89.

ENZO DE-LUCA.
What is she doing?
Her tongue forcibly parted my mouth, imposing herself on me as our tongue entwined and my fingers trembled, my hand shook as I held back the urge to kiss her back.
My cock throbbed, extremely ready and I hated that I had little to no control when it comes to Maeve. I wanted to push her away, to ask her to leave this house, maybe even make provisions for her to leave the country but I couldn’t.
I never thought letting go of someone could be so fucking hard, our future, the future of this relationship has never stop being on a knife edge.
It’s like walking a tightrope, my mind was a barrage of thoughts and my head ached so much that I thought my brain was going to explode.
I should have pushed her away but despite my determination, I couldn’t bring myself to push her away and if anything, I drew her closer to me.
Ahh. What the fuck am I doing now?
“Maeve-” I broke the kiss as I called her name, my eyes peering into her brown ones, her lips quivered, they were both wet, red and soft from the kiss.
Her face had turned so red that she looked like she had a very bad sunburn, her eyes sought me out; the desire in them very fucking clear.
“I can’t- I don’t think I can do this.” I finished and watched as her face fell, the edge of anger I saw in her face when she called me a stupid man was coming back.
“What?” She raised an eyebrow, her teeth gritted but her expression was set in rock hard determination, “you don’t think you can do what?” She added, repeating my words to me as she pulled away.
“You know what, you’re right,” her eyes were dark, anger shone brightly in her brown eyes and from the way she clenched her fist, I could tell that she was holding back the urge to hit me.
“You’re nothing but a big, grown ass coward!” She spat and I nodded in agreement, I have never felt more terrified in my entire life.
I have never felt like anything was out of my control until I realized that I can’t even go back to living my normal life without her.
Sleeping has always been a chore but it never really was when we were together. I could sleep the entire day away without a nightmare or having to constantly open my eyes just so that I could be sure that I was alone.
She became my peace and I’m pushing her away, I’m pushing peace away.
“What exactly are you scared of?!” She asked, her words cutting me like a knife and I just wanted to tell her that the fact that I may not be able to protect her and the things she loves scares the shit out of me.
“Didn’t I just say that my feelings for you are my problem to deal with and not yours? Why are you so bothered? Why can’t you just open your mind or your stupid, stony heart just this fucking much!” She yelled as she glared at me.
Her hands were raised with her thumb and index finger about an inch apart, “why are you so scared of letting your guard down around me?!” She finished
I could see the tears glistening in her eyes and I hated myself for making her feel that way. Of everything I wanted to do to her, making her cry out of pain was never on the list of things I wanted to do.
“Because I did it once, Maeve,” I responded, a huge bile was starting to lodge at the back of my throat as the memories flooded me and all I could see was red. Blood.
“I did it once before and I paid the price,” I chuckled dryly, “I paid more than I could ever afford, I can’t bring myself to do it again.” I finished as I stood to my feet and got closer to her.
She flinched, backing away from me but I didn’t let that stop me as I walked even closer to her, trapping her small body with my big one.
Placing both hands on her shoulder, I couldn’t help but be entranced by her beautiful eyes, her pale face and pouty lips that kisses my worries away and just wraps perfectly around my cock.
Her heartbeat was loud and fast, emphasizing both her anger and frustration and she was doing all that she could to make sure our eyes didn’t meet.
Smiling, I lifted her face so that she was looking into my eyes, so that she could see that I wasn’t lying to her. I might be a lot of things, murderer or whatever but I’d never lie to her.
“What is it?” She coughed, her glassy eyes tried to leave mine but I kept her face in place, capturing her eyes with mine and giving her no escape route.
I didn’t need a saint to tell me that she could see the unspoken pain alive and glowing in my eyes because I could see the pity in hers.
“You can love me all you want but I’d never be able to reciprocate no matter how much I want to,” I started and the pity in her eyes started veering to pain.
“It’s just not something I can do, love is a luxury that I can’t even afford,” I continued, “so, Maeve Hawthorn.” I paused when she shriveled a little.
It was as if her body melted the moment I said her name, her gaze softened and I could almost smell the crazy juice gushing between her legs.
“I will never ever be able to return that feeling of yours.” I finished, my eyes searching hers for words but instead of saying anything, she slapped my hands off of her.
“What if I don’t want you to?” She enquired, “these feelings are mine and you shouldn’t talk like you have the right to decide how I feel about you or-”
“I do have a right to decide how you feel about me,” I cut in before she could finish, “you see, it might be yours but I’m also involved in this and I can’t have you imposing a feeling like Love on me.” I finished.
