LISA'S POV
I kissed Enzo. My lips met his.
For a brief moment, we stood there. In the hallway.
Enzo wasn't moving. He wasn't kissing me back. Maybe he was shocked by my sudden bold move. But after a while, his lips moved. He kissed me back.
"Mmmm." He moaned as his tongue slid into my mouth.
I could feel the heat of his body. The warmth.
His fingers tangled in my hair. His other hand slid down and gripped my waist.
"Ohh."
I whimpered as he continued to kiss me.
My breath quickened.
I couldn't help it. It was such a good kiss.
Our bodies were pressed together.
And I could feel something hard, pressing against me.
Enzo was excited. His arousal was visible.
His grip on my waist tightened. He pulled me closer and then his hands slid down.
He squeezed my a-ss.
"Mmmm." He moaned. He was enjoying it but I didn't feel the same way.
It was wrong. This was wrong.
I wasn't supposed to be kissing Enzo.
I didn't feel anything when I kissed him.
Yet, here I was kissing him, letting him kiss me, allowing his hands to roam all over my body.
His tongue was hot and wet, and his kisses were so deep.
Enzo was a good kisser. He knew how to kiss. But there was no passion.
No emotion.
It was different from the kisses I shared with Mr Jackson.
When Mr Jackson kisses me, it's like fire and ice. It's like the sun and moon.
It was an explosion of passion. It was like my entire body was on fire.
My skin burned and my heart raced. My knees became weak and my body trembled.
But when I kissed Enzo, there was no such reaction. My body wasn't responding.
His kisses were soft. Tender. Loving.
It was different from the hungry and desperate way Mr Jackson kisses me.
When Mr Jackson kisses me, it's like he's starving. His kisses are full of passion and hunger.
Enzo, on the other hand, was gentle.
His hands roamed all over my body. His touches were delicate. His fingers glided across my skin.
I was kissing him and at the same time, thinking about Mr Jackson.
There was no argument there. Mr Jackson was a better kisser.
His kisses made me wet. My inner throbbed.
Enzo wasn't the one causing the throbbing. And when his fingers slid under my skirt and touched my bare thigh, I jumped.
"Wait." I stopped him.
My heart was pounding and I could hear the blood rushing in my ears.
I pulled away.
This … this didn't feel right.
All I could think about was Mr Jackson. His voice…his touch….his moans…his lips. It was ecstasy.
How can I be kissing Enzo, when all I want is to be in Mr Jackson's arms?
I shook my head.
What the hell was wrong with me.
"What is it?" Enzo asked.
"We shouldn't be doing this." I replied.
Enzo stepped back and ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't understand." He said.
"You're the one who kissed me. You're the one who initiated this. And now, you don't want it." He stated.
"Why?" He asked.
I bit my lip. I didn't know how to respond.
Enzo was looking at me, waiting for an answer.
"Because…." I stuttered.
"Because why, Lisa?" He pushed.
"Because." I tried to speak again.
"Is it because of him?" Enzo asked.
My eyes widened.
"W-What?" I stuttered.
"It's because of Mr Jackson, right?" Enzo asked.
"You have feelings for him, don't you?" He continued.
I was speechless.
How did he know? Was I that obvious.
Enzo was smart. Very observant.
Of course he could see right through me.
But still, I didn't want to admit it.
I wanted to hide the truth.
"No…..Of course not. I… I don't have feelings for Mr Jackson." I lied.
"You had s-ex with him in the dinning hall. I see the way you look at him. You have feelings for him. You love him." Enzo said.
I had no reply. I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say.
Enzo held my cheek.
"He doesn't love you, Lisa. He's only going to hurt you. He's never going to love you." He said.
I looked away.
"And do you really think he would choose you over his family's name? Over his status and reputation." Enzo stated.
"Do you honestly believe he would give up everything he has for you? To marry you. Do you really think that would happen?" Enzo asked.
Enzo moved closer and kissed me on the forehead.
"I love you Lisa. And I will always be here for you. I would never hurt you or lie to you. I'm not Mr Jackson, but if you let me, I would make you very happy. I promise."
Then he held me in his arms.
He placed his chin on top of my head and stroked my hair.
