Chapter Six
Harper had already lied to Enzo, because she knew she was falling in love with him.
It wasn’t just the sex either, he actually made her laugh.
She knew it was strange, but she actually felt so comfortable with him.
No one, not even family, made her feel this comfortable.
Of course, it didn’t help that he confiscated all of her uniforms and still demanded she do her job.
Cleaning while being completely naked and also having an audience was not fun.
Usually, Enzo left the house to do his work, but in the past few days, he was there all the time.
He’d watch her work, and the house still got cleaned.
Laundry was still washed and dried, and she even ironed it while Enzo was there.
Everything was done, but with him always in touching distance.
Like now, he demanded her presence in the gym, without clothes, while he wore a pair of workout shorts and top that didn’t exactly cover his body. He wore a pair of sneakers, and she watched him.
“You know, there’re a lot more things I could be doing,” she said, as she watched him pump the weights. He was flat on his back, counting as he lifted way too much weight. He let out a breath and put the weights back on the bar.
“Come here,” he said.
Harper walked toward him, and he grabbed her hand and tugged her close, so she had no choice but to move to straddle him. She was very much aware of her naked pussy across his short-covered dick. He was rock-hard, and she felt the pulse of him.
“That’s better,” he said, letting go of her wrist and putting his hands on her thighs.
“Why is that better?” she asked.
“Because I can do this.”
He lifted her up, and his strength took her breath away.
Within seconds, he’d pushed his gym shorts down, and his cock, now naked, was lined with her entrance, and he guided her over his cock.
Inch by inch, he sank inside her, and Harper couldn’t help but close her eyes as the intense pleasure consumed her.
He held onto her hips and literally yanked her down onto his length, which made him go so deep, it was on the verge of both pain and pleasure. She couldn’t think. There was no way she could focus.
Enzo wasn’t done, he ran his hands up and cupped her tits, pushing them together, and he lifted up to take one nipple into his mouth, followed by the other.
She arched against him, and one of his hands went down to cup her ass. He growled against her tit and let it go. He tightened his grip on her ass and tugged her down onto his length. Harper grabbed his shoulders, gripping them tightly as she started to move up and down his length.
“That’s right, baby, fuck my cock, you know you want to.”
She might have already fallen in love with him, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the time she had with him.
Harper knew deep in her soul that she could get up and walk away.
She was already in too deep, and when the time came to leave, it would break her heart.
But another part of her brain, the clearly not bright part, told her to enjoy this while she could, and that was exactly what she did, as she rocked against him.
Their relationship was a ticking time bomb, she got that, but they had now. She needed to live in the moment.
He pulled her down onto his cock, and she cried out his name. This was not gentle, this was cold, hard fucking, but all too soon, Enzo lifted her up off his cock, and she whimpered. He changed their positions so she was on the bench, and he sunk to his knees before her.
She looked down her body and watched, mesmerized, as he spread the lips of her sex open and started to tease his tongue through her clit. The pleasure of his tongue took her completely by surprise. She moaned his name, and it echoed off the walls.
She was so close, she felt that pleasure starting to build, and Enzo pressed two fingers inside her pussy and at the same time took her clit into his mouth and began to wriggle his fingers.
Her orgasm came fast, and she screamed his name. The sound echoed off the walls, and she tried to control herself, but it was like Enzo knew what she was trying to do, and he put a stop to it and controlled what she did.
Another cry left her lips as she went over the edge, and even before it was over, Enzo pulled his mouth and fingers away, to replace them with the hardness of his cock. He pushed to the hilt, and then pulled out of her, the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the gym.
Enzo grabbed her hands, pushing them above her head, keeping them locked there. “You’re at my mercy now.”
She moaned. “You can do whatever you want to me.” She trusted him and knew he wasn’t going to hurt her.
He groaned and slammed balls-deep, and she met him thrust for thrust, taking the whole of his length.
She felt the change within him and knew he was getting close to his own orgasm.
