Myrtle (part 2)

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Kiana immediately gathered all her strength and pulled herself out of his arm. Enrico let out a chuckle as he buried his hand back into his pocket then looked up to her.

"What is wrong with you? Do you have any idea what you just did? You gave her the wrong idea and now... I'm sure she's pissed off." Kiana let out all at once, before running and smoothing her already bundled up hair with her hand.

She let out a sigh as she looked away from him. Enrico kept his eyes on her, following every little gesture from her, whilst a little smile formed on his face. He couldn't help it. Every little detail about her made him smile. He would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying it.

"Why did you do this? Why did you lie to her?" Kiana asked as she shifted her eyes back to him, her voice a little calmer than earlier.

Enrico stared at her for a while with amusement drawn across his face, before suddenly taking steps towards her and only stopped when he was directly in front of her.

"Lie?" He asked, his voice a little low and Kiana did nothing but stare at him.

"That lie could become the truth if you so wish it." He stated, staring directly into her eyes. Once again, his words took her by surprise, so she stared at him. A moment later, no words came through on her part and a simple smile drew on his face.

He drew his face closer to hers, so that they were almost an inch apart. Kiana's eyes widened in surprise.

"What do you say, Kiana?" He asked referring to his last sentence, but all she did was stare. Her eyes felt glued to the pair of his icy blue eyes. The fluttering of his lashes was ever so beautiful and attractive. Her heart was racing really fast and all the talk of them being an actual couple was making her imagine things; things an actual couple would do.

Enrico let out a brief chuckle.

"Seeing you blushing, I would say you pick the truth." He commented, an amusing look expressed across his face.

His comment slowly jogged her out of her hypnotised state. Her brows furrowed with contempt.

"You're always joking." She stated in frustration, as she places both hands on his chest and pushes him away from her. Without wasting a second more, Kiana walked past Enrico and headed straight for her room, refusing to spare him one last glance. Enrico, on the other hand, stood with a wide smile on his face, as he watched her rush off to her room. He was loving the effect he had on her. It was fun, but, at the same time, overwhelming. He felt like his heart was going to explode by how fast it was going. Every inch close to Kiana made him a total different person. She had no idea just how badly he wanted to hold her tight in his arms and never let go. It was a strange urge and the only way for him to get past that would be to joke about it, that way, she couldn't tell when he was being serious.

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Kiana rested her back on the door right after she walked in and shut the door behind her. She placed a hand on her chest, then let out a loud breath. A breath she had no idea she held back. Her heart was racing so fast. Everything was giddy with her. She placed both hands on her cheeks. It felt so hot and probably red as a tomato.

"Why do I have to blush all the time in front of him?" She asked herself in a whisper. The question did not need a definite reply.

She shut her eyes for a moment as she let out another sigh trying her best to calm her nerves. Enrico's jokes were becoming unbearable. One moment he's teasing her, then another moment, it's a joke. It was as if the words 'MAKE FUN OF ME' was written boldly on her forehead. She walked away from the door and gently had her seat on the bed, resting both elbows on her knees, she buried her face within her palms. An image of Giulia surfaced in her mind and she raised her head up. All this was temporary. When Enrico would find out the truth, he was definitely going to hate her. She wouldn't even be able to get the least bit of smile from him. It would all be over. Sometimes, she inhabits the idea of actually telling him the truth herself, but each moment she saw his face, she realised she just couldn't.

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