"I won't treat you the way he does. I'll treat you right. I'll respect you and cherish you. I'll take care of you and be your knight. I will never leave you." He said and pulled me close to him.
Enzo's words were like a soothing melody. They were beautiful. But the truth was, no matter how much I liked Enzo and appreciated his feelings for me, I was still in love with Mr Jackson.
There was no escaping my feelings.
No matter how much I tried. No matter how much I lied. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
Even now, as I was wrapped in Enzo's arms, I couldn't help but imagine that it was Mr Jackson.
I pulled away from Enzo and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you for everything, Enzo. But I need to go continue my duties. I still have to do the laundry and arrange Mr Jackson's wardrobe."
Enzo nodded.
"Of course. Don't let me keep you."
He was staring at me.
There was a sadness in his eyes. I could tell that he was disappointed.
He knew, that the only reason I didn't reciprocate his advances was because of Mr Jackson.
But, I didn't know what to say. I couldn't force myself to feel something that I didn't.
"Have a good day, Lisa." Enzo said and walked off.
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XAVIER'S POV
Ramona was here.
She was standing right in front of me.
Her long blonde hair fell over her shoulders and down her back. Her slender body.
She was wearing an open-back red dress that showed off her perfect curves.
She had on high-heels and her long, slim legs were bare.
I swallowed hard. I was speechless.
Just looking at her was getting me excited.
She was just as sexy and beautiful as I remembered.
The memories of her and me. The things we did when we were younger. Our s-exhale escapades. All of it flooded my mind.
I was frozen. What was she doing here?
Ramona turned around and faced me.
She had a big smile on her face.
Her plump lips were painted red.
"Hi, Xavier." She whispered.
"R-Ramona. I'm.. What are you doing here?" I managed to say.
"Oh, silly. Is that the first thing you say to me. We haven't seen each other for ten years and this is how you greet me." She laughed.
She walked closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
Her scent was intoxicating. It filled the space around us. She smelled of strawberries and vanilla.
"It's good to see you again, Xavier. God, you look so handsome." She whispered as she kissed me on the cheek.
She pulled back and placed her hand on my chest.
"You've been working out, huh? I can feel those muscles." She giggled.
"You look so hot, Xavier. Hotter than I remembered. Who would have thought, the seventeen years old boy is now a fine, sexy and irresistible man." She said.
I couldn't believe this.
Ramona was standing here in front of me, touching me and making all kinds of dirty thoughts come into my head.
Her hands trailed down my chest and stomach. She moved her body against mine and her fingers stopped right above the buckle of my belt.
"Do you remember all the silly things we did?" She whispered in my ear.
"All the naughty stuff? Do you remember how it felt to have my mouth on you. To have my lips wrapped around your d-ick." She breathed.
"How you were scared to try things with me. And now look at you. A master of kinkiness. You don't even have a problem using a whip on a woman. Hahaha. How the tables have turned, Xavier." Ramona laughed.
My breathing was getting heavy.
She was turning me on. Fck.
She pressed her chest against mine and I could feel her hardened n-ipples.
My body stiffened.
She was so close. So f*cking close.
She was making me hot. I needed her.
My hands wrapped around her waist and I pulled her against me.
Her body pressed against mine.
"Did you miss me, Xavier?" She seductively whispered in my ear.
And just when I was about to kiss her, the image of Lisa popped into my head.
Her cute face. Her eyes. Her lips. Her smile. Her moans.
What the fck was I doing?
I stepped back and broke away from her.
Ramona looked at me and pouted.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
I shook my head and cleared my throat.
"What are you doing here, Ramona?" I asked.
"This is a billionaire's club, Xavier. And I'm a billionaire." She stated.
She was right. A billionaire. And not just any billionaire.
But the daughter of one of the richest families in the world. She had money and status. She had fame.
But why did she come here.
Why was she at this party? And on the balcony? Why did Henry lead me to her?
Was it because he knew?
Did he know about her and me. About the kind of relationship we had?
My relationship with Ramona wasn't secret.
It was a private matter. And there were only a few people who knew about her and me.
I looked around and didn't see Henry anywhere.
"What are you looking for Xavier. Turn your focus to me." Ramona said. She held my chin and forced me to look at her.
"Tell me, do you still have the same taste?" Ramona asked.
