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Once my hair and body are dry, I wrap the towel around my body and slip through the door. The room is empty as I tiptoe over to the bed. A glimpse of red catches my eye, and I take in the red dress that lays on the bed. I touch the edge of it. The material is soft, similar to the other dress I had been given.
Who is this man? He dresses me, fucks me like he owns me, and is dark and full of secrets. I have a decision to make. I can wear the dress or defy him and wear something else. It is beautiful, though, and I know just by looking it will look good on me. However, won’t doing what he wants be like giving myself over to him?
Then again, I have no idea where it is that we are going, and if I don’t wear the dress, he will just make me put it on anyway. Growling, I curse him and pull out a pair of black panties and a red strapless bra.
I slip the dress on, relishing in the softness that wraps around me. I feel as if I am wrapped in the softest blanket in the world. The dress is very similar to the other dress, except this one is tighter. My body is curved into it like a glove. My breasts are accentuated very well, and my waistline looks tiny.
“You look exceptional…” His dark voice says behind me. I hadn’t heard him slip into the room, probably because I can’t stop staring at how I look in the mirror.
“Compliments of you, of course…” I say smugly, unable to wipe the look off my face. I know if I start going soft, it will be a lost cause. I have to get out of this alive.
A smile peeks at his lips. “Who else knows your body like I do?” he questions. My mind drifts back to all the times we’ve shared in his bed. It had been intimate and passionate. It’s something I will be thinking about for a long time to come.
“You don’t have to buy me shit… I don’t need any more debt to be paid…” I trail off, my fingers fidgeting with the edge of the dress. A pair of kickass looking heels are next to my feet, but I am not sure I want to wear them. I can hardly walk in shoes, heels will kill me.
“Consider it a gift then.” His voice is cool, his face void of all emotions. He is dressed in black slacks with a red tie and a white shirt underneath. He dresses to please, just looking at him makes me want to run straight to the bed and forget about doing anything. He oozes so much sex and confidence, it consumes everything in his way.
“I don’t need gifts either,” I say as nicely as possible while gritting my teeth. I kind of hate that he has all this power. He controls people, and not only other people, but now me, too.
He smiles softly, which is surprising because nothing on him is soft… “Put your shoes on. We need to get going.” Those are his last words to me before slipping his hands into his pockets and leaving the room—those hands, the very things that cause pain and pleasure in so many ways.
He is a force to be reckoned with. I just don’t know if it will be me to bring him down or if he will be doing it himself.18Enzo“Go get her,” I speak firmly to Eli. His eyes bore into mine for a moment longer than I would like before he goes upstairs to my room. Amara has found a way under my skin, and each day that she is here, I feel myself losing my grip on things. I’m not soft, I can’t be. In this world, there is only strength or weakness. Being weak is certain death, and strength is power, something necessary when you have men breathing down your throat and people shooting at you.
Speaking of which, I’m going to kill Luccio tonight if he doesn’t give me the answers I need. Someone sent one of his men to my home for something. Something which is unknown to me, but I am going to find out. When we had last spoken, he seemed so intent on helping me find my mother’s killer, now it seems as if he is the enemy, just wanting to weasel his way further into my life, hoping I’ll expose any and all secrets.
My fists clench with anger, isn’t that what everyone wants? Amara, too? To weasel her way into my life? To discover what it is that makes me tick? To break me down? I hear the faint sound of heels on the floor, and my eyes glance to the stairs. The second my eyes land on Amara, I swear I want to give all the anger and madness away.