Her lips thinned, the sound of her teeth gritting was clear and her irritation, disgust, anger and hatred were all clear in the way she glared daggers at me.
“I brought you here for your body, so that you can serve as my slut, a plaything, an avenue for my satisfaction and imposing that disgusting thing on me was never on the table.” I added after a long pause.
“Wh- What?” She stuttered and a tense silence settled between us before she bursted out laughing, “I’m imposing my feelings on you?! You want to talk about imposing on someone?!” She was yelling now.
“I didn’t want to be here in the first place! YOU BROUGHT ME HERE! I HATED YOU AND MADE PEACE WITH THE FACT THAT YOU ONLY WANTED MY BODY BUT YOU KEPT ME A PRISONER AND MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU AND YOU DARE SAY-”
“I didn’t make you do anything, Maeve,” I interrupted and she realized a small gasp, “even all the times I’ve ever fucked you, you begged me to.” I finished.
“I didn’t make you do anything, don’t try to put this on-”
“Get out,” She said sternly before I could finish talking, her eyes were red with anger and glistening with tears as she looked into my eyes.
“Maeve-”
“GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!” She yelled at me, her voice so loud that I felt like my eardrums were going to blow up, “I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE EVER AGAIN! GET OUT!” She screamed.
Without saying anything else, I walked out of her room, closing the door behind me but I could still hear her scream.
“I HATE YOU!” She sounded like she meant it this time and heaving out a sigh, I started walking back to my room but stopped when I saw Levi standing in front of me.
“What did you do to her this time?” He enquired and I rolled my eyes as I walked past him, making my way to my room and lying on the bed, exhausted.
“I’ve been taking care of her for days, she should at least be appreciative.” I growled as I laid on my back and placed my palm over my eyes.
“Whoa, that’s the arrogant, unbearable son of a bitch that we know, Enzo De-Luca,” Levi said, “did you forget you were the one who put her in the situation where you had to take care of her?” He added.
“You’re my best friend, agree with me even when I’m being egotistical, arrogant or unbearable.” I groaned as I got out of bed and started taking off my shirt.
“I want to but not really, that poor girl doesn’t deserve all she’s getting from you.” Levi answered, hitting me with a realistic check.
“Well then she can leave, can’t she?”
“Will you be okay with that?” He asked, “her leaving, I mean? Knowing you, you’d probably just bring her back here.” He finished and I sighed.
Levi didn’t say anything else and I was grateful for that because I couldn’t possibly handle another Maeve conversation. Silently, I changed into different clothes while Levi played a game on his phone.
“She said she loves me.” I couldn’t stop myself from blurting that out to my best friend. I’m a mafia don, I shouldn’t bother about things like this.
I shouldn’t even feel them but I’ve let my guard down with Maeve more than I can afford to and now I’m starting to question the nickname that society has given me.
“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?” Levi asked, tossing his phone in his pocket as we both walked out of the room and towards the bar.
“You love her too even if you try to deny it, shouldn’t you both try to figure something out, make it work and maybe then Yvette will finally realize that I like her.” He blurted.
“What?!” My eyes widened, “you like Yvette?” I asked even though I can’t say that I’m surprised but Levi only brushed it off with a laugh.
“Someone, I always wind up with your leftovers,” he said and I stiffened. I felt very bad for him, “I know about your sexual relationship.” He said, turning to face me with a smile that made me weak.
“I wanted to stop caring, you know, I fucked tons of girls but that did nothing but add to my body count, she wouldn’t look at me, I mean, she’s okay with being your whore just as long as she’s useful to you.”
“I know everything, Enzo, and it might be selfish and stupid but it’s one of the reasons I want you to get with Maeve and settle with her like you did with Adele but that’s not going to happen.” He paused.
I stiffened at the sound of that name and I felt my blood rushing, the name alone had the insane power to make me feel things that I don’t want to feel.
“Whether or not you get with Maeve, I’ll always be your second in command, supporting every decision you make, I swore my loyalty to you and I’m not going to break that.” He finished.
I only stood there, a little immobilized and mostly angry with no valid reason why I’m feeling so hot.
“Oh!” He said as he checked his phone, “rain check on the drinks? I have to be somewhere.” He swung his phone in my face before walking away.
Lie. He didn’t have to be anywhere. He’s running away.