Dangerous (The Dark Billionaire, #4) (6 page)

“Enzo,” she said calmly. “It’s impossible between us.”

“I’m not afraid of the distance. I can live anywhere.”

“I’m not asking you to move anywhere. Please, listen to me. I really need your help.”

“Your boyfriend needs my help you mean.”

Again, Jennifer remained silent. Yes, he was right. Sort of.

“He didn’t ask me anything, so let’s just say that I’m asking you a favor. Not him.”

“Why should I accept? I’m already helping you, Jennifer. You’re asking me to help you to adopt a child so you can have a family with your
Bruce
. Do you have any idea how it makes me feel?”

“Enzo, please...”

“I have feelings for you, Jennifer. It’s hard for me to say it but it’s true. I’m trying to be nice and I want to help you. But everything I do for you gets you closer to your boyfriend and further away from me. Do you know that?”

Jennifer sighed. “I guess so... Maybe we shouldn’t keep in touch if it’s so hard for you...”

“Maybe.”

They both kept silent. Enzo was hurt, it was obvious. He was sincere and Jennifer felt really sorry for him. She actually liked him but since her heart wasn’t available, she couldn’t let him know. It was useless and would be cruel. It would make him hope for an opportunity that may never happen in the future. She didn’t want to hurt him and also needed him to help Bruce. But at the same time, she felt guilty to be so manipulative and to use him to get what she wanted.

“Okay, Enzo,” she finally said. “It was a very... very nice kiss. Very sweet. And yes, I did enjoy it. But, listen to me. I didn’t initiate it and I didn’t allow you to continue. There’s a reason for that: I’m faithful. I can’t be with two men at the same time.”

“What if Bruce didn’t exist?”

“I would have never met you.”

“I know but let’s pretend we met, and Bruce wasn’t part of your life. Would you be mine?”

Jennifer didn’t say anything but a big and loud yes resonated inside her head. Yes, she would have definitely let Enzo take her heart.

“I can’t tell you for sure. I don’t know,” she lied. She took her fist between her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut. She hated to lie, especially to such a nice guy. But she had to make a choice.

Enzo kept silent. He was probably disappointed or upset, but Jennifer knew what she was supposed to say to be safe.

“Okay, I think I should stop being so immature,” Enzo finally said.

“You’re not immature. You’re hurt and I understand. If it’s really too much, I won’t ask you anything anymore. I’m really sorry, Enzo.”

“That’s fine. I’m a grown up,” he said, his voice low and defeated. “So how can I help you? What do you need?”

“Are you sure? You don’t have to help me if it really hurts you.”

“Come on, just ask me. I’m just like that, I’m sensitive sometimes. I’ll get over it. Don’t worry about it.”

Jennifer paused and felt something wet dropping on her hand. She was crying. Tears were rolling down her face. She hated to be in that awful situation. She hated herself for being so mean toward Enzo but he was the only one who could potentially save Bruce’s company. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and breathed slowly to sound natural.

“Okay. Bruce is in deep trouble with Kenichi. Apparently, he can’t break his contract with him but tonight I’ve heard two lawyers, I think, talking about that. They suspect him to make money with stocks from Bruce’s downfall by betting against him. But they need proof that Kenichi is dishonest or might be involved in such activities. His background is clean in the US but you told me that he’s well known in Thailand for scamming rich people. Right?”

“Correct. So you want me to send you everything I can find about him?”

“Exactly. Anything that can help us to sue him and open an investigation. I think it can help. Do you think you can do it?”

“Sure. Well now that I think about it, I have the video surveillance tapes in my office. It’s not much but it can really help you guys understand the kind of man he is.”

“What do you mean? What tapes?”

“There was one night, he came late to my hotel. He was drunk I guess and there were two ladies with him. Escort girls probably. But anyway, he asked for ice cubes for his whiskey, but our machine was under maintenance. So he asked the receptionist to go out and buy some for him. The guy refused because he couldn’t leave his desk. Kenichi grabbed him by his shirt and smashed his face on the counter. He broke the poor man’s nose and a couple of teeth.”

