Chapter 86: 85

Today in the office, Enzo was in an excellent mood. He was more relaxed and did not give icy stares to his employees every second. During the meeting, an employee made a calculation error. Instead of telling him to repeat his presentation tomorrow, Enzo told him to correct the error and continue the meeting. Everyone was stunned as this is the first time their boss had not punished them for any mistake. 

Later, when he went to his office and was scrolling through his phone, he noticed there was not even a single message from Hazel. From the time he started tutoring her, she always texted him regarding her academic doubts. He wondered if she had no assignments from yesterday or was shocked by his sudden proposal that she wanted to avoid him. He could not let that happen, he wanted to force himself into her life so that she would have no choice but to accept him.

He texted her, "What are you doing?"

Hazel immediately replied stating, "In class. "

He remembered how she had been caught by her professor once for using her mobile during class. So he decided not to disturb her and sent one last message, "I will come to pick you up."

Hazel replied okay. Enzo gave a small smile when he read her response. 

It was evening, and Enzo was outside her college campus. He opened the car door and was about to step out when he saw Hazel walking towards him. She came and sat inside the car. 

"Did your college schedule change?" Enzo asked.

"No," Hazel replied.

"Then how come you are at the gate before 5?" Enzo questioned.

"Last hour was revision class, and our professor left us early," Hazel responded. 

Enzo nodded and pressed a button to keep the car partition up. He turned towards her, giving his complete attention. Today she dressed in an orange top and white trousers. She wore no makeup except a lip balm, and tied her hair in a high ponytail, making her slender neck look more prominent. She looked like a bright and lively student compared to his dark, suit-clad, cold businessman. Hazel became nervous by his heavy gaze and stuttered, "What… are you doing? "

"I'm looking at you," Enzo replied. 

"What is there to look at? You have seen me so many times," Hazel moved further away.

"Somehow, every time I see you, you look more beautiful. I cannot seem to get enough." Enzo's voice turned lower towards the end as his gaze fell on her lips. 

Hazel gulped and knew the expression on his face did not depict a good intention. Enzo leaned towards her, and she sank back in her seat, "Don't… don't come any closer. "

His face was too near, and if she moved an inch, then their lips would touch. Hazel closed her eyes, not able to calm her heart. After a few seconds, she heard him speak. "Sit up properly."

"Ahh...," Hazel opened her eyes slowly. 

"You're already leaning on the door. Do you want to jump out of the vehicle?" Enzo scowled.

"No," Hazel moved towards him and made herself comfortable.

"Why did you close your eyes? Were you expecting something?" Enzo raised his brow.

"You were looking at me...," Hazel trailed off, knowing he teased her when he had no intention of doing anything.

"Looking at your… come on, say it," Enzo smirked. 

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Hazel made an angry face and turned towards the window as she knew she couldn't win an argument against him. "Okay, fine, I will not say another word," Enzo assured her as Hazel peeked through the corner of her eye to check whether he was lying. Seeing the sincerity on his face, she decided to believe what he said and turned to face him.

Suddenly, he held her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Ahhh..," Hazel screamed and tried to get free from his grip, which only made him hold her tighter.

"You promised you would not tease me," Hazel accused.

"Of course, I said I will not tease you, but never said I would do nothing. Look, I kept my promise," Enzo explained smugly.

Hazel sighed at his manipulation. Half of her thigh was on his, and they were sitting so close that even air could not pass. He put his left hand on her shoulder while the other was playing with her hand.

"I don't like you being so far from me," Enzo said.

Hazel's body was tense when he kept her palm over his and compared their sizes. 

"Don't do it next time," Enzo stated. Even though he did not raise his voice, there was an underlying threat, meaning she should not make him unhappy.

He lifted her hand to his mouth and patiently kissed each of her fingertips. Hazel shivered as the hot breath fell on her icy hands.

"Relax...," Enzo whispered near her ear, and unknowingly she moved a little more towards him.

Enzo grinned. He was quite happy with her actions. During the entire journey, they sat in the same position, and Hazel could not relax. Her whole body felt quite hot. Enzo enjoyed holding her hands. He looked so calm and composed throughout the entire journey, even taking a business call, and there was no change in his tone while he dictated to his assistant.

She was sure that if someone had called her, she could not even say hello properly. After a few minutes, she looked outside to notice this was not the way to Enzo's mansion. She waited for him to end his call and then asked where they were going.

"You will know once we reach it," Enzo replied. This was his usual style, he never told her anything about their destination and always kept it a secret. They finally reached the venue, and Hazel moved away from him when the driver opened the door.

As soon as Enzo got down, he stood next to her, wasting no time to hold her hand again. Hazel looked at him and saw he had a stern expression on his face. Letting him take the lead, she followed him as they walked into a posh restaurant where it was very difficult to get a reservation.

"When did you get a reservation?" Hazel asked.

"This morning," Enzo replied.

"Doesn't the waitlist take six months?" Hazel questioned.

"Hazel, are you forgetting I am a Santoris?" Enzo replied. 

When his PA had called the restaurant, they could not refuse him, pushing another customer for tomorrow to give their table to Enzo.

Hazel thought, of course, how can she forget his identity and ask such a silly question?

"Now let's go inside," Enzo stated.

"Sure," Hazel nodded her head.

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