Page 43 of When We Fall: Part One
“N-never. I-I’m yours,” she gasped.
“Forever.”
“For-forever,” she repeated before her body spasmed again, another orgasm ripped from her quaking pussy.
I continued to fuck into her body as she rode out her release. I came with a shout a moment later, the pleasure so fucking delicious that I let out a groan, my breathing heavy.
I slowed my movements but didn’t pull out of her. Instead, I stared down at her, my heart hurting more than it had before.
“I’m sorry,” I finally whispered as I drank in her beauty.
“You never apologize,” she whispered back.
“You deserve a million apologies from me, Rosalie,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “I’m so fucking sorry for what has happened and all the awful shit that will happen. I love you, though. I love you so fucking much that it’s taking over everything I am. I know I’m fucking everything up, but have faith in me.Please, have faith in me.I need you to stay. To only want me and the guys. Anything else makes me feel like I’m losing you, and I can’t fucking lose you. You’re my sunshine. The only bright spot in an otherwise dark world.” A tear slipped down my cheek as I frantically whispered the truth to her. “I’m sorry for Anson. I-I just can’t.”
She reached out and cradled my face, her lips parted.
“It’s OK. I know. I love you, Enzo. So much.”
Fuck, I needed to hear that. I closed the space between us and kissed her, getting lost in all that was my perfect girl.
“He can be anything you need him to be, Rosalie, but he’ll never have a spot with us. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Enzo,” she whispered against my lips. “I understand.”
I didn’t understand why I needed the constant reassurance or when I’d become such a bitch, but I was at that place now. Maybe it was stress. Or maybe it was me noticing the change, coupled with hearing her and Fox’s conversation.
I moved again, my dick ready for round two. She accepted it without protest. This time, I was gentle with her, making love to her and coaxing her release from her body.
She was still mine, and I was still hers.
For now, we were one.
And someday, she’d be my wife and the queen of the empire I’d built from all the blood, sweat, and tears.
I just needed to get to the top quicker and save us in the process.
No pressure.
SIXTEEN
ETHAN
Idropped the last package of sugar into the bin and sighed. I’d spent the last few weeks working my ass off to ramp up orders. I knew we needed to increase production. While Enzo wanted to open a warehouse to work out of and have others help me, I declined. This was my baby, and I’d be damned if I’d give out the recipe.
Enzo said it wouldn’t be that way, but I didn’t want to risk it.
I rubbed my eyes and went upstairs to find Rosalie sitting on Enzo’s lap in the living room. Knowing they couldn’t see me, I lurked near the doorway and watched them. They’d been extra close lately, which made me relieved and happy.
Rosalie kissed Enzo, leading him to a place I hadn’t been in since we’d all come home. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to be with her like that. Quite the opposite. I felt like I needed to get ahead on my work, and it helped when I wasn’t distracted by her beauty and smile. Or maybe I was simply being a piece of shit. I hated seeing the look in her eyes when she stared at me. Sadness. Worry. If I wasn’t around for it, then it didn’t count.
At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.
When she’d come to check on me, I’d offer her a smile and tell her I just wanted to work. She let it go, but damn that look on her pretty face.
I made myself sick.
“Why don’t you join them?” Cole’s soft voice at my ear pulled me away from watching Enzo pull Rosalie down onto his dick.
