13
ENZO
If I closed my eyes, I felt her mouth on me and it was heaven. If only I could stay in that moment and avoid having to punish her for disobeying me.
Why did she make things difficult?
She had no business following me, sneaking up on us, riding a motorcycle in shorts and tennis shoes, for God’s sake. If she’d crashed, her beautiful body would have been scarred for life.
I was blind with anger, and my arms and hands quivered with the urge to teach her a lesson. She squirmed and wriggled on my shoulder, but I continued my forced march to the barn behind the greenhouse.
“Where are you going!? Let’s go to the inn. We found out everything we can here.” Her voice trembled, even though she was trying to put on a brave act.
She had no idea what was in store for her but she was about
