Chapter 6

Lorenzo’s pov

She sang so beautifully, her voice echoed around the church like an angel singing from the hymn book, but all I could think about was how good she would moan out my name with that beautiful voice when I put my dick in her tight pussy. The thought of that made my dick jerk up a little. “Easy, man,” I said to my pussy, “soon we will have her and she will be ours.”

She kept singing from the choir book although she had seen me, but she tried to avoid my gaze. I knew that because she didn’t look my way, and anytime our eyes met, she quickly looked the other way.

Everyone in the church was so enchanted with her voice, the young, adult and old all listened to her voice with happy emotions, the older woman wrapped their fingers together, moved right and left to the rhythm of her voice.

She ended the song and everyone was quiet, a lot of people waved at her and some thumped her up. She walked along with the other choir to take their seats beside the altar. My eyes were trailing all her movements, and I was here for her anyway.

The pastor spoke, I think that’s what they call preaching, he kept saying stuff and quoting from a book he called a bible. I don’t believe in whatever he was preaching because I respect those who are. I wasn’t listening to anything he was saying, my focus was on her, looking at her now made me realise she had the cutest eyes ever. Her eyes are blue. She is my new addiction.

Her dress flowed just past her knees, her hair neatly packed. I loved her pure and innocent looks, it makes me want to stain her even more. I want her, and I will get her because nobody says no to Lorenzo.

The church ended with a final amen, which rolled through the hall, and people started heading out. Some went to great themselves. I didn’t move neither did my gang members; they all stood down waiting for my orders, except Mateo’s eyes scanned everywhere for any form of danger, his hand not leaving his jacket where I knew he kept his gun.

I watched as blue eyes turned away from the altar, speaking with a few older women. They smiled at her like she was their medicine, like she heals their pain with her song. If only they knew what I had planned for their angel. How I want to be buried between her legs, licking her clitoris like a lollipop.

I rose from the wooden chair, walked up to her, each step moving me closer to her. My feet tapped on the Marble floor steadily and deliberately. She didn’t notice me until I was just a feet away from her.

“Good morning, blue eyes,” I said, my voice low but loud enough for only her to hear me.

“Don’t call me that,” she said, saying a quick prayer like she was asking for forgiveness.

I chuckled at how pure and innocent she is. That’s what attracted me to her.

“Why? You’ve got blue eyes, don’t you? Your eyes are unique, and they are my new addiction.” My eyes ran over in a way that made her take a step back.

“Thus is the house of God,” she said with her chin up like she summoned up more courage. “Are you to ask for forgiveness from the Lord for your sinful act?” she asked.

I chuckled again. “Maybe I came for confession.”

She crossed her arms. “You? You will need a month locked in here for that. You cover up a crime so easily and you didn’t feel any remorse. You are a big sinner.”

I smirked. “I want to commit more sins with you, Saint.” I moved closer to her, close to her ears. “I don’t kill without reason. Trust me when I say that man deserves it and he doesn’t need to live among us.”

“You are not God who gives life so you shouldn’t take life,” she argued.

I leaned in, close enough for my breath to brush her eyes. “Or maybe you can come with me to teach me more about God. It will be great if you do that on my bed.”

Her eyes widened. “You need to leave. Come back when you know you are ready to confess your sin and gain salvation.”

“I might consider that,” I said straightening up. “But first, let’s get to know each other more. I will meet at seven tonight. Don’t keep me waiting at the front of your hostel, or I will have no choice but to come in. If I do that, I will punish you.”

“Who do you think you are to give me others? You are not God and I won’t succumb to your orders. You need to visit the psychiatrist; you are sick upstairs.”

I clapped my hands, surprised that my blue eyes have a smart mouth. “This is getting interesting, and the more she argues and disobeys me, the more I am drawn to her. Don’t forget, we meet by seven. I hate delays.”

I walked out but giving her room to argue.

Behind me, I could feel her stare.

My gang members followed me, and off we headed to the car.

I took my cigarettes from the car, which I had left in the car earlier. I noticed she does like cigarettes, and I wanted to avoid another prayer section. I lit on the cigarettes, puffed out smoke and gave one last stare at the church.

I sign to Mateo, and he ignites the car, and off we go back to my territory.

“Boss, there is a car trailing us,” Mateo alerted me. “Keep driving, I will keep them off the track.”

I took my gun, wound down the glass… shut the front tyres, the car lost its balance and hit a tree. I don’t miss my target. “Those guys are amateurs, they don’t deserve my time. Who trails Lorenzo with a car that is not bulletproof?”