Chapter 120: You Think Enzo Helped Her?

That was all the permission he needed.

Dimitri kissed her...hard, claiming and absolute.

Eve moaned into his mouth, her hands finally successful in getting his belt undone, his pants open.

She shoved them down his hips, freed his cock, wrapped her hand around him.

"God, yes..." She stroked him once, twice. "I need this. Need you."

Dimitri made quick work of her dress, the crystal chains across her back coming undone with a snap.

The burgundy fabric pooled around her waist.

No bra. Just Eve’s perfect breasts, flushed and sensitive.

He lowered his head, took one nipple into his mouth.

Eve cried out, her back arching off the bed.

"Too much....too sensitive..."

"Good." He sucked harder, his hand finding her other breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.

Eve was trembling, gasping, her hands in his hair.

"More...please...I need more..."

Dimitri slid his hand down her stomach, under the dress, found her panties soaked through.

"Fuck, you’re drenched."

"Because of you....always because of you..."

He tore the lace away, slid two fingers inside her.

Eve screamed.

Not in pain. In relief.

Her body clenched around his fingers, already so close to the edge. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

"That’s it, cara mia. Take what you need."

He worked her with his fingers, his thumb finding her clit, circling with perfect pressure.

Eve came in less than thirty seconds.

Sobbing his name, her body convulsing, the orgasm ripping through her with devastating intensity.

But it wasn’t enough.

The drug wouldn’t let it be enough.

"Dimitri...inside me....I need you inside me...."

He pulled his fingers out, positioned himself at her entrance.

And thrust home in one brutal stroke.

Eve screamed again, this time her legs wrapping around his waist, her hands clawing at his back.

"Yes—yes—God, yes—"

Dimitri set a punishing rhythm, each thrust driving deeper, harder.

The drug had made her impossibly sensitive. Every stroke hit nerve endings that made her gasp and moan and beg for more.

"Harder....please...I can take it..."

"You sure?" He pulled almost all the way out, slammed back in.

"YES!"

He gave her what she asked for.

Hard. Fast and brutal.

The kind of fucking that would have been too much under normal circumstances.

But these weren’t normal circumstances.

And Eve....

Eve took everything he gave her and demanded more.

She came twice more before he allowed himself to follow, spilling inside her with a roar.

They collapsed together, both gasping.

For maybe thirty seconds, Eve seemed satisfied.

Then the heat started building again.

"Dimitri...."

"I know." He kissed her forehead. "How long did they say these effects last?"

"Four to six hours." Her voice was small, desperate. "I’m sorry. I know this isn’t..."

"Don’t." He tilted her face up. "Don’t apologize. This isn’t your fault. And I’m going to take care of you. As many times as it takes. Until the drug wears off and you’re yourself again."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

What followed was the longest night of Dimitri’s life.

They fucked everywhere. The bed. The shower. Against the wall. On the floor.

Eve rode him until her thighs shook. He took her from behind until she collapsed forward. She sucked him until he was hard again, then climbed on top before he could recover.

The drug made her insatiable.

And Dimitri....

Dimitri gave her everything she needed.

Even when his body was exhausted. Even when he wasn’t sure he could get hard again. Even when every muscle ached.

He found a way.

Because this was Eve.

And he’d promised to take care of her.

Around 3 AM, after what must have been her fifteenth or sixteenth orgasm, Eve finally fell asleep.

Dimitri carried her to the bathroom, cleaned her gently, brought her back to bed.

She stirred as he laid her down.

"Dimitri...."

"Shh. Sleep. I’m here."

"Don’t leave."

"Never."

She drifted off.

Dimitri lay beside her, watching her breathe, his body completely spent.

Someone had done this to her.

Had drugged her.

Had put her through hours of agony just to...

To what?

The drink had possible been meant for him

Which meant someone had wanted him drugged.

Had wanted him in this state, desperate, needy, willing to fuck anyone who offered relief.

And who would have been there to offer that relief?

Dimitri’s jaw clenched.

Isabella.

This had Isabella written all over it.

Drug him. Make him desperate. Offer herself. Make him betray Eve in the worst possible way.

Except it had backfired.

Eve had drunk the whiskey instead.

And now Eve was the one suffering.

Dimitri pulled out his phone, checked the time.

4:17 AM.

His phone had six missed calls from Marco.

He called back.

Marco answered immediately. "Boss. How is she?"

"Sleeping. Finally." Dimitri’s voice was tight. "What do you have?"

"The compound was Compound X-7. Pharmaceutical-grade aphrodisiac. The effects last four to six hours. The only relief is...."

"Sex. I know. We figured that out." Dimitri closed his eyes. "What else?"

"The waiter who dosed the drink is dead. Poisoned. Someone killed him to keep him quiet."

"And Isabella?"

"Confirmed at the hotel you moved her to. She and Catarina entered through a service entrance forty-three minutes after Eve collapsed. No cameras captured their arrival."

"Someone helped her escape the lockdown."

"Yes. And boss...there’s more. Enzo was at the gala. And he disappeared around the same time Isabella did. The security footage for the ballroom was corrupted, someone deleted the files that would show their movements."

Dimitri went very still. "You think Enzo helped her."

"I think someone with access and resources got her out of that building, killed the waiter, and corrupted the evidence. Enzo fits."

"But you don’t have proof."

"Not yet. But I’m working on it."

Dimitri looked at Eve sleeping beside him, her face finally peaceful.

His brother had helped the woman who’d drugged her.

Had protected Isabella instead of telling Dimitri the truth.

Had chosen her over his own family.

"Find proof," Dimitri said quietly. "And find out where Enzo is right now. I want to know if he’s at the hotel with Isabella. If he’s protecting her."