Genevieve’s Point of View
“Mrs. Enzo,” I heard Cora whisper as she tapped my shoulder gently.
“Hm, I groaned sleepily, pushing her hand away as I tried to go back to sleep.
It was a long, terrifying, and sleepless night for me. I was traumatized by last night and could barely get any sleep..
“Mr. Enzo is preparing breakfast for you,” her voice came again.§
My eyes snapped open at those words. Every ounce of sleep vanished from me immediately.}
“What did you say?” I asked, trying to confirm that I heard correctly.
*Mr. Enzo is preparing breakfast. He said we should inform you and help you…”
“Show me to the kitchen,” I interrupted her as I hopped out of bed.§
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I stopped abruptly at the sight before me, and I suddenly forgot how to breathe. Enzo stood at the stove, with his broad back facing me, entirely shirtless with nothing but a black apron hanging loosely around his neck and tied low at his waist.
My eyes traced from his wide and powerful shoulders down to his lean, sculpted waist. His biceps tensed as he moved his arms, and the apron did little to conceal the strength radiating from his frame.
He’s looking so clean and hot right now, it’s hard to believe he’s the same man who came home covered in blood last night.
As if he’s feeling my lustful gaze on him, he turned around and flashed me a smile. “You’re awake.“>>
I nodded simply, unable to form a word because my brain was in disarray.
“How was your night? Did you get a good sleep?”
I didn’t get a good sleep, but I nodded anyway. After all, what I’m seeing has made up for my sleepless night.
“Go freshen up and come down for breakfast.” He winked at me.
My cheeks reddened as I blushed.
Okay,” I replied quietly and ran back to my room.
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Breakfast was quiet. Enzo was no longer shirtless, but I could still see his strong chest because his shirt was transparent.
I bit my lower lip as I stared at him, my mind clouding with dirty imaginations.
“Like what you see, babygirl?”
His words caught me off guard, making me cough as I choked on my burrito.
“Easy, easy,” he offered me a glass of water.
I politely rejected it and reached for my glass instead. What’s wrong with me? How can I lust over a murderer? As if my thoughts weren’t scolding me enough, my mom’s warning started replaying in my head.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered.
He sighed. “So, I wanted to talk to you about last night.“}
‘Last night? What happened last night? I was too sleepy when you returned. I didn’t see anything,” I said.
He stared at me for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.”
“Are you scared of me?”
I shook my head quickly. “Nope.” I released a nervous laugh.
“I didn’t…”
“Can we not talk about last night, please?”
God! What have I gotten myself into? Did I escape one prison to be trapped in another one?N
‘I’m not a bad person, babygirl.”
“I know,” I answered.
It seemed like he wanted to explain himself but decided against it.”
“You don’t have any new clothes here. I’ll take you shopping after breakfast,” he said.N
My brows furrowed. “What about those clothes in the closet? Aren’t they new?”
“They’re new but… his gaze softened, “…I just wanted us to do something together. I want to know how it feels like to go shopping with my woman.“%
There was this longing in his voice, like this was something he wanted to do so badly
“Fine. I will… The sudden beep of my phone interrupted &
I reached for it and checked it, only to see I had a message from an unknown number, and it read: “Come to the Truck Park right now, or your mother will die. Come alone.“”
My eyes widened as fear consumed me. Who is this?%
10:06 AM D
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“Baby, are you okay?” Enzo asked when he noticed my drastic change of expression.
“It’s…” I wanted to tell him about the text but stopped when I recalled their warning: Come alone.}
“Baby?”
I wore a forced smile. “It’s nothing. I got a text from my best friend. She just called off her wedding, and she wants me to come keep her company,” I lied.
“Right now?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, finish your food. I will drop you off and-”
“No!”
He knitted his brows. “You just said your friend needs your company. It’ll be faster if I drop you off.“}]
Seeing as I could never convince him to let me go alone, I decided to try another way.”
“I mean, I have an idea. Let’s go shopping first, then you’ll drop me off at her place after.”
“Why shopping first?“&
“I don’t think I’ll be in the mood to shop if I go to my friend first.” It’s such a flawed lie, but I’m desperate.} Thankfully, he nodded in agreement. I pushed my chair back and got up.”
“I’m done.”
He looked at my plate. “You barely touched the food.“}
“Hm,” I simply hummed in response.
Without saying another word, I ran upstairs to my room to get my purse.§
My plan is simple: follow Enzo to the mall and sneak away.