She licked her lips.
"Are you still into the same stuff, Xavier?" Ramona said.
"I've grown and changed, Ramona. I'm not a teenage boy anymore." I stated.
"Hmmm. So have I." She said. Her voice was low.
"I know how to please a man more. I've learned a lot in the past ten years. I've become very, very, very good." She spoke, moving closer to me.
Her fingers played with the buttons on my shirt.
"I've become better, Xavier. In every way possible." Ramona said.
Fck. I swallowed.
"And I'm sure you have too. I heard rumors. About your private guests and how you make them obsessed with you." Ramona said, her fingers running through my hair.
"Stop." I commanded.
I stepped back. I had to move away. I had to put distance between us.
I couldn't do this. Not with Lisa in my mind.
"Why are you resisting me, Xavier? Remember when you couldn't take your hands off me. When all you wanted was to make love to me. Over and over. You were insatiable. You were like a wild animal. A beast." Ramona laughed.
"That was a long time ago, Ramona." I stated.
"Oh yeah. It was." She smiled.
She walked closer and placed her hand on my chest.
"Well we can start all over again. I'm back to the city, I left my family in Spain." She said.
"I've always thought about you Xavier and everything we shared. I thought about the things that would have happened between us if I didn't leave. The limits we would have broken. The new levels we would have gone to. But, it doesn't matter. We can have that now. I'm here. I'm all yours. You don't have to hold back, Xavier." She whispered.
"You can let it all out." Ramona said.
"Let what out?" I asked.
"Your desire. Your lust. Your darkness." She said.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I replied.
"Don't play stupid, Xavier. I know you better than anyone. And I can see the way you're looking at me. It's the same way you used to look at me. You want to me. You need me." She trailed her fingers round my neck.
"And you need something, Xavier. Something only I can give you." She said.
"What are you saying, Ramona?" I asked.
"I want you, Xavier. I'm here for you. So take me. Fck me. Own me." She said.
Her words shocked me.
I was surprised.
"You know you want to. You've always wanted this. Me." Ramona spoke.
She took my hand and placed it on her thigh.
"I'm yours." She whispered.
"Come to me. Kiss me." Ramona said and put her lips on mine.
I was expecting to feel fireworks the way I did for her before. I was expecting to get aroused.
But nothing happened.
No feelings. No excitement. Nothing.
Her kiss didn't do anything to me.
"What's wrong, Xavier. Don't you like the way I taste? Don't you remember?" Ramona said as she broke the kiss.
"You know I heard you're looking for a wife to secure your inheritance. Well, why not take me. I'm single. I have a lot of money. And I have connections. With my help, we can take over the whole damn world." Ramona stated.
"What the hell? I'm not doing that. I'm not marrying you, Ramona." I said.
"Why not. We are perfect for each other. No other woman can satisfy you the way that I do. No other woman can make you feel the way I do. Come on, Xavier. Just imagine all the fun we will have together. You can tie me up, gag me, fck my mouth and my a-ss. You can do anything you want. Anything. Just marry me. Let's make the world ours. Like you always wanted." Ramona said.
"Ramona. Stop." I demanded.
"You're wrong." I replied.
"There's a woman who makes me feel things. Not just things. She makes me…." I trailed off.
I stepped back and ran my fingers through my own hair like a lunatic.
"You make me feel. But not in the way that you're imagining. You were important to me. But not anymore. I've changed, Ramona. I've grown. I'm not the same person anymore." I stated.
Ramona didn't reply. She just stared at me wit her eyebrows raised.
"A woman. There's a woman better than me, Xavier. Is that what you're saying?" She asked.
"Are you saying that there's a woman that excites you more than me? That gives you more pleasure than I do. And a woman who you care about more than me. You're saying that she's more important to you than me. That she means more to you than I ever did." Ramona asked.
Her questions caught me off guard.
Was that true?
Lisa.
My mind went back to the moments I spent with her.
This short time with her meant more than the years I spent with Ramona.
Lisa was more important. More than anyone.
Ramona. The s-ex. My dark desires. I wanted them.
But Lisa.
Lisa made me want more. More than I could have imagined.
"Yes. You're right, Ramona." I replied.
"There's a woman I want. And I will do anything in my power to be with her. Anything."