Chapter 57

Kienzo sighed and looked at his wife peacefully sleeping. He gets his phone, looks at the clock, and reads his twin Kenzo's message.

This shitty head had been messaging him.

He kissed her before he got and got his coat and white car. Damn, that black eye. He looks different and doesn’t want to see himself in the mirror.

He left the condo and drove to the apartment of his twin brother.

He tapped the doorbell, and when it opened, he saw Enzo with a black eye and a wound on his forehead. He was furious and not liable for his injury when he hit him.

“Tsked!” Kienzo entered his twin’s condo and removed his cap.

He won’t go to work because of how look he is right now. People there might tease and make fun of him. fuck his twin brother!

“Those are the women that you need. You are hunting,” Enzo threw the folder on the center table. From the folder, a paper came out. It consists of pictures and full background details of a woman.

“Everything you want to know is still there. All you need to do is to read,” Enzo said lazily.

“This is bullshit, I had been calling you since yesterday night, and you just came here,” Enzo said annoyingly and sat in front of his brother.

Kienzo glared at his twin brother.

Enzo told his twin to come early, and Kienzo didn’t want to leave Claire, and they had a misunderstanding. That’s why Kiki decided to go earlier in the morning since Claire was feeling tired and in a deep sleep.

He can’t stay any longer in condo of Enzo‘s condo because Claire is just alone there, and he doesn’t want to leave her without someone accompanying her.

“I have to go, Claire is in my condo, alone,” Kienzo said to his twin.

“You know, really damn it! Fuck you to death. I have to wake up later! ” that their complaint to him.

“Next time, make it early,” Enzo said sarcastically. Kienzo can go here later afternoon. Why does he need to go early in the morning and disturb his sleep?!

Kienzo sighed. He will do exercise because he can’t sleep anymore. He woke up early yet is not going to work because of how he looks now. What a shame!

I OPEN my eyes, and I close them again.

It’s cold.

I felt my body in severe pain between my tights, is in pain. My legs are wide open. I tried to move my feet, but I felt discomfort.

Kienzo is not here. Maybe he came to work.

After he did this to me, he left me that nothing had happened between us.

I decided to get from bed to take a bath and prepare.

After I took a bath, I saw Kienzo in the living room facing his laptop while his forehead was creasing. He looks serious again. I even saw a bunch of books on the center table.

What is he doing? Maybe he is doing work, but he is still here?

“Kienzo, I have an injury. My bones broke.” I stated.

He looked at me, and he came near me. He lifted me and sat me on the sofa. He is silent again.

“How are you?” He asked in a stern tone, and he seemed worried about me. He is looking at me again, his deep stare at me.

I lean on his shoulder and hug his arm.

“What do you want to eat, hmm?” He asked softly and stroked my hair. I felt him kiss my forehead.

“I don’t want to eat. I feel sore.” I mocked.

Isn’t he going to work?

“I know, you need to rest.” his voice is gentle. He is kind again. He came back to the old his.

I look all over the living room, and it’s already clean. I feel guilty because I am participating in cleaning, and all I do is sleep, lay on the sofa, and watch Tv. he is doing all the chores and everything here.

“What time are you going to work?” I change the topic.

“I won’t come to work. I’ll stay by your side today.” He kisses my hand gently.

He is sweet today for today.

What does he eat for breakfast?

He opens the TV while I am leaning on his shoulder while we watch together.

He orders food for our lunch and even takes care of me—extra sweet chilimansi spicy beef.

I hope his sweetness won’t expire.

Until afternoon came, I lay on his while he caressed my hair. I felt sleepy in his caress, and when I woke up, it was already night, and I was already in our room. My head is lying on his chest while he is sleeping peacefully.

He looks handsome while sleeping. I look like a witch when I sleep and have dried saliva in my mouth.

Kienzo is handsome in my eyes.

We didn’t ch anything for; all we did to watch movies together, and he joined me evthough en he seemed bored watching. I hope this day won’t end because we rarely like this, and tomorrow is not sure. He is always busy with his work, and I understand that.

I touch his face from his thick eyebrow and well shape to his sharp and pointed nose, he is handsome, and his good looks are perfect for his nationality. His face is so soft and clear—no pimples or marks.

I wonder what he is skin care. I don’t see his skin care in the bathroom. Maybe he is hiding them from me.

He groans, and he opens his eyes. I woke him up.

He didn’t say anything and dipped his head on my neck and hugged me.

“How’s your sleep?” He asked me, sleepy.

I caress his soft jet-black hair.

“I had a good sleep,” I answered him.

If I was the one laying in his head earlier, now he is dipping his head on my neck and hugging me tightly.

I notice that sometimes he is like a child, serious all the time but a soft-hearted man and sometimes sweet when he is in the mood.

I look at the hanging clock, and it’s already seven in the evening. I sleep too long.

“Are you still in pain?”

Huh? What? I just realized his question by now, and I listen to my body, and I guess I feel better.

I just want a fever so he won’t leave and take care of me. He is so sweet, and it melts my heart.

“Hey, look at me, " he demanded, lifting my head with his thumb.

“I feel like I am going to melt in your stares.”

He hugs me even tighter.

“Look at me,” he repeated, and I followed him.

His brown eyes.

I look at him and fight the feeling that I am melting in his stares, and my knee is getting weaker. If I am just standing, I have already lost my balance.

If I am just ice cream, I already melted.

He looked at my lips for too long and slowly moved his head, and I felt his lips on mine.

He moves his lips slowly and is full of care and love.

He was kissing me, and he inserted his tongue inside my mouth, and our tongue fought like a sword.

He fixed our position, and he lay me down on the bed.

Kiki kisses me together, and I felt his hand on my chest. Kiki massages my right breast slowly while nipping my neck.

“Oh!” I moan.

We stopped kissing when he removed all my clothes and just threw them everywhere. I was about to protest when he kissed me thoroughly on the lips. He is always in a hurry.

He is kissing me, yet I already feel weak and surrender everything to him.

Kiki's kisses move down to my chest, and he sucks my hardening nipples while his other hand gets down there.

He hasn’t done anything further, yet I already feel my wetness down there.

I moaned.

“Kienzo!” I am having a hard to call his name.

He is making me feel heaven and earth.

His lips are on mine, his hand is on my breast, and the other is down there.

I gap and stop kissing him when he plays with my clitoris. I don’t know where to focus, in Kiki kiss on his, touches me, and kisses every inch of my body. The way he kisses me is full of respect and care.

I feel my body burning in fire.

We kiss wild, fire, hot and fast, and our teeth are banging to each other, creating a sound. The intensity is so high. Our teeth and kiss are making a sound. The way he kisses me, it’s like he’s hungry. He is like eating me wholly in his kiss.

I stop from kissing him when he inserted his finger.

“K-kiki… Enzo. Oh!” I stop breathing; this is breathtaking heaven. I am in heaven with him.

“Shit!” He moved his finger fast out and in, and I gasped for air.

“Hmm. Ah!” A moan escaped from my mouth.

I felt pain and pleasure when he inserts his finger until the end. I like it, fast and until in the core and painful yet handled goods.

My hold on him is getting tighter, like the pleasure I am feeling.

He tried to capture my lips, and our lips were not moving.

I felt that I was not breathing anymore because of what he was doing.

He didn’t want to let go of my hands.

I felt something coming out of me, and he even made it faster. His fingers are too long, and he makes it in the end. Long and thin.

“Kienzo!”I called his name in pleasure.

I am getting crazy and not breathing. My breathing is getting heavy and intense.