CHAPTER 8

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• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 8

  I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling for a transient minute, then I train my eyes to my raised legs.I am lying on the cold marble floor half-naked, my legs are elevated above the heart's level using a few throw pillows and nanny is kneeling beside me.What the hell happened?"Thank God you are awake. I was going to dial 911." She tells me, placing her right hand on my forehead to feel my body temperature like I am suddenly two. "You gave me quite a scare."And she looks every bit of it. Scared, appalled, and shell-shocked.I shut my eyes tight to try and remember anything, something...Enzo dropped me a few minutes ago, I walked in the house and nanny helped me with the shopping bag and then everything else blurs."What happened?"My voice is a hoarse weak whisper.I feel so confused and

• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 9

  "You will fucking pay for this, mother fucker!" Matt shouts, bumping the locked door from the outside.The sound of his voice makes me so sick and so disgusted."You should leave, sir." A guy I assume to be the bodyguard tells Matt politely."I will make you pay for humiliating me."Poor guy. He is such a wuss.I would never have the guts to face my wife if anyone humiliated me that way in her presence."I am so scared," Enzo says, not too loud and I chuckle."You should come with me!" The guy orders Matt."Don't you fucking touch me, I can find my way out." He shouts at him. "I am Matthew fucking Bryant and no one messes with a Bryant....." His voice drifts away and I heave a sigh of relief."So a Bryant is allowed to mess with anyone but not the other way round?"

• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 8

  He doesn't have the decency to ask if he can come inside. He just walks past me like he owns the entire place, leaving me at the doorstep.I feel the adrenaline surging through me and I am literally shaking with rage.My fists clenching and unclenching, so ready to punch something. My nostrils are flaring, my breaths rapid and my jaw is so set.I am trying really hard to bridle my temper right now and believe me, it is taking every ounce of myself control.I just want to pounce on his neck and choke the life out of him. I am so fucking tempted and I am afraid if I turn to look at him I won't have it in me to stop.Where in hell did he get the audacity to show up in my hotel room even after the pain that he has caused me?Not that it would have changed anything, but he should have at least given me time to heal.The wound is still fresh and so

• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 7

  My left arm goes automatically around Enzo the minute he lies on the bed besides me and he sucks in a deep breath.My hand move on its own accord, fingertips brushing along the contours and the ridges of his well sculpted chest, and I can feel the vibrant power emanating from the muscles beneath it.I pause my movement for a second to feel the throb of his heart and it's beating furiously, in an insane speed.I slowly run my fingers down to his abbs and when I try to get into his pants he quickly holds my hand captive with a single hand and he brings it to rest on his chest.I try to pry from his tight grip but I end up wincing in pain.Dude is strong as fuck.I give up and I decide to use my tongue instead, he will give in eventually.He has to.I mean, no man can resist those wet neck licks from a woman unless..

• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 6

  It is not yet 8:00 pm but the place is almost packed.A few people are on the dance floor dancing to Camp Mulla's 'Party Don't Stop' but the majority are on the tables busy enjoying their drinks.There are a few empty tables but Enzo takes me straight to the bar and he pulls a barstool for me like the gentleman that he is.He proceeds to sit next to me and I roam my eyes around as he summons the barmaid."What is your favorite drink?" He asks, placing his car key and his phone on the counter.I don't even waste a beat. "Henny."I fucking love Hennessey!Matt introduced me to Henny on our very first date and I swear it was love at first shot.It was love at first sight for Matt too.I think I will have a hard time forgetting that motherfucker. I can't even have my favorite drink without

• MR. WRONG   CHAPTER 5

  "I should go take a shower." I say, a nervous smile forming on my lips and Enzo steps back without saying a single word.I hold my loosely strapped gown up, lest it falls as I walk to the bedroom and I swear I can feel Enzo's eyes drilling small holes on my back.I release a breath that I wasn't aware I was holding when I step in the room, closing the door behind me and I let my gown fall carelessly around my feet.I am in a white backless corset and a pink lacey garter belt lingerie that I had worn under my wedding dress.Ooh, and I am still in my six inches pair of heels.I did put on so much effort to look sexy for Matt but it was all for naughts.I just wasted my precious time to please an asshole that doesn't even deserve it.Have been having fantasies about this particular day for a very long time and I even anticipate