Chapter Fifty-Nine

♕—Delilah

I was scared, my heart drummed against my chest but reminded myself that Lorenzo cares for me a lot and there was no reason to fear. He'd understand, wouldn't he? I'm probably doing him a favor, he can go back to his old life. For him, everything will be just the way it was before he met me.

I felt him peppering little kisses along the back of my neck, without hesitation, and with little effort, Lorenzo picked me up into his arms, taking me to his bedroom.

He lightly put me on the bed, and I let him, as he began to slip off my clothes, I felt my fear rise but I let him. His hand gently skimmed across my exposed skin, and though I felt scared, I still allowed him.

He stood at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me, my body exposed and vulnerable. His voice was soft yet strained as he spoke, "What has you so afraid, Delilah, do you not want me to?"

Lorenzo was a monster, a devil in a man's clothing, a psychopath, and a cold-blooded murderer but he never deliberately hurt me