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#Chapter 42: Eye of the Storm

Nina

I woke up to the sound of thunder and howling wind in a dark bedroom that was not my own.

Where was I?

I slowly sat up, peering through the cracked door that led to another room. I could make out the silhouette of a man on the couch. He was watching a scary movie on the TV.

It sounded like there was a hellish storm outside, but I was willing to go out there if it meant getting away from the man who drugged me.

I stood as slowly and quietly as I could, realizing now that I was only dressed in an oversized men’s t-shirt and my clothes were nowhere to be found. Did this lunatic have his way with me already? I shuddered at the thought, tears pricking at the backs of my eyes as I scanned the room for some sort of weapon. Maybe if I could sneak up on him and hit him over the head, it would knock him out long enough for me to grab my things and get the hell out of here.

Bingo! There was an umbrella hanging on the back of the door. It would take a lot of force, but I could do it. Surprisingly, I felt strong despite the drugs in my system.

I grabbed the umbrella off the door and slowly creaked the door open, stepping forward to strike….

He suddenly whipped his head around. I stood frozen like a deer in headlights with the umbrella poised over my head to hit him.

It was Enzo.

“Jesus!” he said, jumping up from the couch. “How are you even up right now?”

Enzo drugged me?

“You asshole!” I yelled, circling around the couch with the umbrella still ready

to strike him. “You drugged me!” Enzo backed away, knocking into a

barstool and toppling it over with a crash. “I didn’t drug you,” he said, but I didn’t believe him. K was right. Enzo was a monster. I swung at him with the umbrella, but he caught it before it hit him.

“Nina, calm down!” he said, yanking the umbrella away. I backed away, weaponless, scanning the room for my things so I could grab them and run. Hell, I didn’t even care about that anymore. I just needed to get out. I turned on my heel and ran for the door,

I heard Enzo running behind me. novelxo.com

here!” he said, catching up to me and placing his hand on the door just as I was

I stopped.

to remember what

tossing the umbrella down on the floor. “You know, your skeleton bodyguard. He found you with

of my chest, but when I

of a sudden, my head

the exertion. I stumbled backwards. Enzo leaped forward and caught me just before I fell, wrapping his strong arms around

me up with ease as a

over me. He

me over to

still holding me

never hurt you,” he said, feeling my forehead with the back of his hand as a concerned expression drew

in. I remembered an older businessman at the bar… He carried

think about

when I finally felt like I

right after someone tried to hurt you. I’m sorry, too. I should’ve left you a note

off Enzo’s lap and onto the couch, tucking a strand of messy hair behind my ear. “I need to go home,” I said, standing; but as I stood, another wave of dizziness came over me and I fell back down

to walk without collapsing,” Enzo replied, his words immediately

to my chest. Wordlessly, Enzo stood and grabbed a throw blanket from a chair. He came over and wrapped it around me with a gentle smile

later after some banging around in there, he returned with a tray and set it

grin, sitting down next to me. “I figured you might be hungry. We’ve got popcorn, hot chocolate, grilled cheese, and there’s a vending machine down the hall if

couldn’t help but

perfect,”

grinned and picked up one

handing the plate to

not much of a cook,” he

food when

something.’

As we ate and watched the scary movie on the TV, I found myself becoming more relaxed. We made fun of the dumb characters who kept getting themselves killed, and when the movie was over, we still weren’t tired so we put on another scary movie. This one was a lot scarier, especially with the storm raging outside, and

I felt myself start to nod off with my belly full of popcorn and hot

bright outside. I felt warm with the sun shining through the windows and smiled a bit, nuzzling into Enzo’s