Yes?
No?
Maybe?
“No,” I insisted, though I wasn’t entirely sure it was the truth.
I mean, I was curious about the male body. I imagined most girls my age were. Then again, most girls my age had at least seen a real life penis. Was I really that pathetic?
“You’re positively adorable when your nose scrunches up like that.” He pressed his finger to the tip of my nose. “My cute littlepulsante.”
My brows furrowed. He’d called me that before. “What does that mean?”
“Pulsante?” he asked, while holding out another piece of my sandwich.
I nodded in response.
“It’s Italian for button.”
I stared at the silver flecks glimmering in his blue eyes, wondering why he’d call me button? That was a nickname for someone cute. I wasn’t cute. I was barely average.
Apparently, my captor wasn’t in the mood to explain. Nor did I ask. I sat on the floor, enjoying every bite he fed me, while soaking up his warmth. I almost let myself feel some semblance of hope. Until he put the cover back on the cart and pushed off the chair.
“Well, Pet, it seems our time together is over.”
My heart dropped. The inky black curtain of darkness was closing in. Settling in heavy waves of despair around me. I couldn’t survive another stint of solitude.
“Please don’t leave,” I whispered, hating how desperate I sounded.
Though Enzo’s back was to me, I could hear the victory in his voice. “You want me to stay?”
Was I really begging the man who kidnapped for company?
I hung my head in shame as one word left my lips, “Yes.”
“Why should I?” I heard his footsteps click across the floor, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. “What are you going to do for me?”
My stomach flipped as my pulse picked up. That same image we’d both been thinking about when his fingers were in my mouth, flashed through my mind.
“What do you want?”
Desire dripped thickly off his every word. “You know what I want.”
A tear rolled down my cheek, because I did know. He wanted me to break my vow. To take the one thing I told myself I’d hang onto no matter what, and crush it in front of my face.
My captor wasn’t just a monster. He was the personification of evil. A stain that would forever mar my soul. And, I was ready to give it to him. Anything was better than being alone in the dark.
“I’m waiting, Pet.”
Huffing out a long breath, I pushed myself off the floor. That’s when tendrils of fear really took hold. He was staring at me. Watching me with so much intensity, it felt like my skin was melting off. My hands fisted around the silk hem covering my form, as I tentatively stepped closer to him.
Enzo somehow seemed bigger. The planes of his solid chest pressed against his shirt like intimidating lines of power. My knees got weaker with every step I took.
By the time I was in front of him, trembles wracked my body so hard, it was difficult to stay on my feet.
My captor cocked an impatient brow down at me.
I don’t know what scared me more. The way his eyes darkened, or the hint of excitement trickling behind the anxiety in my veins.
