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Enzo pulled his hand from between my legs, but my body remained rigid. With a grin on his face, he brought his finger up to his nose, inhaling deeply. I fought to keep myself from gagging at the sight.Β
Β "You will marry me, Vanessa. You will give me what I've always wanted, and that's you on your knees at my feetβ¦every goddamn day for the rest of your life."Β
Β More chills wracked my body. I felt physically ill, and the need to vomit was almost uncontrollable. Maybe I should throw up. Maybe if I did I would wake up from this nightmare.
With all the strength I had left in me, I grounded out, "I'll do no such thing, Enzo. There is no way in hell you can make me marry you."Β
Β "Oh, I can." He pulled his phone from his jacket pocket, flipped over the screen, and held it in front of my face.Β
