تسجيل الدخول~LEXI~She was tall and wore designer clothes that screamed money with an air of superiority that made me uncomfortable. "I'm the girl who will soon be Enzo Rivera's wife," she said smoothly, tilting her head as if it was the most natural thing in the world."What?" The word slipped out before I could stop it. My stomach dropped like I'd missed a step on the stairs."Bianca Langford," she added, extending a hand like she expected me to kiss it. "My dad is working out the marriage plans as we speak. Our families have been talking for months. It's practically settled."For a moment, I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Marriage plans? I hadn't even heard about this girl before tonight. Was she the one Enzo’s dad had been pushing him to meet? The "proper" match from a "good family"? This was insane. My chest tightened painfully as jealousy and shock spun inside me.She narrowed her eyes suddenly, looking me up and down like I was something stuck to her designer shoe. “I explained who I
~LEXI~We barely had time to compose ourselves before the door opened. Serena poked her head in first, followed by Lila, Marcus, and Diego. They were laughing about something from the main party, clearly in the mood to keep the celebration going."Bowling time!" Serena announced, grinning. "We're not letting you two hide in here all night from the party without a little challenge.”Enzo leaned casually against the counter, the picture of calm, while I was still trying to steady my breathing. My panties were soaked, my body still tingling from his fingers and the filthy way he'd taught me to touch myself. I forced a smile, hoping I didn't look as flushed as I felt.Lila raised an eyebrow at us. "Did something happen?""Just showing her the new setup," Enzo said smoothly, grabbing a bowling ball like nothing had happened. "She wanted to try it out."Marcus snorted, already picking his own ball. "Let's see who can get the best score." Serena went first, knocking down seven pins. "Beat
~LEXI~We were inside the bowling room. The party noise was muffled in here, giving us a moment of privacy. My heart was still racing from the conversation with his father. I turned to Enzo, unable to hold back the question that wouldn't leave me alone. I was worried that he would give in to his father's order."Do you plan on meeting with the girl your father mentioned earlier?"Enzo's jaw tightened. "Fuck no."Relief took over me so strongly I almost fell against the counter. He didn't want her. At least not right now. I was happy to have him alone, away from all the girls at the party who had been staring at him like he was a prize. They could have the other unmarried Rivera brothers. Not Enzo. He was mine, even if it was only in secret for now.Enzo stepped closer, his presence overwhelming in the best way. His eyes were dark, hungry. "You ready for another lesson, Lexi?"I gasped, glancing toward the door. "Is it safe? With so many people here tonight?""You have nothing to
~LEXI~Serena Rivera's birthday party was in full swing when we arrived at the Rivera mansion. The backyard was packed with people—friends, extended family, and a few football connections. Music played from hidden speakers, and the long tables were loaded with food and drinks. It should have felt festive. Instead, my stomach was in knots.I was nervous. Really nervous. After everything that had happened between Enzo and me, I didn't know how to act normal around his family. Every time I looked at his father, I wondered if he could see the guilt on my face. Every time I saw Elena, I worried she'd notice how I looked at her son or have an idea what I did to him in his truck. Seriously, what was wrong with me? I was the one that pushed for this. So then why couldn't I act all natural around his family? My brothers walked ahead confidently, greeting everyone like they belonged. They'd spent so much time here, at so many parties, this was something they were quite used to.I trailed be
~ENZO~I needed this.The underground track, really just an abandoned stretch on the outskirts of the city, was already buzzing when I pulled up. Cars lined both sides, engines rumbling waiting for a chance to show off. The air smelled of gasoline, burnt rubber, and cheap beer. Music was loud from someone's speaker system, bass heavy enough to shake anyone who passed too close. This was my world. The one place where the Rivera name, my father's expectations, and all the bullshit pressure didn't matter. Here, I was just Enzo, the guy who drove like death was chasing him.I stepped out of my Mustang, the one I kept hidden from my family. Heads turned immediately. A group of girls in tight shorts and tiny crop tops screamed my name from the sidelines, jumping and waving. "Enzo! Enzo! Over here, baby! Let us give you a ride tonight!" One of them, a brunette with long legs and a top that barely contained her fake tits, ran up and pressed herself against my side. "You racing tonight?
~ENZO~The drive to the Moretti house felt like the longest minutes of my life.My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles turned white. Lexi sat in the passenger seat beside me, still flushed from what we'd done, her lips slightly swollen and her breathing not quite steady. Every time she shifted, her short skirt rode up those smooth thighs, and I had to force my eyes back on the road. I wanted to reach over and slip my hands between those legs. Fuck. I was having a difficult time keeping myself in check. I had to constantly remind myself that this was my best friends' sister. I wanted her mouth on my cock again. Right here. While I drove. I wanted her to lean over, unzip me, and suck me deep just like she had earlier, it was so fucking perfect it nearly made me lose control. The image was burned into my brain. I knew it was something I wouldn't be able to get out of my head for months. Maybe even longer. What was the fucking big deal? I'd had my cock sucked before
~LEXI~Enzo stared at me like I'd just grown a second head. The easy, teasing smirk from the kitchen was gone. Instead, his dark eyes narrowed, and a flicker of something—irritation?—crossed his face."Why Tyler?" he asked, voice low and tight. He uncrossed his arms, one hand gripping the doorframe
~LEXI~I practically ran to the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind me with shaking fingers. My back pressed against the wall as I tried to catch my breath. The counter gleamed under the soft lights, and I forced myself to look at my reflection in the massive mirror.Flushed cheeks. Wide eye
~LEXI~My legs felt like jelly as I slipped out of the guest room and down the long hallway toward the kitchen. I needed water. Cold water. Maybe the entire damn fridge pressed against my burning skin. Anything to douse the fire Enzo had lit inside me without even knowing it.The mansion was quie
~LEXI~I shouldn't be listening.But. . .I couldn't stop.The moan drifted through the open balcony doors of my guest room like an open invitation. High-pitched, desperate, and dripping with pleasure. "Enzo. . .yes, fuck, right there!"My heart pounded so hard I thought it might explode. I was al







