ARIANA
I closed my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder. I couldn't take it anymore. “So, what am I getting for breakfast? I'm starving. I have no problem eating someone sweet and salty as well.” Enzo whispered softly in my ear and squeezed my thigh.
Something was happening to me and he knew exactly what it was. He enjoyed watching me suffer in a way I had never felt before. It's not like I have never been on his lap before. I grew up eating, reading, doing my homework and even playing with his phone on his lap. But then, our relationship changed the day he married me.
Enzo's lap was different now. It made me feel butterflies in my stomach whenever he pulled me on his lap. And that went for when I was angry as well. “I'll make blueberry pancakes for you. With scrambled eggs and bacon.” I answered his question hurriedly. I wanted to get off of his lap as soon as possible.
Enzo leaned closer to my ear. I gripped onto his arm so I wouldn't fall down. Or maybe, I was losing it. “I want to have your egg rolls.” He whispered huskily to my ear then placed a featherlight peck on my ear. The smooching sounds made me shiver.
“Okay! Whatever you want. But please, let me go.” I whimpered, trying to pull away from his lap. One of his arms was still wrapped around my waist, keeping me close to his chest. His hand on my thigh travelled toward my face. He cupped my face from the side and placed a soft peck on my cheek. I exhaled softly as his lips touched my cheek.
“Fine! I will let you off easily this time. But you will end up in my bed real soon.” My eyes widened at his words. Before I could even voice my opinion, he let go of me and placed the bouquet in my arms again. Biting my lower lip, I quickly hopped off of his lap and ran away from him. He was dangerous. Cutely dangerous. Sexily dangerous. And I couldn't control myself around him.
When I had calmed down, I was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for us both. The maids were doing their work. He wanted only me to cook for him. I knew he always liked whatever I cooked. He was the one who taught me how to cook.
“Get out, everyone. Leave us alone.” I froze in my place when I heard him growling at everyone. Everyone quietly left the kitchen. I heard him locking the door. My heart was literally pounding against my rib cage, trying to escape.
I was trying to focus on my work and ignore how he was slowly walking toward me. Every footstep he took toward me, made my breath hitch. When he was finally standing behind me, he placed both of his hands on the edge of the stove and leaned forward. He placed his chin on my shoulder.
“I am starving. Are you almost done, Mio Tesoro?” He asked calmly. I licked my lips because his hot breaths on my ear was strring a storm within me.
“It's almost done. Why don't you take a seat? I'll bring you your breakfast in a few minutes.” I replied to him in a shaky voice. He pulled away and went to the chairs that are set against the counter.
I quickly finished up and set the food in front of him. I was about to walk away when he grabbed my wrist and again, pulled me on his lap. “Enzo, what are you doing?” I asked, squirming on his lap. I froze when he leaned forward. I stopped breathing when his face was merely a few inches away from mine.
“I can't control it anymore, Mio Tesoro. I want something from you. Your eyes are bright today. Just like they used to be. And I want something from you.” I tested his minty breaths in my mouth when he spoke to me. I was trying to stay focused on his eyes but the way he was constantly licking his lips, I couldn't concentrate.
His eyes were hooded with a kind of darkness that makes my stomach tickle from the inside. “What can I possibly give you, Enzo?” I asked, curious about whatever was going on in his mind.
Before I could think straight, he pinched my chin lightly and guided my face to his. “I want to taste your lips.” I shivered as he whispered those words. He was about to slam his lips on mine. But my mind took control back from my stupid heart and I was able to place my palm in between our lips.
Enzo pulled away and looked at me with a raised brow. “You can't have everything without it benefiting me as well.” My heart was pounding in my rib cage as I tried to negotiate with the man who was known to be ruthless while negotiating. I shivered when he snaked one of his arms around my waist.
“I see that you have finally adapted to a thing or two from me. Good girl! Now tell me what are we negotiating for. Tell me, what can I give you to finally let me drink from your lips. My thrist is growing by every single second.” I knew he was shameless, just never knew he was this much shameless.
I had to hide my face in the crock of his neck. I knew I was red like a tomato. I heard him chuckle then he placed a hand on my back. “I will kiss you once you let me join the college.” I spoke out loud when I had found my courage.
“What?” That sudden change in his tone made me gulp hard. Taking a deep breath, I pulled away from him.
“You were the one who helped me with my studies. It was your dream for me to study hard and rise up with my own business. You spent too many sleepless nights just to get me through my exams. And you were excited the most when I passed for the scholarship. I know, it's your dream and you just can't let me abandon it after you put so much effort to this.” I was trying to stay calm but it was almost impossible.
I hated it whenever I couldn't read his face. It almost felt like I was sitting on a mine. “Please! I swear I will be good. Just let me finish my studies.” I was pleading with him by then.
“I'll get the kiss now, when I give you the permission or after you have joined?” He asked and I sighed.
“I know, it's almost impossible for you to… what?” I was in an utter shock when his words replayed in my mind. With wide eyes, I was staring at his face. Jis lips curled up in a smirk and this mischievous glint I saw in his eyes. “Are you serious?” I asked out of curiosity. He grinned ear to ear and nodded his head while our gaze locked together. I couldn't hold back my excited squeal as I hugged him tightly.