My Enemy’s Daughter

AMELIA LEAL

“Good morning.” The seductive and slightly hoarse voice reaches my ears as a perfect melody, stretching my arms I lift my torso and sit on the bed, still sleepy I face him smiling.

” Good Morning.” I answer, not resisting and going down my eyes to his partially naked and wet body. What vision. His lips are curved in a cocky grin, because he knows he rules my mind as much as he rules my body. His arms and chest are uncovered and drops of water from your recent bath run down his skin, making the sight more attractive.

“I love your hoodies. I allow my eyes to wander down between her legs, where the light gray fabric marks her bulge. He laughs and walks over to the bed.

I lick my lips, drinking from him.

How much abundance.

“Did I mention how sexy you are when you wake up?” Says seductively, bending over and resting his two hands on the bed, matching our gazes. I bite my lip, nodding my head.

“You said that yesterday morning and the morning before it.” He crawls on the bed towards me, positioning himself between my legs and smiling like a predator, my body shivers when his fingers touch the skin of my thighs.

I gasp, closing my eyes for a couple of seconds.

” It’s the truth. Her hair grows more unruly, spread across her face and shoulders. His mouth is always redder and swollen, as if he’s just been kissed, but what fucks with me are his eyes ”

He opens mine wider, speaking each word slowly, and kisses the inner part of my right thigh.

” What about my eyes? I manage to speak, though it comes out more like a moan.

He laughs low, blowing hot breath on the trail of the kiss he just left. I lean back, spreading my legs wider for him.

‘You know they drive me crazy, they always have, in fact.’ he confesses and my heart misses a beat at the tone he used. “When you were just a teenager, they brought turmoil to my chest and left me confused about your character, but now they stir desire, raw lust, and an urge to make you mine.

I control my breathing and bite my bottom lip hard, hearing his words left me bewildered in several ways. First, because he had never spoken so sweetly and intimately to me before, and his confession lowered my protective walls even further.

” What does that mean? ” I mutter, even risking having spoiled this moment, since it’s the first time we’ve had a dialogue that doesn’t involve sexual innuendos or accusations since I got back a week ago.

A silence sets in and all the obvious sound is our panting breaths.

“Let’s not talk. ” She says, going back to stroking my thigh with her mouth. Tears fill my eyes and I try to close my legs, but he holds them open.

“Amelia! ” Screams, irritated.

“Let go of me, I’m going home.” I growl, forcing myself not to shed a fucking tear in front of him.

We’ve been fucking for a week and haven’t talked about what happened, but it’s evident how resentful he is.

“No, you won’t. ” He talks again, laying down on top of me. Cornering me with the weight of his body.

” I’m not your sex toy, you made accusations and even now I’m waiting for you to show me that message. I spit, struggling to get him off of me.

He sighs, clasping my hands above my head, settling himself more comfortably against my body.

” Get out! I growl, glaring at him.

“Quiet. You want to talk? So we’re going to talk.” Punctuates, cynical, grazing his teeth on my neck.

“Don’t try to seduce me. ” The threat, squirming all over.

He laughs, mocking my failed attempt to escape his grip.

“I’m not trying to seduce you, my angry girl. This is to calm you down. ” He kisses my chin, then my cheek until he reaches my ear, where he bites and sucks in a depraved way. My body reacts and I want to punch him in the face.

Fucking liar!

“Henrico Zattani, get your paws off me now, or I’ll scream!”  I threaten, avoiding closing my eyes and groaning for your job well done in my ear.

“How did you do last night?” he whispers, mocking me.

He proceeds to grind, forcing me to spread my legs even wider. ” Please stop…

“Do you really want me to stop?”  Teases, lowering one of his hands to my breast and grabbing it without mercy. He plays with the beak, tugging and kneading relentlessly over the shirt I’m wearing.

My cell phone vibrates and the melody The time of my life by Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes plays, Henrico stops rubbing against me and gives me one of his questioning looks, arching an eyebrow.

“So, you like the classics?” he asks, not hiding his approving smile.

Snort.

“I need to answer.” I say sharply, and he spins to my side, picking up the phone before I do. His brow furrows as he reads the name on the display.

I reach out in a silent request for him to hand me the device, but instead he slides his finger across the screen and answers the call, altering his voice when he speaks.

“She’s not available right now. ” I close my expression, not believing the shamelessness of the man.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

” How dare you? Who is it? I try to reach out and take the device from his hand, but he pulls away every time I get close.

“No, she won’t talk to you!” ” She practically growls against the device, and I start to feel sorry for whoever is on the other end of the line.

What got into this man?

“Henrico Zattani, give me that cell phone back now!” I shout, stopping right in front of him, challenging him with my gaze. He holds my eyes to his and snorts, handing me the device.

“I don’t like him around you.” I do not like him. He mutters, placing the cell phone in the palm of my hand. I look at the viewfinder and read Peter’s name, remembering that this is not the first time that the two men have been at odds.

Does he know that Peter tried to kiss me?

No, he would have said something.

No, he would have screamed and looked for trouble.

I watch him walk away and sit on the bed, attentive to my actions.

” Peter? ” I call and hear Henrico snort behind me.

” Where are you? He yells, clearly upset.

I frown.

“That’s none of your business. I growl back, turning to watch Henrico’s expression.

“You’re spreading your legs for the enemy, and it’s none of my business?” Grow up, Amelia! I press my fingers against the telephone set until they feel numb, and I take a long breath, seeking inner calm.

” This is really none of your business, I’m of legal age and I don’t owe you any satisfaction. My tone comes out sharp, unpalatable, and he’s silent for a moment.

“What about your parents?” Do they know what you’ve been doing? ” His voice is of threat, repudiation, and that infuriates me even more.

I feel Henrico’s hands touch my waist, his mouth kisses my hair and I immediately relax, resting my head on his chest.

” What do you want, Peter? I believe he didn’t call just to find out about my whereabouts or make threats. ” I say impatiently, almost hanging up the call.

“He’s manipulating you.

I close my eyes, tired of her litany. I will not accept that anyone else tells me what to do or choose what is good for me, Henrico and I do have many things to work out, but that is between me and him.

“Okay, I’m dropping this call.

“Wait, this is about your sister. I narrow my eyes, waiting for him to continue his speech.” She doesn’t want our child. He says, sadness in his tone.

” Like this?

“She rejects him, I don’t understand. Need you. He sighs, giving me a few seconds to deal with the news. “Please, Amelia, come to the hospital and talk to her.

“You know she hates me. ” I answer on automatic, confused by his request.

What could I do? Aurora would never listen to me.

Henrico takes the phone from my hand, kisses my forehead and looks at me deeply. He knows the relationship I have with her, he has followed this closely, he has heard both sides of the coin, and he knows that this request is almost a joke.

” We will. ” Answer for me and turn off the cell phone, throwing the device on the bed.

” Not you…

” Shii… I’ll go with you. Just tell me when, it doesn’t have to be now, but I think you two need to work things out. ” Your words bother me, because I feel that once again, someone is making decisions for me.

“Don’t decide for me.” I say, pulling away from his embrace.

He looks at me confused, but nods right away.

” Ok, I’m sorry. ” Says, leaving the room and slamming the door.