TW: This book is provocative. It is categorized as DARK ROMANCE for a reason. It will not be for everyone. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genre then know that this book contains: a very dirty talker hero, sexual degradation, dubcon, rough play, and s&m themes. ♕—Delilah Lorenzo pulled away breathing heavily, a raindrop slid down my face and into my parted lips. Being in Lorenzo's arms and not feeling any fear was terrifying because it felt so good. I can't deny the fact that I had never felt safer than I do in his arms. He seemed tensed as if he was holding himself, I pressed my body into him letting him know that it was okay, I wanted this. He gave his head a gentle shake, "I'm not a normal man, Delilah, I have urges that you may find peculiar maybe downright cruel. You have never been touched roughly, your flawless skin is proof of that. And all I wanted to do is out my marks on every single inch of you." I nodded, "It's ok
♕—Delilah The thrust was so hard that I felt a stabbing pain inside of me. I cried out, Lorenzo was in so deep, he was bigger and thicker than Jack in all the ways. His cock touched me in a way I have never been touched before. It stretched me wide, ripping me open. I try to yank my knotted hands, trying to pry off his tie but it was so perfectly secured that it wouldn't come off, no matter how hard I tried. The feeling of being penetrated by him was just so damn intense, nothing like I had ever felt before. He paused for a second, letting me adjust to his size, this was sweet—shit! The thrust was so hard that it made me tremble. Then he thrust again. And again. And again. I could feel nothing else but him, filling me, ravaging me. With every thrust a stinging sharp pain filled my body, making me grit my teeth as it intermixed with the immense pleasure. He held onto my tied-up hand and forced my body onto his length, "Fuck you feel so fucking good, princess..." a soft growl
♞—Lorenzo "Bring her over for dinner!" she screamed on the other side of the phone. "You do realize that she is our captive?" "Lorenzo, if I can't leave my own house without every single man informing Nikolai about it, I think our captive will be well secured in my home." "Evangeline, Niko might---"She cut me off, "Niko and you are not invited. I just want to meet Delilah, oh, and Bianca is also coming over." "Okay, fine..." I gave up, there is no way in hell anyone can win from Evangeline and she is the only person on this earth I'd willingly lose to over and over and over again. "Yay!" she squealed, "What does she like to eat?" I hesitated, I don't know how the fuck am i going to explain this to Nikolai. I own Delilah now, I'm going to keep her for a long long time, I won't let her get away until I had enough of her. But telling Evangeline her likes and dislikes would mean something else. Evangeline is smart she will figure it out in a second because she had been the only im
♕—Delilah I wore an emerald green dress, combed my hair down, and put on some light makeup. I was going to dinner with my captor at his boss's wife's house. The same boss who was pulling all the strings and is scary as hell! Lorenzo was dressed up in his usual attire, his dark hair was perfectly tousled—just the way I liked it. He wasn't dressed for dinner, he said he'd leave me at her home and then he had to go to the club with Nikolai Costello. I swiped the brush against my cheek, putting on a blush. I saw Lorenzo watching me through the mirror, he didn't blink or look away, not even for a second. Then I heard a click and the collar on my neck unlocked, for a second I couldn't believe that it happened but then Lorenzo made his way to me and took the collar off my neck. "Cover up the bruises..." he ordered me. I nodded and grabbed the concealer. I started to dab it all around my neck over the marks the collar left and also the marks Lorenzo left. "Delilah, no words of this to
♕—Delilah "Your boss hates me..." I whispered as Lorenzo drove back home. "He doesn't hate you, he just doesn't trust you around his wife and child. He is protective of them and thinks you might hurt Evangeline." I frowned, "Hurt her? Why would I hurt her?" Lorenzo didn't say anything, he just gave his head a shake and took a sharp turn. It wasn't the way to his home. I had been trying to learn directions, I needed it in case I get an opportunity to... I have no idea how much power Nikolai Costello has over New York City, if I take that step I need to be really careful and attentive. I didn't ask Lorenzo where were we going because I didn't want him to know that I knew the directions. He stopped outside an ice cream shop and parked the car. A smile formed over my lips, I cast a glance at Lorenzo before we both stepped out of the car. I looked around, I could run away right now. I didn't have a collar around my neck, I could slip out of my shoes and run as fast as I could but I
♞—Lorenzo Fulfillment, it's a feeling I have never experienced before. I kept staring up at the ceiling, feeling an unfamiliar warmth spreading through my body. I had no plans to keep the girl beside me for myself. I know by doing this I was going against everyone I cared about. I was going against my brother, the man who saved me when no one else did. The man who brought me out of the cage I lived in and gave me life. But I just couldn't find in myself to give her up. I looked to my side and saw Delilah's sleeping form. She was in deep sleep, her hands curled at her sides. Her hair spread out on the pillow behind her, the blond locks hid half of her face. I could feel the warmth of her body seeping into mine—never slept with a woman in the same bed. She was a nice little soft thing to hold when asleep. I stared at her for a long time and as I did, I thought of a girl, the one that I was never able to save. The torture of my own thoughts returned with full force, mocking me, and
♕—Delilah I woke up curled up into a warm, hard body. I hummed in comfort, I have never slept in any man's arms before. It was nice, I felt protected and cared for. For a few moments, I lay still and relished the fact of how good his body felt pressed against mine. If Lorenzo's body could feel so good, I could only imagine how peaceful it would be to sleep in Jack's arms. I have never done that, haven't spent a night in his arms but I'd like to... I'd really, really like to.I slowly slid out of his warmth and he turned on his stomach. He was in deep sleep, I don't think I had seen Lorenzo sleep like this before.He seemed relaxed, his face looked so peaceful. I smiled and brushed his dark locks away from his forehead, I grazed my knuckles against his rough skin and leaned over, and placed a kiss on his cheek. The second my lips met with his warm skin, I stilled; the realization of my action dawned on me. What the hell was I doing? I just saw this man ripping out someone's throat
♕—DelilahI made egg benedict for us, it was a very New York-ly breakfast. I readied the table and went back to the room to see if Lorenzo had finished showering. He wasn't in the shower, so I walked to the closet and saw his back towards me. He only had a towel around his waist as he pulled out a fresh suit from the rack. "Breakfast's ready!" I exclaimed happily. Sometimes it feels like I'm not even acting and it scares me. He turned to look at me, a hint of a smile on his face. I walked in and took out a matching tie. Lorenzo dropped the towel, wearing fresh boxers short before he put on his suit. I made my way to him with the tie in my hand and wrapped it around his collar, working on the knot. He just watched me while I deftly tied the perfect knot. "My shirt looks good on you..." he spoke for the first time and I smiled, a sense of shyness crept up. I gave my head a shake, "It looked more comfortable than my clothes, so I wore it. You don't mind, do you?" Lorenzo tucked my