♕—Delilah I gazed at him as he lay down beside me, his eyelids drooping as the effects of the drug began to take hold. I propped up on my elbows, "Lorenzo?" I whispered. "Hmm?" he whispered back, losing consciousness slowly and painstakingly low. I have already given him a higher dose than normal, I hope it won't have any side effects on him. I feel bad that I have to put him through this; I got up and covered his body with the blanket.I saw his cum sliding down my body as I made my way to the bathroom, I turned on the shower and washed him, his touch, his feeling, his fragrance - everything off myself. I scurried away to the closet and hastily put on black tights with Lorenzo's black oversized t-shirt. My hair was still wet from the shower, I tied them up in a rough bun before making my way back to Lorenzo. I nervously grabbed his suit jacket off the edge of the bed, anxious to see if I could find any money that might help me escape. I was desperate and scared as I rummaged th
♕—Delilah My heart was pounding in my chest as I thought about how long it's been since I left Lorenzo's place to run away and ended up here in the same cell where Nikolai Costello first threw me in; I'm sure Lorenzo awake now, no longer under the influence of the drug. I'm scared to even think about what he might do to me once they tell him. I sat in the corner with my arms wrapped around myself. I was still wearing his t-shirt. His scent was all over me, and my eyes burned with tears but I didn't cry. Only a few people have seen me cry—mama, Jack, and now Lorenzo. I hadn't cried in front of anyone else not even in front of my papa because for me crying meant I was at my weakest, where I was most vulnerable and not everyone in your life deserves to see you at your weakest. The door unlocked and my head snapped to it, my defenses going up. I glared at the door as it opened to reveal Nikolai Costello and the rest of his gang except for Lorenzo - the only one I wanted to see because
♕—Delilah But before stepping out, Nikolai stopped and turned to look at me, "I'll send him in now..." Terror washed over me, raising the fine hairs on the back of my neck. I slowly stood up, my back pressed against the wall. I swallowed as my throat dried up, and my hands were shaking, my legs were trembling as I tried to breathe in and out. I cowered and averted my gaze to the floor as the door swung open again, and Lorenzo entered. I could sense it was him; his scent was unmistakable. I didn't dare to look in his direction, Every fiber of my being was tense, fearing his presence in the room with me.A paralyzing fear filled the air. I couldn't tear my gaze away from the floor until his polished shoes appeared in front of me, he was here, so close to me. I felt like my legs would collapse underneath me and I die right here, right now. A wave of fear surged through me as I felt his hand suddenly come to rest on the back of my neck, a frightened whimper escaped me as his grip tigh
♕—Delilah His cold threat filled me with dread and then I heard the forlorn jangling of the metal chains, breaking my heart completely. I meekly raised my head from the bed and glanced back at him from over my shoulder. Lorenzo stood in front of the door, his raging eyes fixated on me and a long metal chain was in his hand, not it wasn't just an ordinary metal chain, it was an old ball and chain that is used for the prisoners. It had a heavy iron ball attached to the metal shackle for the ankle with a long chain. I turned on my back facing Lorenzo with wide eyes, I shook my head from side to side, "Lorenzo, please, you promised, you promised you wouldn't hurt me..." I whispered pathetically in an attempt to save myself but I knew there was no going back from this. A look of incredulity crossed his face, "Hurt you? Hurt you?! I should fucking kill you!" he sneered in a low but threatening voice, "I should wrap this fucking chain around your neck and strangle you right here on this b
♕—Delilah I slowly opened my eyes and saw him standing over me, watching me with furrowed eyebrows. He heaved a sigh and shook his head before moving out of the room. I lay there, distressed and numb, for an eternity it felt like. My lifeless body felt like I had lost all the will to live.One hour. Two hours. Three hours. I finally got to my feet as I felt the need to use the bathroom. I stood up and the weight of the heavy iron ball finally settled on it. The chain was long, it's one end was perfectly secured on the wall beside the nightstand and the other end was welded onto the shackle on my ankle. I dragged myself to the bathroom and the weight of the ball made it difficult and painful. I blinked away the tears, taking deep breaths in and out. All the hope to run far away from here and start a new life vanished like they were never there. After I was done using the toilet, I washed my hands and made my way out of the bedroom. The chain was long enough for me to roam around
♕—Delilah I stared at him, fear gripped me. I shook my head from side to side. My heart began to hammer against my chest. My hair was still brutally tangled between his fingers, his long finger still trailing up and down my neck. "How?" I whispered a lone tear streaming down my cheek, "How do you know about him?"With a mocking frown, Lorenzo tilted his head to the side, his hand covering my entire neck now, his fingers digging into its sides, "Do you take us for idiots? You lied to me about that too, didn't you, Delilah? You told me that your little stable boy was executed before your wedding ceremony but for the past week, he's the one you kept calling, he is the one who told you to take a bus to Brooklyn, I even know the name of the motel where he was supposed to pick you up." I furrowed my eyebrows, my eyes burning with unshed tears, "You said you won't listen—""I didn't!" he snapped coldly, "I never lie, I told you that, Delilah. Niko handed over your broken phone to Alessand
♕—Delilah The words got stuck in my throat as Lorenzo was over me in a second, holding me down on the bed with his hand curled around my neck as if he was about to strangle me to death—even in the dark, I could see him seething with rage. He hovered over me, pressing my body into the bed, his menacing aura enveloped me. He leaned closer and closer until our noses touched, "I have never forced you into anything, don't you dare fucking insinuate that I assaulted you in any way." I kept pushing him away from me but to no avail. "You still did it! Every single time I was with you! It was not consensual!"His power was infuriating. His biceps bulged, appearing monstrous in the dark. I attempted to kick him between his legs, yet he was one step ahead of me as he trapped both of my legs between his. His big hand gripped both of my wrists and pinned them above my head while his other hand trailed down my body, ripping the t-shirt from the middle. My eyes flashed with rage as I pushed and
Lorenzo - Fourteen Years Old "How was school today?" Aurora asked as soon as Lorenzo stepped into their home. He gave her a big, bright smile, "It was perfect!" he exclaimed. Lorenzo revelled in the last two years of his life, which he deemed as the happiest ever. He was amazed at how wonderful life could be and actively took advantage of all its possibilities. He delighted in learning how to read and write and even enjoyed helping Aurora with chores around the house. In his free time, he was more than happy to babysit the children from the neighboring houses.He went straight to the kitchen where Aurora was baking cookies and started to help her out with the ingredients. They made small talk, and Lorenzo told her about everything new he learned. After getting him out of the orphanage, Aurora fought hard to adopt Lorenzo. She worked day and night to be the model adoptive parent. Aurora's parents had left her more than enough, so she opened up a small bakery, and her little busines