“Oh. My. God. This is completely insane, what kind of man is he?”

“He’s bad, I told you.”

“Well that might help and I’ll definitely take it but that’s not going to help Bruce.”

“I know. It’s going to take a few days at least but I can see with one of my friends. He’s a cop and I often let him use the hotel to do his police work. He owes me. He can probably get us files about Kenichi.”

“That would be awesome, thank you so much. What about newspapers or magazines? Press releases? Is there anything in the media about him?”

“Oh yes, definitely. I just need to look for it. Again, my friend can help.”

“Enzo, you have no idea how much I appreciate. If everything ends up well, I’ll make sure to mention your name to Bruce. He will definitely be grateful and do something nice for you.”

“I don’t want anything from him.”

Jennifer blinked several times, chocked and surprised by Enzo’s comment.

“All I want from him is to let you go, so you can be available,” he said. “I want you to be mine.”

“Enzo... I thought we were done with that conversation.”

“Don’t worry, we’re done. For now. But I don’t want you to think that I’m expecting anything from your rich boyfriend. I couldn’t care less about his money or what he can do for me. I do it for you, not for him.”

“Enzo, I don’t know what to say.”

“Promise me that we’ll meet again.”

“This is blackmail, Enzo.”

“I’ll help you anyway whether you say yes or no. But I want to see you again. Please, promise me. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

Jennifer hesitated and bit her lips. Enzo knew how to seduce her and make her melt deep inside. He had a way to convince her to do things she didn’t want to do.

“All right,” she finally said. “I promise. I’ll see you again when this is all done.”

“Thank you. That’s all I wanted to hear. I have to go now. I’ll send you everything you need as soon as possible. Bye, Jennifer. I miss you.”

“Bye, Enzo. And thank you again,” she said. The words were about to get out of her mouth when she realized she was about to make a huge mistake: she was about to say “I miss you too,” and she thanked God there was still a little bit of willpower in her exhausted body. It would have been an enormous misunderstanding and the beginning of new problems. It was the last thing in the world she needed right now.

They both hung up and Jennifer went to her bathroom to take a shower. She forced herself to empty her mind but the thought of Enzo kissing her with so much passion and with so much skill kept haunting her. She was obsessed. Uncontrollably, her crotch started to get wet. The memory of his soft and delicious lips created a visceral reaction she couldn’t fight. She felt excited and turned on just thinking about that one kiss they had exchanged.

Just one silly kiss.

How was it even possible at her age? How could she be so horny with the memory of a kiss that had lasted less than any kiss she had ever received from Bruce?

Jennifer unconsciously lowered her hand to her swollen pussy and brushed her clit with her fingers but quickly stopped. No, she couldn’t do it. It was wrong. She couldn’t touch herself and think about someone else. Bruce didn’t deserve it. Her heart and her mind were shouting at her, telling her to stop right away. But her body and her hormones were torturing her: the unspeakable sexual tension and attraction she felt for Enzo was getting stronger and stronger. The more they kept talking to each other, the more she felt the need to kiss him again.

It took her a tremendous amount of discipline to stop masturbating but she did it. She turned off the water and went to bed right away. Then, she fell asleep but she wasn’t out of trouble yet. In her dreams, she saw Bruce licking her pussy and gently introducing his cock inside her burning channel. However, there was something unusual in that dream. She was also sucking him at the same time.

How was it possible?

Suddenly, it became clear: she wasn’t sucking Bruce. She was sucking Enzo while Bruce was banging her.

J
ennifer woke up in the morning soaking wet. She was wet because she was sweating as if she had run for hours, and she was also wet between her legs as if she had made love all night long.

Her dream was still fresh in her mind and it was pretty disturbing. It was both shocking and well... kinky. She didn’t know if she liked it or not, but it was definitely arousing as hell. She had never imagined being taken by two men at the same time and spent the whole morning thinking about it. She loved Bruce and she really liked Enzo, so it wasn’t a moral issue. She didn’t feel dirty at all because she clearly had feelings for both of them. But being in bed with the two of them at the same time? Come on, what was going on?

