Vanessa

      

    Bile threatened to move up my throat as Enzo dragged his knuckles up and down my cheek.

    “Oh, how long I’ve waited for this.” His voice was hard, dark, and filled with so much malice, that it had the power to make my ears bleed. “If it wasn’t for my father’s need for meticulous planning, I would have claimed you for myself years ago.” 

    “But you already did remember? The night you fucked me…in more ways than one.” I glared at him. The face I once loved was now nothing more than a reminder of how much I fucking hated him. 

    He leaned closer and licked his lips. “Oh,...