♕—Delilah He was kissing me, Lorenzo was kissing me...And I let him. I kissed him back, my hands coming up to grasp his hair as I pulled him closer to me. I didn’t know what had come over me, but I didn’t want it to stop. I could feel his hands moving over my body, and I arched into his touch, needing more.He broke the kiss, leaving me gasping and wanting, and moved his lips to my neck, biting and sucking and licking at my sensitive skin. I was panting with need, my hands in his hair, threading through the strands as he moved his hands into my shirt, and I let it happen. His hand slid under my shirt and up on my body with such ease. I wasn't wearing a bra, and he took advantage of that. He moved his lips back to mine, kissing me again, hungry, brutal, there was nothing gentle about this man. His rough fingers encircled my one nipple and he twisted it roughly; I winced into his mouth and then he moved his hand to the other, doing the same thing. His taste was intoxicating, and his
♞—Lorenzo "It's a boy," Scott announced, as we were standing in the hospital hallway. "A little Niko" he laughed with joy. A smile formed on my lips, something swirled in my chest. Happiness is a foreign emotion for me, I don't feel it often. But I knew whatever I was feeling at this moment was bigger than just simple happiness. I was an uncle now. A second later, Niko stepped out of the room with a child wrapped in a blanket. He was staring at his son like he was something out of this world. His eyes held wonder, a look of utter disbelief. "I can't believe he is mine..." he said, mindlessly. "Maybe, he isn't," Scott snorted which earned him a slap on the back of his head from Marco. With a real smile for once in his life—the one without malice or darkness that always stayed with us—Niko showed him to me. I took him from Niko and cradled him in my arms. I have never been this gentle with anything in the world, I was scared that if I moved I'd hurt him. Again, the same smile crep
♕—Delilah I sat at the other corner of the couch while Lorenzo stayed on his side. He handed me the fast food meal and I gave him a small smile before flipping through the TV shows to watch. I finally found the one I was looking for and clicked on it. I pulled out the burger from the bag and unwrapped it before taking a bite. I was incredibly hungry and couldn't cook, I was thrown off balance. I can't understand why I couldn't focus on anything. All I could think about was the man sitting beside me on the couch pretending to be interested in the TV I was watching. I can't make it more obvious than I already had. Lorenzo already knew that I was trying to seduce him, I mean, I was but sometimes the lines between my plan and my feeling seemed to get blur but I regained my focus once more. I won't lose it again. “Seduce and escape” is back on... And it will stay that way. What I'm feeling is the result of the environment I had been living in for the past months. My mind is trying to
♕—Delilah I glared into his eyes, refusing to back down. "Asshole!" I repeated on his face. A satanic expression crossed his face as if he wanted me to say it again. I hesitated, not sure if he was extremely angry, turned on, or amused. I struggled underneath him and tried to pull my hands out of his grip. His voice was a sexy growl as he said. "Careful, princess, don't pick a fight you know you won't win..." Even though his presence over me was overwhelming but I still managed to come up with a comeback. "Right, Lorenzo, you must feel so powerful, picking a fight with your helpless captive, whose physical strength is nothing compared to you." A devilish glint sparkled in his eyes, and a lopsided faint smile tugged at his lips. My eyes darted all over his beautifully scarred face, I have no idea why I found this man so attractive, something must be seriously wrong with me. I was going all Stockholmy with my kidnapper. "You just don't know when to shut up, do you?" he asked, lean
♞—Lorenzo I could still taste her on my fucking tongue. I rolled the agitation off my shoulders. The stupid TV show still played on the screen, she had fucking run away as if I had burned her with my touch. I got off the couch and turned the TV off, I went up to the bedroom and Delilah lay on the bed, shrouded in the sheets, her golden hair glowing in the dark, her back facing me. I know she wasn't asleep, she couldn't be, it had only been ten minutes when I had my face buried in her pussy. My gaze swept down her body the length of her body, and I realized just how beautiful she was. She was the stuff of legends; too perfect to be real. Something a man like me could never deserve, something that was too pure and beautiful for my blood-stained and rough hands. I got into bed behind her and tried to stay away from her as much as possible. This woman had come into my life uninvited and was spreading everywhere, she was everywhere in my home, she was all over my mind and the desire
♕—Delilah "How can you take something that was never even there?! I'm not a virgin, Lorenzo, I lost it a long time ago, way before you even kidnapped me!" I said to him, watching as a slight frown appeared between his brows. When he didn't say anything so, I continued. "He will kill me, he doesn't love me, he doesn't even like me. I'm just another blonde in his collection of dead wives and it scares me. The moment he will know that I'm not what he thought I was, he'll make it even more painful for me," tears rolled down my cheeks but I wasn't embarrassed by them anymore, I wasn't embarrassed to show my weakness in front of Lorenzo. Lorenzo just watched me, not saying a word, his face blank, emotionless, cold. "I can't go back to him... that's why I ran from my wedding, I wasn't running away from you or your men, I was running away from my own father and the man who was waiting for me at the altar.""Who?" Lorenzo asked, and I stilled, looking at him with questioning, blurry eyes.
♕—Delilah This morning was different than usual, even though I was confided in his mansion's walls and still wore the collar around my neck, I felt a little free. Because knowing that I won't be going back to Alexander was a relief. A terrible weight lifted off my chest, now all I need is to make sure that I don't give Lorenzo a reason to doubt me or my intentions. Lorenzo again spent the night out of the house, I don't know where he goes but he always comes back in the morning and takes a shower before taking a nap in another room. An uneasy feeling burned through my chest, what if he spent the night with some woman? I told him to not bring another woman home and he hadn't but he usually disappears at night, doing god knows what or who... Reyna and her smug, stupid face crossed my mind. I shook my head and decided to take a tour of the house. I have never really seen any other room than Lorenzo's and the one he had first kept me in and the kitchen. The upper part of the house wa
♕—Delilah I stepped out of the car and shivered at his words. Lorenzo slammed the car door from his side and I flinched at the sound. I walked toward the house and I heard his heavy footsteps behind me. My heart pounded in my chest as I could feel Lorenzo nearing behind me. I stepped up the front stoop and his hot, heavy hand landed on my lower back. A shudder rolled through my body as he tugged me straight in the direction of the bedroom. He hadn't said a word after he told me that there was no power on earth that could take me away from him. He was so sure of himself as he said those words, a sense of fear spread through my body. He wasn't going to make this easier on me.We entered the bedroom and he slammed the door shut, I took off the ballet flats that I was wearing. The second I was done, Lorenzo grabbed my waist and pulled my front to his chest. "Where is my thank you, princess?" he whispered, making my insides clench. I inhaled sharply, biting my lower lip. "For what?" "