She tried to focus and read a cooking book but her mind was desperately wandering in a fantasy world she didn’t dare to explore. She wasn’t prude or particularly conservative in bed, but it was quite new for her to dream about having sex with two men. It was... She tried to find the words but couldn’t decide how to describe her own feelings and emotions. How could she fantasize about that?

The rest of her day was fairly unproductive as she kept replaying her dream over and over again in her mind. In the middle of the afternoon, she couldn’t hold it anymore and ran to her bedroom to release the tension. She figured the best way to get rid of the persisting thought was to confront it and to let go once and for all.

She closed her eyes, licked her lips and started playing with herself. She was naturally lubricated and her fingers slipped inside her tight walls with ease. This time though, Bruce was the only one she fantasized about. She came twice that afternoon and took a nap. Her mind had taken her further than she would ever dare to try in real life and it was exhilarating. It was her secret garden where she could be and do whatever she wanted, without telling anyone. Nobody could judge her and nobody could be hurt: Bruce would never know and Enzo wouldn’t start having false hopes.

When she woke up, it was already 11:00pm.

Oh my God! I didn’t do anything today. I was supposed to work and practice again. Jesus, that dream made me lose my mind. I have to stop...

She got out of bed and checked her messages. Enzo had already replied, but was it personal or was he done collecting information about Kenichi already? She quickly opened his message and her jaw dropped on the floor. Enzo had sent her everything he had promised in a record time and most importantly, it was already translated in English. There were police records and mug shots of Kenichi, countless articles describing him as a smart manipulator, trial cases, photographs of him with hookers and a link to the video Enzo had talked about.

Jennifer had a whole lot of information that Bruce’s team could use to save his company. She didn’t take the time to thank Enzo and immediately sent everything to Bruce. A few minutes later, he called her back.

“Jennifer, what did you send me?”

“That’s everything you need to get out of trouble. Your legal team can use it against Kenichi. I heard some of them saying that they can break the partnership only if they can prove he’s a criminal.”

“Jesus, Jen how did you manage to get all of this? Where did you get so much information about him? We couldn’t find anything!”

Jennifer had originally planned to mention Enzo even though she knew it would have made Bruce jealous. But now, things were different. Actually, everything was the same but she felt concerned about her dream. It was as if she had cheated on Bruce and she was scared to talk about Enzo. Wilson Corp. was about to be saved thanks to him yet, she couldn’t reveal her source.

“Bruce, you have to trust me. Everything I do, I do it for you and your company. I want to see you happy again.”

“It’s that man from Thailand, right? The man you met while you disappeared?”

Jennifer paused for a second. Of course, Bruce was smart. She couldn’t trick him that easily. “Yes,” she said. “It’s him but you can’t be mad at him. He did the impossible to help you.”

“So you’re still in touch?”

“Well, we’ve exchanged emails...”

“Okay.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Right now, I’m too busy to be jealous but I’m not going to lie. I’m not happy about it.”

“Please listen...”

“I have to consult my team right now and we’ll see what we can do.”

“Bruce, please. Don’t be upset. I just wanted to help you.”

Bruce kept silent.

“Hello? Oh come on, don’t do this to me, please,” Jennifer said desperately. He was definitely jealous and mad at her.

“I’ll talk to you later,” he simply said.

Jennifer didn’t hear from Bruce for the next twenty four hours. She figured they are probably super busy trying to do everything they could to get him out of trouble. On many occasions, she thought about calling him: she wanted to know if things were going in the right direction and also, she wanted to know if he was still upset. But the timing wasn’t ideal and she couldn’t call him in such a critical time. She also decided that she had done everything she could to help. If anyone had to call, it wasn’t her. It was him. He was supposed to thank her.

As if Bruce was reading her mind, he finally called back and her heart jumped when she saw his name on her cell-phone.

“Bruce?”

“Are you home?”

“Yes. Why? How is it going?”

“I’m going to send someone to pick you up.”

“Where am I going?”

“I have things to finish but I’ll probably join you later in the evening.”

“Bruce,” she said irritated. “Stop avoiding me. Answer my questions please, don’t be like that. If you’re mad at me, just say it and we can talk about it.”