My Enemy’s Daughter

HENRICO ZATTANI

I rest her left foot on my thigh and finish tying the laces, just like I did on her right foot. I feel her eyes burn into me the entire time, but I linger over the simple task and put off meeting her eyes and talking to her.

I can hear your heartbeat and feel your nervousness.

Now that we’ve fucked, I’m not sure, I’m ready for a conversation. I don’t even know if I want to have one. When I got out of the car and came after her, I didn’t have any rational thought circling my mind other than confronting her and demanding an explanation for leaving. I was furious, I’ve been living on the edge since she sent that damn text and destroyed the altar of perfection I created for her.

The fault is mine.

I put a lot of expectations on a girl, she wasn’t mature enough to face a relationship with me and I don’t believe she is now. I don’t trust her anymore, either.

She left me.

I won’t be able to erase the fact that she left from my mind. However, I couldn’t resist when I saw her leave that room, her red face and eyes full of tears moved me in an inexplicable way and all the anger passed, but it was when I put my arms around her that I could realize how much this brat cared about me. Affects.

Her scent made me addicted.

Her eyes capture me. And the mouth, damn it! That mouth drives me crazy. But Amelia Leal is too malleable. The girl is extremely manipulated by her parents and doesn’t even realize it. I can’t trust someone who doesn’t respond to his own commands, even if I see in her the same desire that burns in my chest, I can’t stay by her side without knowing if when her father calls she will stay or run to him.

” Need to go. I look for you.” I say, getting to my feet again, avoiding his eyes.

She opens and closes her mouth to say something to me, but decides against it, opting for her typical snobbish can, turning her little nose.

“You can’t eat me and then leave.” she says, crossing her arms over her chest, sassy.

I clench my fists, managing not to look into her pale irises now that the light is on, and I can see her face.

I have to resist.

I have to resist.

I need to resist.

“Sounds more like something you would do.”  I say, remembering the fact that she traveled after our first time.

I hear his indignant growl and manage a smile.

“I really need to go, Amelia.”

No, I don’t, I just have to get away from you.”

” You really are unbelievable, Henrico Zattani.” I fume, letting out a breath of air.

I nod, turning around to finally open the door and escape the temptation.

“Don’t you dare leave again, I swear I’ll hunt you down to hell.” I point a finger at her, not resisting, and glancing at her pretty face that is flushed with anger.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I didn’t write that message.” He mutters, stomping his foot hard on the floor like a child when I close the door behind me.

I look up and down the hall and realize it’s practically empty, I smile.

I leave the hospital through the back, avoiding the crowd of reporters at the main door, and I spot Guilhermino’s truck in the distance.

“I thought I told you to leave.” ” I say, slamming the door when I enter.

He snorts, giving me a sullen expression.

“You don’t order me, boy.” He growls, starting the car and making me laugh out loud.

“Well, what if what I had to do in there took longer? ” I question, turning my face to face him.

A mocking smile spreads across her mouth.

“I know why you went in there, and under no circumstances would it take you more than a few minutes to solve your…problem.” He drags out the last one, making me frown at what he’s just suggested.

I laugh, influenced by an inexplicable good mood.

“You’re right, I just need a few minutes to reach my goal, no matter what I do. I give him a smile, cynical, smug, so he can feel the level of my confidence.

He snorts at first but breaks into laughter with me seconds later.

” Where are? I scream, pulling out all the objects I keep inside the safe in my office and throwing them on the floor.

“What now, man?” Guilhermino enters suddenly, finding the door open, and I look at him as my last salvation.

“I’ve been stolen. ” I clarify, and he widens his eyes, noticing the safe open and empty.

” What? Today? You think it was someone from the farm, because I have total respect for every employee on this place, and I know every one of them. ” I shake my head, leaning on the chair in front of me.

” I don’t know. ” I murmur.

He looks at me confused.

” What did they steal? She asks, sweeping her eyes around the office and noticing the mess I’ve made.

” The evidence against Augusto Leal.”

His gaze falters for a second when they come back to me and I feel his body tense, he walks over to me and palms my shoulder, squeezing lightly.

“We’ll look into that later, it’s too late and we have another meeting tomorrow. ” Speaks, in a quiet tone that takes me out of seriousness.

What?

” Not. You do not understand? I got robbed, someone took the only evidence I had against that bastard, and I can’t just go to bed like nothing happened. I slam my fist down on the table, causing a loud clatter.

I watch his jaw tighten and he scratches his temple, massaging it in before turning back to face me.

” By God, Henrico . You had these papers all these months and you didn’t keep them, what changed?” His voice cracks, though he struggles to maintain control.

I frown, not understanding the meaning of his question.

” With the evidence in hand, I exercised power over Augusto Leal, I maintained my position ahead of him in that game, without them, I’m back to square one. ”

I’ll explain.

He blacks his eyebrows together and stares at me for long seconds.

” I don’t think that’s why, you kept them because your game needed spectators, one in particular, but since she was gone, the fun ended. However, now that she’s back…..” I leap across the table and grab him by the shirt, getting face to face.

“Don’t talk nonsense, Guilhermino. You know my strategy has changed, but I still want that motherfucker behind bars. ” Growl.

He glares at me, not letting his guard down, and we keep it that way, daring each other to make the first move. He’s the first to relent, taking my hands off his shirt.

“Okay, we’ll find it, but there’s someone waiting for you in your room. ” He says, pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

I arch an eyebrow and he shrugs, rolling his eyes.

“Go over there.”

I leave him alone in my office and head upstairs as fast as I can, trying to rein in the anticipation that builds in my chest with each step I take. I open my bedroom door slowly, taking a long breath before stepping inside.

“Amelia?” I say, not entirely surprised, but still stunned by the way I find her.

She’s naked, wrapped in a golden satin sheet I didn’t even know I had, the fabric covers her from the waist down, showing off her perfect bust, giving me a privileged view of her perfect little tits.

Damn!

She looks at me with those jellyfish eyes and my cock throbs, harder than stone, crazy about her.

” I need you. ” He says, holding out his arm for me to hold.

And I will go. I don’t ask why she’s naked in my bed in the middle of the night even though I said earlier today that I would be the one to look for it, no, I forget everything when she looks at me in that seductive way, shattering the idea that she is a girl…