Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
It’s a big thing for me. Bigger than the crush I have on him, which hasn’t lessened at all, even after he told me he’s a killer.
Enzo’s gaze sharpens on me. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
I lower my eyes to the stitches, and remembering why I’m sitting beside him, I open the first aid kit and take out the antiseptic wipes and a fresh bandage.
When I have to lean over him again, and my body presses against his, there’s an intense fluttering in my stomach.
Fantasizing about the man is one thing. Taking care of his wound while he has only a towel draped over his lap is an entirely different thing.
My face heats up as I carefully wipe the area around the stitches clean.
His tone is low and deep as he asks, “Why are you blushing, meu coração?”
I feel my cheeks turn even redder, and when I pull back and reach over to the bedside table to set the used wipe down, Enzo lifts his hand and takes hold of my jaw. Even though he forces me to look at him, he keeps his touch gentle.
“Answer me,” he demands.
For a moment, my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and it takes a few seconds before I’m able to mumble, “I’m shy.”
“That’s not why you’re blushing.” His thumb brushes over my skin. “When you look at me, do you like what you see, meu anjinho?”
It’s only then that I realize Enzo has made it very clear he wants me, but I haven’t reciprocated in any way.
Unable to voice my reply, I nod.
He lets go of my jaw while the corner of his mouth lifts. “Yeah? The tattoos aren’t scaring you off?”
My gaze lowers to his chest, and I look at the devil and the burning man. I think I know the answer, but still I ask, “What does it mean?”
“I had to become the devil so I could kill my monster.”
Slowly, I lift my gaze back to his. “Did you?”
Enzo nods. “After torturing him, I set him on fire and watched as he burned until he was nothing but ashes.”
Even though his violent words shock me, I don’t look away.
I picture my own monsters burning, and for the first time, thinking about them doesn’t bring me any panic, only a weird mixture of satisfaction and anger.
“I’ll do the same for you. Just give me their names,” Enzo says, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Not wanting to talk about this subject anymore, I pull the back part off the bandage and lean over Enzo again to carefully stick it over the wound.
I climb to my feet, and as I reach for the bottle of painkillers to ask Enzo if he needs some, he gets off the bed. He ends up standing dangerously close to me.
Enzo’s fingers wrap around the back of my neck while his other hand takes hold of my jaw again. As he leans over me, his eyes taking mine prisoner, my heartbeat speeds up dangerously fast, and my insides turn to a fluttering mess.
“Let me take revenge for you, meu coração. Give me their names so I can turn them to ashes for you.”
I can’t think about them right now. Not with Enzo leaning over me, and his body so close, I can feel the heat coming from him.
My gaze lowers a fraction, and the instant I look at his mouth, framed by dark bristles, intense nervousness and anticipation flood my entire body.
Surprise flashes over Enzo’s face, then his mouth lifts in a pleased smile. “I’m going to kiss you.” His voice is very low, and it sounds so seductive, my breaths come faster.
The moment is straight out of my fantasies as his head slowly lowers, his eyes boring into mine.
Holy crap.
I forget to breathe when he’s less than an inch away from my face, and my eyes drift closed.
The instant I feel his mouth pressing against mine, my heart explodes into a million fireworks. Powerful tingles spread through me, my stomach feels like it’s on the wildest rollercoaster ever, and my abdomen clenches.
But then Enzo pulls back, and my eyes snap open.
The magical moment fades away, making me feel disappointed.
Enzo’s eyebrow lifts when he sees my reaction. “I thought I’d keep it PG-rated like those dramas you like to watch, but fuck that.”
His fingers tighten around the back of my neck, and as he pulls me closer, he leans back in and his mouth crashes against mine.
When his lips start to nip and tug at mine, the fireworks, tingles, rollercoaster, and clenching return full force.
I’m flooded with so many sensations and emotions, I stand frozen as Enzo forces my lips to part with his tongue. When he strokes over mine, I begin to tremble from how intense this moment is.
I have zero time to get used to what I’m experiencing right now. Enzo wraps his arm around my back and pulls me against his bare chest. I’m forced to stand on my tiptoes and have to grab hold of his shoulders when the kiss turns hungry and so passionate, I swear I see color burst behind my eyelids.