Enzo went over the edge, and he slammed deeper than he’d ever been, and it was almost too tight. She felt a brief hit of pain, but then she felt him pulse, as he spilled wave upon wave of his cum inside her.
“This is the best way of working out,” he said. “You really keep me focused.”
This made her laugh. “You’re insane.”
“Do you want to go again?” he asked.
“Do you think you could go again?” she challenged.
He pulled out of her, and he was still semi-hard, and she was just joking, however, Enzo proved that he was more than ready to go again, and again.
Even though he had climaxed just moments before, Enzo wasn’t done, as he brought himself hard once again, this time using her body to arouse him, and he came again, spilling his seed inside her.
****
Enzo was not a homebody. He was a man that liked to go out. His job demanded it.
However, after getting shot, he had the perfect excuse to stay home, and even though the wound was nearly healed, he was not in a rush to leave the house.
Duties did call, so he had to leave from time to time. Only, he made sure he was home for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The calls that didn’t require his presence, he took from his office. He didn’t hire any other staff, mainly because he loved to have Harper all to himself.
The uniform that covered her body was gone. She was not to wear that horrible thing again. He wanted her naked and at his fingertips so he could fuck her whenever he wanted to.
It had been two weeks, and Halloween was tomorrow. Marcus Villa still hadn’t told him what big plans he had for him, and he was not going to ask.
He was aware that Harper enjoyed Halloween. While he was out, he listened to her on the cameras, as she played music synonymous with Halloween. He loved watching her dance. She hadn’t worn any of her Halloween-themed pajamas, though.
Enzo knew she was doing all of this for him, because of what Isabella did. So, rather than spend the day at home, he decided to take Harper out.
He’d left a dress at the house and intended to take her out to dinner tonight.
After dinner, he was taking her to a hotel.
He knew she was curious as to why he hadn’t sold the house, and the truth was, it had been in his family for at least four generations, if not five.
His great-grandfather had started building it with his own two hands, and each generation, a man had built onto it.
His contribution to the house was the fucking pool.
There was no longer any water in the pool, and the room was off limits. He was allowing it to go to ruin.
Arriving at his home after a long day in the office, dealing with a couple of cops on his payroll, as they told him the best route to distribute the drugs that had come through on a shipment. He was done with talking to dirty cops and doing this shit. It was part of his job.
His sector had straight access from the harbor and allowed easy distribution of product to where it needed to go.
He was not interested in taking drugs, and the shit was always good.
Marcus Villa prided himself on his product not killing their customers.
There had been a few times over the years where some dirty product had been forged to look like theirs, and it killed.
Enzo hunted down every person involved, removed the product from sale, and killed those responsible for hurting others. The Villa Mafia were not good people, but they had standards. Killing customers was bad for business.
Pushing his work out of his mind, he stepped inside and saw Harper in the black sequined dress he’d gotten for her. He’d also sent a makeup artist and stylist, so she didn’t have to worry about a thing. Her lips were painted the perfect shade of red. She looked stunning.
But then, to him, she looked stunning without her clothes and her hair covered in knots from a night of sleep. He loved the real Harper, the woman that didn’t hide anything from him.
“What’s all this about?” she asked, looking quite nervous.
“It’s time I took you out,” he said.
“You’re going to kill me?” Her eyes had gone wide, and he chuckled.
“No, I have no plans to kill you.” He kissed her cheek. “However, I know what you’ve been doing. You love Halloween, and you’re trying to hide that from me, because you’re so fucking sweet and adorable. So, I’m going to treat you.”
“I didn’t do it for this.”
“I know.” That was what made her so damn special. Harper did things without expecting anything in return. She just wanted to make him happy, and no woman had ever done that for him.
He took her hand in his.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yeah, I think so. Where are we going?”
“I was going to take you to someplace fancy,” he said.
“Don’t I stick out like a sore thumb? I’m sure people are going to take one look at me and know I’m a cleaner.”
He shook his head. “Let them look. If anyone insults you, come to me.” Although, he was not going to let her out of his sight. She was all his. Every part of her.