Enzo. I wouldn't have it any other way."