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What’s wrong with me? Am I that desperate for a small taste of what love could feel like?
Yes.
Because I know without a doubt if the circumstances were different, I could love the boy standing in front of me. He’s handsome, my attraction to him overwhelms me. But it’s more than his looks. He has an old soul, like me. Dangerous, yet truthful. Controlling, demanding, and merciless. He’s honest, yet holds the secrets of the world. He’s complicated and simple. He craves freedom, like me.
I could love a monster like him.
We both take another step closer. Neither of us knows what the other is going to do when we meet.
I hold my head high as I edge closer. My lips are parted, and my breathing is slow. Time creeps. I should be thankful. I could live a lifetime in this moment with Enzo; maybe then I could live forever.
Closer, closer, closer.
One more step…
We collide. Our bodies attach like magnets. My arms go around his waist, and his hands go to my throat.
The electricity between us is unfathomable. It dances between us like tiny fairies trying to bind us together.
We are together. Now, what the fuck do you want?
“Why?” his voice grumbles.
I cock my head, not understanding his question.
“Why do you trust me, when I’ve threatened to kill you?”
“You’re an honest man. You may hide truths, but you don’t lie. I trust you will keep your promise and kill me.”
He strokes my cheek. It’s not meant to be comforting; he just needs to touch me.
“I don’t want to die, though. Dying would be the easy way out.”
“Why?” he asks, again.
Enzo doesn’t know why he’s supposed to kill me, and I don’t know why I keep getting close to him even though every nerve in my body is screaming for me to run away. He didn’t answer me; I won’t answer him.
“Kiss me,” I demand.
He isn’t used to being bossed around by anyone other than the man he works for. I doubt a woman has ever commanded him to do anything. But for some reason, he does as I demand without question.
Lips crash down on mine, hungrier than the last two times we kissed combined.
The kiss is reckless, for both of us. But soon all thoughts are lost, fading away as quickly as they started.
I nip on his bottom lip before he has a chance to torture mine again.
He gasps from the way I take over the kiss. And then I bite hard, drawing blood the same way he did me.
He jerks away, and I see the small pebble of blood on his bottom lip. His tongue licks over his tiny wound and the lust in his eyes deepens.
The fire grows between us. No kiss will be able to extinguish it. It will burn, long after either of us are gone. That will be my legacy—an intense fire that will reign hell down on those who hurt me.
My mouth waters, needing him again.
He gives me a predatory glare. I smirk back, tempting him to devour me again the way I want.
He does.
