ENZO DE-LUCA.
The room fell silent and what seemed to be a thickened tension prevailed between us. I waited for her to say something because I might have taken something really special away from her but she looked too stunned to say anything.
“M- Maeve?” I called her and her reaction told me that I’d just jolted her out of the thoughts that she was already lost in.
She would look everywhere else but not at me. My stomach tightened and I began to hate myself, why did I do something so stupid before asking her first.
I’ve never been with a virgin and I should have known she was one before forcing my third finger in when it’s clear how tight she was.
“Are you okay?” I asked, taking a step closer to her and that was when she looked at me. Her eyelashes batted as she blinked.
She opened her mouth but it went back to forming a thin line as she rubbed her temple, a small smile formed on her lips and I felt my heart tighten as I watched her.
“I- I’m fine,” she finally responded, her eyes lightening up as she smiled at me, “it’s okay.” She added and I felt as though someone had poked at my heart with something really sharp.
What does she mean it’s okay? She should be mad at me and not taking things with so much levity.
“It was bound to happen sooner or later.” She added and I couldn’t help but hear a hint of sadness under her voice.
“Maeve, I’m really sorry.” I apologized and was ready to do anything she would ask of me. I was stupid to have done this, stupid to have done something so foolish in the spur of the moment.
But she smiled again and this time, it wasn’t really a sad smile. She seemed really glad even though I could see her eyes glistening with the tears she was holding back.
She smiled with beautiful candor, a smile that made my pulse race against its own will. Her smile was eager and alive with affection and delight.
She really should be mad at me but why isn’t she?!
“I’m s-”
“You don’t have to keep apologizing!” She cut in before I could tell her just how sorry I am again, “and who knew you could apologize this much in a single day and it’s not even noon yet.” She teased.
My mind was conflicted as I tried to read her but for the first time since I brought her here, she was unreadable, I couldn’t tell if she was genuinely happy and glad or if she was planning to smother me to death later tonight.
My eyes carefully studied her face and her smile soon began to fade away when she saw how much I was staring at her.
“You’re starting to become really creepy now.” Her voice resounded in my head but I couldn’t stop staring.
A part of me felt disappointed because I anticipated some sort of reaction from her but I’ve gotten none so far.
“Maeve,” I called, my voice lower than I intended it to be as I cupped her face, lifting it up so that her brown eyes were looking into my green ones.
Maybe if I’m this close, I can predict what she’s thinking.
“I don’t think you’re comprehending what I just did to you, Maeve,” I continued, “I just took away your virginity with my fingers when you hadn’t consente-”
“I AM WELL AWARE THAT’S WHAT HAPPENED!” She thundered, her voice interrupting mine and echoing so much that I was sure even those down the stairs could hear her yell from her from.
“You don’t have to spell it out for me.” She added, pulling away from me and wincing when she took a step back.
“Then, why aren’t you mad?” I questioned, “you should be angry, you should yell at me, curse me and do things that show how mad you are at me, why are you being so calm?” I finished and she sighed.
“So, you’re worried because you think I’m not reacting?” She asked and I nodded, making her laugh, “Enzo,” she called my name and it sounded as though it was coated with honey and sugar.
“I’m not mad because it’s you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’m really glad it was you, I’m happy it happened with you.” She explained. I tried to search for a hidden meaning behind those words but they seemed to be none.
I felt a warm glow engulf me and it was nothing like I’ve felt before, it was genuine and lasted longer than a minute as I stared at the woman standing in front of me.
Does this mean that I’m special to her? Am I as special to her as she is to me?
What she’d just said to me gave birth to tons of questions in my head, questions I want to ask her so she can provide an answer to but asking those questions will only make me seem like an immature teenager.
My mind drifted to the mission and I contemplated cancelling it, I contemplated telling Levi to finish the job because I won’t be able to show up anymore.
I wanted to stay at home with her, to finally properly give her the feeling of my dick in her tight cunt, I wanted to make her first sex special and-
“We should go now,” her voice put a halt to my thoughts and I looked up to see her walking past me, “we’re going to be late.” She added as she winced.
Each step she took looked agonizing, she walked funny with both her legs separated and they looked as if they were both going in different directions.
I couldn’t hold back my laughter as I watched her walk, struggling to get to the door and wincing anytime her thighs come remotely close to rubbing together.
“WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?!” She snapped, her eyes red as she kept one of her hands on the door handle, “I wouldn’t be walking like this if it hadn’t been for you!” She added and I nodded in agreement.
She’s right, it’s my fault that she can’t walk properly but seeing her like this gave me a feeling of happiness, my laughter couldn’t stop and I just couldn’t help but contemplate on calling her a penguin.
“You look like a penguin and,”
“Compare me to an animal again and-”
“You’re right, I shouldn’t and after all, it’s my fault you’re walking like one.” I further teased and could hear rather than see her clenching her teeth in anger.
“Let’s go.” I added but it was as if I’d pissed her off and she would rather argue with me than leave her room.
I tried to clear off my smile but it wasn’t leaving. The more I looked at her, the harder it got for me to stop smiling because I really can’t believe she belongs to me.
She hadn’t gotten mad at me because it was me. I wonder what more I have to do to make that feeling constant, I wonder what stupid thing I have to stop doing to make her keep thinking of me as someone special.
“Stop Smi-” she hadn’t finished talking when I lifted her off the ground and in my arms, her eyes widened as we walked out of her room.
I could feel the gazes of the maids and the guards on us as we walked, Maeve’s cheeks flushed, it was a really deep pink and I smiled at the sight of it.
“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go! I can walk on my own!” She started yelling, kicking her legs in the air and occasionally hitting me.
She was being a perfectly spoiled brat right now and if she wasn’t in my arms, I would have spanked her perfect little ass until it was red and she was ready to behave herself.
Walking down the stairs was difficult with all her shouting and kicking, her lips were perfect for kissing and the thought of doing just that made my cock twitch.
Calm down, Enzo, you have something better planned.
“You keep acting like a brat and I’m going to kiss you right here and now.” I threatened and she immediately stopped throwing a fit.
Her face turned as red as a tomato as she quietly submitted to me, “that’s my good girl.” I smiled at her, the tip of her ears started turning red too as I walked down the stairs.
The rest of the walk was short because I’d asked one of my men to bring my car around and it was quiet because Maeve had calmed down.
Managing to open the car door, I carefully placed Maeve in the front passenger seat and carefully donned her seat belt before patting her head and making my way to the other side of the car.
“You’re being a good girl,” I smiled at her but she only scoffed as she looked out the window, doing her best to avoid eye contact with me.
I know how I make her feel and I can tell how wet the thought of me kissing her on the staircase was making her because I could smell it.
Reaching over to her, I parted her legs with my hand and she didn’t do as little as put up a fight when I rubbed her pussy with a finger, feeling her wetness and riling her up even more.
“You’re such a dirty slut,” I smiled as I moved my hand from her panties, “a good one too so you’re going to get rewarded.” I finished but she only hissed before muttering.
“Jerk.” Smiling to myself, I turned on the car engine and zoomed out of the building.
The drive to the arena was quiet and a little bit long because Maeve had fallen asleep, I didn’t want to wake her up, watching her sleep filled me with peace and it made me want to keep watching her.
“Are we there yet?” She mumbled, opening her eyes and I nodded as she tried to sit up properly but winced and rested back almost immediately.
“Still sore?” I questioned and she nodded. Getting out of the car, I opened the door to her side and carried her like I had done at home.
“What are we doing here?” She asked, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings.
“You’ll see.”