BONUS STORY: Tanya & Enzo 9

BONUS STORY: Tanya & Enzo 9
TEN: 

Tanya's POV: 

I watched the doctor walk away, letting his words sink in.

My first emotion. 

Relief.

And then came the realization…

Enzo.

It was definitely him.

I didn't have anyone else. I didn't even tell Natalia what I've been going through for the past month.

It was him.

I can bet my life on it.

And that meant… he was still having me followed. 

My heart flipped and it shouldn't.

No normal person thinks it's cute or romantic.

But I do. 

I had convinced myself he'd absolutely forget about me once I'd left. Sure he stalked me before I even knew he existed but we've fucked, several times and I assumed since he's gotten what he wanted, he'd forget about me.

Don't blame me for thinking this way. Guys do that all the time even though there are exceptions.

Since I left, I'd struggled and failed to get him off my mind. My silly ass named my dildo, Enzo. Mom's illness had helped a bit by taking my mind off him but I knew he wasn't going anywhere.

He's successfully engraved his name in my head in the time we've spent together and I was only deceiving myself when I thought distance and zero communication would work. Sure, after the first two nights of returning home, I stopped feeling like a weight had been placed on my chest. 

I shouldn't be this happy that he hasn't forgotten about me and decided to help me because it doesn't mean anything. He helped because truly, he's a sweet guy not because he wanted to spend forever with me.

Did I want him to spend forever with me even though that was far-fetched?

Yes.

I didn't realize I was smiling until I heard my mom call for me.  I debated whether or not to tell but that would mean talking about Enzo and I couldn't do that. I didn't even know what we were to each other.

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8:09PM

Like always, after leaving mom at the hospital, I came home, bathed, and did whatever needed to be done. I'd just stepped out of my bathroom in my towel only to find Enzo sitting at the edge of my bed looking as sinfully handsome as ever. 

My heart was racing from excitement, and my body trembled with it too but I fought to keep my cool.

I stalked over to him. “You couldn't just stay away, huh?” 

He rose from the bed, those sinful eyes drank me in but I could see the worry in them even before he spoke. “How are you?” 

I gave him a small smile as I came to a stop in front of him. “Alive and well.” 

“And your mom? The doctor said she was recovering.” 

“She's out of danger now,” I replied calmly.  “And Enzo, thank you so much for your help, really. The bills could have wrecked me.” 

His hand landed on my bare arm, sparking an electric feeling in my stomach. “You don't need to thank me. All you need to do is ask and I'll come through in a heartbeat. I just want to make sure you're doing okay. Are you?” 

This time when he asked again, it cracked my chest open. “I'm exhausted, mentally drained…” My voice cracked as tears threatened at the corner of my eyes. “But most of all, I was scared, you know? I thought I'd lose her and finally be alone with no family left… and…” 

He pulled me in, hugging me so tightly as if he could tell her deeply the thought of death and being alone terrified me even though I always tried to play it cool.

We stayed like that and he just let me ugly cry into his shirt, letting everything I truly felt but had to stay strong for my mother and act like I was invincible…

Later that night, we kissed until my lips were swollen and raw, we touched each other's bodies as if reacquainting ourselves with it and soon, he was pounding my orgasm out of me.

Maybe I shouldn't have given in to my body's desires since, well, I was trying hard to detach myself from him. 

But it was a much-needed orgasm if you ask me.