All Chapters of Sold and in love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Enzo) I had a hunch on what papa was after but I needed to make sure and maybe it had nothing to do with Becks, but I couldn't risk. I already had Lucas to take her away from, my father was an extra worry.My chest was lightly pressed by the weight of her body and her breathing was regular caressing my skin. She fell asleep in my arms, sobbing. Has this woman ever smiled, laughed, in her life? I was wondering. My phone was still buzzing in my hand with the call I had from papa but I didn't answer nor put it down. I wouldn't want it to make noise and woke her up. She was peacefully sleeping on top of me and it was the first time her body was relaxed and molding on mine like a silk fabric embracing the skin.The called stopped and I finally could put the phone on the night table next to the bed. With my left arms I was holding Becks firmly on me and with my now free right hand I brushed aside some rebel strands of her black hair awa

(Enzo) It's so damn late and I am doing my best to control the car as am speeding like crazy on an empty road. I was happy that finally I have arranged all businesses here, in NY, which means I can travel to Italy any time and most importantly I can spend time with Becks. I left her alone for too long. I didn't pay any attention to my phone today, jumping from one meeting to another till so late that I am sure she is not awake by now. When finally, I checked my phone before getting in my car it was filled with missed calls, Papa, Salvatore, but mostly from Becks. The last one was half an hour go and that's the one that worried me most. It's a late call and I really hope nothing happened.I pull the car in front of the house and jump out of it rushing on the door inside."Becks!" I call her hoping she is still awake."In here, Vincenzo," I hear my father's voice from the living room and it makes me stiff."What are you

(Lucas) Fuck, it burned like shit! My hand clenches stronger to Becca's as the metal sends pain all through my back. I try to move my legs but their feel weak and soft and the sharp shouts of Becca tell me that I am not doing good. I feel stifled and I seem to have difficulties in inhaling air. I have to take Becca to safety but I don't see Gio around, not even Ben. Where the fuck are they? Above me the sky seems so beautiful, so blue and some drops fall on my face. Is it raining? Damn, there is no cloud on the sky, how can it rain? Someone calls my name, again and again. Becca, where the hell is Becca? My body seem so heavy and I can't even move my eyelids and this fucking smell of blood fills my nostrils but there is one more scent, one that I know so well, one that once was calming and warm.Becca holds my face and she cries. I see her lips moving but I don't hear anything she says. I try to sharp my hearing, I struggle to hear what sh

(Becca) I didn't get the chance to know which was Enzo's room. He never showed for dinner and I wanted to take him some food. I knew I hurt him running away like that when he needed someone most and I wanted to apologize."Feli, can you please tell me which one is Enzo's room?" I asked."Sure sweetie. It the one next to yours."I nod and stand up taking my plates to the kitchen. I look around searching for a tray but Feli comes to my help."Here, you will use this," she says taking a tray out of a kitchen locker and starts preparing some food on it, guessing I wanted to take some dinner to Enzo. "There you go," she hands me the tray smiling.I take it from her hands but before I turn to walk away she stops me."Becks, is he is not in his then you can find him in the apartment on the second floor.""Okay, thank you, Feli," I reply and move towards the stairs.Reaching in front of his door I

(Becca) Smokey eyes, pinkish cheeks, sheer pink gloss and hair in lose curls falling on my shoulders, my reflection in the mirror makes remember when was the last time I shivering with anxiety. And of course, it was with Lucas. But tonight I was another woman and right there and then I decided that starting tonight my name was Becks. Becca was no more. Becca was left behind, in the places I left together with the memories of my previous life.My black dress trails tight along my thighs, bracing my generous curves in all the right places and I slide my hands over the velvet of the dress as if I have forgotten whose body was this and I needed to remember. Turning sideway and to check myself once more I decide that my naked back will be more emphasized with my curls gathered up in a lose bun. So I lifted my hair up, pining it lose and I smile satisfied with the result.Tonight I am having a date, a date with Enzo. I wanted to look the