The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“There’s still time for you to finish eating.”

Enrico seized the moment when Paige opened her mouth to feed her the foie gras, sitting back and watching her eat.

“…” Does he have a habit of feeding people?

Paige silently chewed the tender foie gras. Despite the slow serving speed, it was indeed delicious. She placed her coffee on the table and said, “I’m really done. You can keep it for yourself.”

The flight to T Country would take 10 hours, so he could savor it slowly. Eating for 10 hours straight probably wouldn’t make him feel too full either.

“Are you really done?” Enrico frowned at her.

“Yes.” Paige nodded, about to say that she should leave when Enrico said, “Then come here, let me hold you.”

“…”

It’s just a trip abroad, not some tearful farewell as if they’ll never see each other again-this really isn’t necessary. Paige looked at him helplessly, but under Enrico’s intense gaze, she still moved closer and nestled into his arms.

Enrico embraced her, kissed the top of her head, and said in a deep voice, “Make sure your phone is charged. Call me three times a day, and answer my calls immediately.”

“Okay,” Paige responded.

Here we go again.

The last time he went abroad, he was like this too.

“You can’t work or study past 8 p. m., and you’re not allowed to attend any classmate or colleague gatherings.”

Enrico tightened his grip on the warm, soft figure in his arms, his throat tightening. “Also, after your speech, if any financial magnates approach you, brush them off and don’t entertain them.”

“Alright.” She would have done that even if he hadn’t mentioned it. She had no desire to deal with those financial moguls.

“I’m going to be away for a while this time. I’m leaving Jaden in the country to handle business. If you need anything, ask him. No need to go through me,” Enrico said, looking down at her. “Did you hear me, hmm?”

The prolonged hum at the end of his sentence was irresistibly sexy, despite the underlying dominance.

“Okay.” What else could Paige say?

Enrico seemed to rethink this, his expression changing as he added, “Actually, instruct Olivia, and Olivia can ask Jaden.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

He hadn’t forgotten how Paige immediately chose the dog Jaden picked out.

“Why?” Paige asked, puzzled, looking up at him.

“What, are you eager to contact Jaden directly?” Enrico’s eyes darkened, his gaze sharp as a blade, simmering with anger.

Paige understood. She disentangled herself from his embrace and sat to the side. “Enrico, your possessiveness makes no distinction between humans and animals.”

Little Dolphin had suffered enough under his whims these past few days, and now even Jaden wasn’t spared.

“I don’t care.” Enrico retorted. He didn’t like anything sticking close to her, so what?

She was his, after all.

“Alright, whatever makes you happy.” Paige didn’t want to argue, so she indulged him. She stood up from the sofa, her expression calm as she looked at him. “It’s about time, so I’ll head out. Safe travels.”

“Just like that?” Enrico leaned back against the sofa, frowning in dissatisfaction.

Why is it so difficult to see her off?

Paige took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, “Call me when you arrive in T Country to let me know you’re safe.”

Enrico couldn’t handle compliments. The moment she said this, a smug smile crept onto his face, his tone turning playful. “You’re going to miss me so much-why don’t you come with me?”

“I have my speech to give.” She couldn’t skip it.

“Do it later.”

“No.” Seeing that his expression was turning stormy, Paige quickly said, “Didn’t you urge me to start the slum reconstruction sooner so we could discuss our future?”

Enrico sat there, his face sullen as he stared at her innocent face.

She was something else.

Daring to use his own words against him.

After a moment, he draped his arms over the back of the sofa and said coldly, “Fine, go ahead, but you act like you’ll miss me.”

“Yes, safe travels.” Paige nodded at him, thought for a moment, and then gave him a faint smile, showing a hint of white teeth.

Finally, she turned to leave.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, forcefully, assertively.

The next second, Paige was yanked back by a powerful force, falling into the soft sofa as Enrico immediately pressed down on her, gazing deeply into her eyes.

His face was sharp and defined, perfect from his chin to his eyebrows, especially his eyes, narrow and delicate. The crease of his eyelid didn’t start at the inner corner of his eye, creating a half-single, half-double look that tapered off into a sharp edge at the outer corner. As he looked at her, his eyes were intensely deep, almost hypnotic, like a wild beast on the verge of obsession.

Paige could sense his reluctance and softly said, “You’ll be back in a week.”

She softened her tone.

Then, the hand she had at her side rose and draped over his back.

“You call a week ‘just’?”

Why did everything she said irritate him so much?

“…”

Isn’t a week gone in the blink of an eye?

Enrico’s gaze held hers, eventually settling on her pale lips. He propped himself on either side of her and pinched her chin with one hand, his fingers brushing against her lips as he lowered his head to capture them.

His movements weren’t hurried; they were slow, almost deliberate.

Like a child savoring a beloved snack, knowing that the more they eat, the less they’ll have, so they eat slowly, savoring every bite.

His tongue flicked against her lips, soft yet tingling with electric currents, exploring between her teeth.

Paige wasn’t sure if others kissed like this, but Enrico’s kisses always carried a powerful desire, making her head tingle, making her feel like the next moment she would be reduced to ashes, nothing left of her…

Enrico pulled her hand, urging her to wrap her arms tighter around his waist, deepening the kiss.

It was just a kiss, after all.

But by the end, Paige’s mind had gone blank, and she couldn’t remember when it ended, resting in his arms as she came back to herself.

“Miss me while you’re at home.” Enrico held her close, kissing her hair again. “And don’t let that mutt on my bed.”

He’d noticed over the past few days that the dog always tried to sneak into his room to sleep next to his woman whenever he wasn’t looking.

“Can I go now?” Paige leaned against his chest, her voice coming out soft and fluffy.

Enrico’s throat tickled at her tone, almost wanting to kiss her again, but time was indeed up.

Paige saw Enrico off onto the plane, and then Enrico escorted her back down.

The wind outside the plane was strong. Paige adjusted her hair as she walked toward the car. Halfway there, she looked back to see Enrico still standing there, watching her.

His eyes were always so deep, and when he looked at her, she always felt like nothing else existed in his world but her.

“Safe travels, and let me know when you’ve arrived,” Paige repeated what she had said before.

“You’re so naggy,” Enrico grumbled, though the corners of his lips lifted in a smug smile.

This woman really couldn’t let him go.

“Goodbye.” Paige smiled at him before turning to the car, opening the door, and getting in.

Even as her car drove far away, Enrico remained standing in front of the plane, unmoving.