“If you lock yourself in your bedroom, I’ll just break the door down. It doesn’t have to be like this, Jenna.”
I come to a halt by the foot of the stairs. My body is trembling badly, and my heart is beating a mile a second, never mind a minute, or whatever the saying is.
Reluctantly, I turn around, and as Enzo stalks toward me, looking like a predator who’s planning on tearing me apart, I shake my head wildly.
I give him a pleading look, and he stops a few feet away from me, his features softening a little.
“I won’t hurt you. Out of everything I’ve told you tonight, let that sink in. You are safe with me. You don’t have to worry about robbers hurting you or some bastard taking photos of you. I’ll protect you from all of them.”
He's insane. Legit, mentally unstable. There’s no other explanation.
Enzo takes two huge steps, and it eats up the distance between us before I can react. As I begin to turn so I can run, hishands shoot up and frame my face. Leaning down, his eyes burn into mine as he admits, “I’m in love with you. That means there’s nowhere safer on this planet for you than by my side.”
I take hold of his wrists, giving him another pleading look as a sob sputters from me. I try to force the words to leave my mouth, but I’m too distressed for them to come.
He dips his head, and for a split second, my anxiety rockets to hell and gone when I think he’s going to kiss me, but instead, he presses his mouth to my forehead while pulling me into a gentle hug.
“You’re safe with me,” he repeats, holding me as if I’m precious.
Unable to keep it together any longer, sobs begin to shudder from my chest.
I don’t know what to think or do.
Where do I even begin to make sense of this?
Chapter 15
ENZO
Out of sheer desperation, I admitted my feelings to Jenna in the hopes that it would calm her down if she knew I cared about her.
It didn’t. Instead, it had the opposite effect.
I rub my hand up and down her back, hating how badly she’s trembling and the heartbreaking sobs coming from her.
“It’s going to be okay,” I say for what feels like the hundredth time. “There’s nowhere safer for you than with me.”
Foda-se!I didn’t want to trigger her like this.
“You’ll get used to me,” I murmur before pressing a kiss to her hair. “I’ll give you the world, and all I ask in return is that you’ll be mine.”
The more I talk, the harder she cries, and eventually, I just keep quiet, holding her while she sobs her heart out against my chest.
This is not what I wanted. I fucked up for a second night in a row.
I close my eyes, trying to think of how I can calm her down, but I can’t come up with anything.
Deus,I suck at this.
It’s because I’ve never had any kind of relationship in my life. I don’t know how to deal with people, least of all someone as sensitive and fragile as Jenna.
Finally, she calms down, and when she pulls back, I let go of her and lean down so I can see her eyes. They’re swollen and red as she wipes her cheeks dry with her palms.
My eyebrows draw together, and using the language she prefers, I give her a pleading look while I take hold of her hand and press it to my heart.
Lost sobs quiver over her lips, and when she ducks her head to avoid my gaze, I whisper gently, “I just want to make you happy. I didn’t mean to trigger you.”
When she peeks at me from under her bangs, my heart squeezes in my chest.
