Chapter 59: Chapter Fifty Nine

*Gabriela*

As soon as I walked through the door I was rushed by Maria’s and Ernesto’s children, who all started speaking at once. I wasn’t able to get through the door as Sabrina clutched me tightly to her, tears in her eyes. Thank goodness they were able to take the bandage off my head before we left the hospital. Who knew how they all would have reacted if they saw that.

“We were so worried about you!” Sabrina cries out, not letting me go and staring up at me.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Should you be leaving the hospital so soon?” Orlando asks with a hint of concern as he stood by my side.

I go to open my mouth to talk but Maria comes out of nowhere and starts shooing them all away.

“That’s enough, all of you! Let the poor girl breathe!” She chastise them while pulling them away from me just to give me a hug herself.

“Mija, how do you feel? You look too pale. Come. Straight to your room and into your bed. I’ll make you some soup and bring it up to you.”

She doesn’t give me a chance to say anything as I’m quickly pushed in the direction of the stairs. I stop on the first step as Ivy, who I had completely forgotten was still here, stands up on the landing looking down on me.

The bruises on her eyes were starting to fade and her nose didn’t look as swollen as before. She slowly starts walking down as the commotion behind me was still going on. She stops right next to me and whispers,

“Seems one of you made it out alive.”

And continues to go on her way and into the living room. It was apparent Dom didn’t keep his mouth shut. Why wouldn’t he? She was supposedly the love of his life after all. Something he still needs a rude awakening from.

I didn’t have the strength nor the energy to deal with her. I still didn’t know how long she planned on staying, but hopefully sooner rather than later that she was going to leave eventually. I start walking up the stairs and into my room.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary so that was a good thing. I was afraid she would have snooped into my room looking for whatever she could against me. Either she was good at covering her tracks or she truly didn’t bother to come in here. Not like she would have found anything anyways.

The door shuts causing me to turn around to see who had been behind me. Enzo sets the pharmacy bag on my nightstand and comes up to wrap his arms around me with such care it felt like he believed I was going to break or something.

“Let’s get you in the shower and back into bed.” He says.

“I told you. I’m fine and had plenty of sleep already. I’m not tired.” I press, ready to move on with life.

“And I told you, until we know for sure you’re in the clear that I’m going to baby you and make sure you’re all better and taken good care of.”

He looked so serious that I couldn’t help feeling a flush of pleasure shoot through me. I never had anyone other than my mother care about me the way he was doing now. Leaning in I kiss him with all the feelings that was going through me in that very moment. And all I wanted to do was strip him down and have my way with him.

To hell with nearly dying and having a concussion. I never wanted to fuck him more than I’ve ever wanted too than right now. Enzo wouldn’t allow that though. He was too much of a gentleman and worrywart to allow that to happen.

So, I smile as I pull away and say sweetly, “I’m going to need help washing my hair out, can you join me please?”

His eyes flash with desire before he tamps it down quickly, giving me a soft smile in return. “No funny business, love. But I’ll join you.”

I couldn’t help the huge smile to spread across my face as I take his hand, pulling him after me straight to the bathroom and I didn’t care who saw us as we went in and locked the door. I didn’t even care that we didn’t even grab clean clothes or any products that I was going to need. There was always extra anyways for guests.

And thank God the bathroom was a large one with two sinks a large bathtub next to a glassed shower to the side of it.

“How about a bath first? Get those muscles all nice and relaxed.” He goes to the tub and turns it on to a bearable heated temperature.

I walk up behind him as he checks the water. Slowly grazing my hands under his shirt and onto his bare skin I reach upward to start taking it off. At least his shirt wasn’t a button up and more of a soft cotton one that made him look so deliciously good looking.

He doesn’t protest as my hands touch his beautiful soft skin, rising the shirt right over his head. As soon as his flesh was revealed to me, I lean in and gently kiss his strong back and wherever I could reach. I feel him slightly tense and then relax.

“Gabby…” His warning tone softly bounced off the tiles of the bathroom.

“Am I not allowed to just simply give you a kiss for taking care of me?” I ask innocently and I hear him lowly chuckle.

“Do you honestly believe I would fall for that? You’re hurt.” He turns around to face me with a look that stated not to go any further.

But it was so frustrating to listen to that request. I wanted him all to myself, to feel his skin on mine, to feel him inside me, to wrap my arms around him and never let go. He was making this hard to get that accomplished all because he thinks I’m still an invalid.

“I know that look. It’s only for a few days.” He pleads as he starts taking my clothes off for me.

Once I was down to my bra and underwear he frowns with worry. There was a huge fading bruise from when I fell on the ground after Ivy attacked me which he didn’t know about. He gently rubs the sore flesh, sighing heavily.

“How’s your head. Turn around so I can take a look at it.”

I do exactly what he tells me as I reply, “It doesn’t hurt anymore. No headaches or dizziness. The nausea faded a while ago. Now it’s just-” I hiss as he slightly put pressure around the gash I was sure was still there.

“The stitches look good. We have to go back in a couple of days to remove them. There’s still dried blood in your hair so I’ll carefully wash it for you.”

All I could do is nod my head at that, taking off the rest of my clothes. He wasn’t going to budge on anything else so might as well let him do what he wants. I turn back around, and I could see that he was trying his hardest to avoid my nakedness which only made me smile.

I reach over to start unbuckling his pants. Together we get him undressed the rest of the way. I arch an eyebrow when I see he was sporting a semi. Looking up at him his cheeks flush a little.

“What do you expect? You’re standing here in front of me completely naked. I’m a hot blooded man who finds you sexy as fuck.” He mumbles as he turns away to the bath and gets right in.

I watch him standing there in the steaming water reaching out his hand. “Are you going to join me?”

Biting my lower lip, trying to prevent the grin from showing, I take his hand and join him. Sinking down into the large tub that was big enough for the both of us, I sigh in bliss as the hot water immediately starts its healing powers on my muscles. Leaning back against his chest, I couldn’t help feeling him poking me in the back.

He shifts to make himself more comfortable and an immediate thought rushes through me that I was so lucky to have someone like Enzo Giordano to fall in love with, who loved me right back. But while one obstacle was out of the way, there was still plenty more to get through before we could be one hundred precent happy and free.

I was just afraid of what we had to do to get through those obstacles. Especially the biggest one of them all. Our fathers. We couldn’t hide from them forever and neither was going to accept either of us being together. I wasn’t sure what we had to do, but it had to be something because I wasn’t going to let him go, not when I was finally able to have him.

Enzo was mine and I was his. And if we had to severe ties with our names I was willing to do it. But was Enzo? Was Enzo willing to give up everything just to be with me? I would like to think so, but when it came to that point only actions would tell.

And I wasn’t in any hurry to find out.