MEETING

‎LORENZO POV

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‎I leaned back in my chair, glancing intently at the portrait of Caitlin on my world, a glass of whiskey in my hand as I reminisced on the feeling of her soft lips against mine, and the taste of her sweet rosy skin.

‎Caitlin is really something else, abandoning me on our wedding night in the pretense of being on her period. Damn! I could still remember the cute frown on her face, when she came up with that stupid lie.

‎My Caitlin really is an angel with no flaws. She can do everything. She is intelligent, soft spoken, confidence, respectful, she can sing, and cook. What more could I ask for in a woman.

‎“Oh! Caitlin once more you have stolen all of my attention and there will be consequences. You can't keep messing with my head and expect me to sit down quiet” I said to myself, as I made my way to the portrait on the wall, rolling my hand along it's edges. “Caitlin you are indeed a magician, you make even a demon like me want to change. You made a heartless man fall for you”

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‎I still remember the first time I saw her, my heart skipped for the first time in years, and I was supposed to be a staunch womanizer.

‎I remember the night we met at the “Sunglow bar”, where she used to work as a waitress.

‎I remember being extremely angry that night cause I found out a handful of my merchandise had been confiscated by the police, but that didn't stop me from seeing her charm.

‎That night she looked so dark and dangerous that I was immediately drawn to her.

‎Back then she still had black hair, which was casually plaited backwards into corn row, she wore tight black shorts, a long sleeve tortoise neck shirt that fitted her like a glove.

‎She wore black boots and had very minimal makeup on, although her lipstick and eyeshadow was a deep shade of glittering black.

‎Looking back at it now, I could never have imagined that she would be so girly, she came across as the tomboy type.

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‎I can still remember the way she slapped a huge customer of theirs, because he touched her ass. The customer had risen in a bit to intimidate her but she stood her ground, daring the jerk to hit her. Most women would have been scared but my Caitlin was different, she wasn't moved by his size. She was fire and I was addicted to the danger.

‎Of course she was fired on the spot, and was asked to leave. As expected she stood stood tall, leaving with her head hung high.

‎I followed her from a distance, hoping to get an audience but she was too engrossed in her dancing to pay me any attention.

‎We got to the packing lot, and another man confronted her, turns out she was a lot of trouble back then.

‎The two of them had engaged in a deep discussion, which resulted in him kissing her.

‎My blood boiled as I watched him touch her as though she was his.

‎I clenched my fist ready to break them up, why? I had no idea, but fortunately before I could react she pushed him away slapping him sternly across the face and the idiot dared to raise his hand to hit her.

‎That was when I intervened with a punch across his face, “Touch her again and and you're death” I said, and the coward flee.

‎I turned and there she was, her greenish blue eyes were peeled on me but instead of saying thank you, she said “You shouldn't have done that, what if he hurt you”

‎It wasn't the thank you I was expecting but the worry behind her words brought a smile to my face.

‎“I'm good as you can see” I informed and she casually began striding away.

‎“Where are you going, what if that dude attacks you and tries to have his way with you?" I had asked purely out of concern.

‎Now that I think of it, I have been territorial about her from the start.

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‎She burst into a hellacious laugh, and casually said, “Three of that dude doesn't have what it takes to scroll me”

‎The confidence behind that tiny woman made my heart melt, and without thinking I asked, “And how many of me are required for that”

‎I cursed immediately my words fell, that was an extremely wrong way to go about my flirting.

‎“One of you is enough" She replied thoughtlessly and I praise. Surely she was going to be all mine for the night.

‎“In that case, let's go to my suite" I said beaming with excitement but what she said next made me think differently of her.

‎“No way dude, you have to wife me up for that" and with that she walked off with a cute smile exposing her beautiful teeth.

‎In that moment I knew she'd be my wife. I was going to do whatever it took to make her mine. That was why when her parents came for a loan, I happily offered it to them and in exchange, I asked for her hand in marriage.

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‎Looking back, I probably fell in love with that version of her. While I love this innocent version of her, it was the dangerous version of her that drew me in.

‎I know she doesn't love me, especially since I am not her mate but I will give her everything she ever wanted and in no time steal her heart.

‎“Oh! Caitlin you will pay for all the misery I have had to endure all this time, longing for you. I will bang you so hard that you would have to stay in bed for days” I said with a chuckle, taking a sip from my glass of whiskey.

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