Possessed by Lies (Truth or Lies 5)

Another. And I’m his.

My hips buck back against his, and he plunges deeper, taking down walls, demons, ghosts, and pasts. And I know once this is over, we will start new. I don’t know where we will stand after this, but it will be a fresh start.

I don’t want any more lies.

I don’t want to hide any more truths.

I want to tell Enzo everything, because I realize in this moment, the only way to save my child is with Enzo’s help. All the bad happened because one of us was resisting our love. Right now, neither of us is. And it’s like everything aligns. My body, brain, and heart. They all realize what was missing—us both loving each other at the same time.

Fuck the consequences. We can figure out how to keep the rules of the empire and keep ourselves safe. We can love each other and still compete to be the ruler.

The baby…

Enzo will love the baby as he loves me, even if it’s not his.

God, everything is so messy.

But in this moment, it becomes clear.

“I want this moment to last forever, but fuck, you’re so tight, I can’t last,” Enzo says, ambushing my lips.

I know exactly how he feels, because it’s exactly how I feel.

I want to speak. To tell him this moment will last, even after we both come. I want this—us. I want to fuck him every night. I want to tell him I love him. I want to tell him about the baby that is his in every way that matters. I want to tell him everything Milo told me.

But I can’t speak. All I can do is make love to Enzo whether he realizes that is what we are doing or not.

The thrusting continues longer than either of us should be able to last. And when the shockwaves come, nothing can prepare either of us for the flood of delicious pleasure.

The feeling pounds into us—hard and deep. We are flooded with love and tingling nerves as I come hard around his dick, and he explodes into the depths of my pussy.

I still can’t speak as Enzo pulls himself out of me. I can’t murmur a word as he cleans me off. I can’t produce a syllable as he curls his body around me.

“I love you, stingray. Nothing will ever change that,” Enzo breathes.

Forever passes until I can say the words. Enzo is snoring, so I know he won’t hear them, but I need to say them.

“I love you too.”

I RUN, my feet flying beneath me. In the end, I won’t be fast enough. Not to outrun them all. One of them will catch me. It doesn’t matter who. They are all the same darkness.

Justin and his crew are running, but they are the farthest behind. Threatening to finish the torture they started. This time the threats of rape won’t stop at threats; they will take me.

Enzo’s father is coming. Telling me his game will be the end of me. Saying I don’t know what’s coming, but the game will destroy me because only Enzo deserves to lead.

My own father chases me too. I’m not good enough to lead. He wants me to keep running, forever.

Milo is closest. He’s the one I’m most scared of. I can’t let him take away my love. I just got it back.

My arms feel heavy. It takes me a minute to realize why. I’m carrying a baby—a girl. Her hair is long, dark black like mine. Her eyes are blue-green like mine too. But her smile is all her father’s—intense, brooding, and lighting up my world all at the same time, just like Enzo’s.

The men are catching up to us. I have to run faster, harder. I won’t let them hurt my baby girl.

But I can’t carry her alone. I can’t keep her from the darkness. I’m not enough to keep her safe.

I stumble.

They are going to catch us.