PERIOD

‎Cleopatra's POV

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‎Lorenzo's chuckle echoed through the room, his eyes gleaming with amusement, as he cops my face with his hands.

‎“Caitlin, the food I'm talking about is you,” He said, plunging my mind into a tsunami of chaos.

‎“Me? I'm not sure I'm edible" I said with a nonplussed frown. A thousand thoughts spinning through my head. My legs trembling like noodles from fear. Was he some kind of a food freak, who will go as far as eating another human being.

‎Once more he cracks up, “You're such a clown, Mi Cielo.”

‎He leans in and gently nibble on the loop of my ear, “I am talking about sex.”

‎His words immediately took me aback. I swallowed hard, I had totally forgotten about that.

‎“About that... I... I think...” I mumbled, my lips trembling with uneasiness. But before I could conclude, he interrupted.

‎“I promise to be gentle. It wouldn't hurt," He assured, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss.

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‎His lips were soft and sweet, filled with hunger, i could feel the love behind every roll of his tongue.

‎ A cold chill ran down my spine, as he  interchanged between kissing, sucking, and gently nibbling on my lips.

‎His touch becoming more and more deliberate as it creeped to my zipper, in a swift movement rendering me undress, in nothing but my red lace pantie and a matching strapless bra.

‎The feeling of my dress falling to the floor, was the emotional compass that guided me out of the pit of uncertainty.

‎I instantly pulled away from the kiss, “Stop” I commanded almost breathless as I grabbed my dress from the floor in a bit to shield my nakedness. “I don't think I can do this Lorenzo...”

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‎“Shh...” Lorenzo commanded, placing a finger on my lips, “I don't want to hear anything. If you must talk, then scream my name.” And with that he captured my lips once more, one of his large hands holding both my hands above my head, the other, around my waist pulling me closer.

‎His lips were like an addictive, it kept pulling me in. I felt conflicted, was I supposed to push him away or play my wifely duties.

‎I was at his mercy, naked, and vulnerable

‎His hardness threatening to reap through his pant, I could feel it's impact against my  my stomach.

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‎In a swift movement he grabbed me with his right hand, and tossed me onto the bed.

‎I stabilized myself, trying to catch my breath as I stared up at him, horrified.

‎He smiled at me, hurrily taking off his shirt to reveal the most beautiful body I have ever been opportune to see.

‎He had large ripped muscles, broad shoulders, his chest was bare apart from a wolf tattoo on his left breast.

‎He had a fairly narrow waist and perfectly sculptured apps.

‎I squeezed my legs, in a bit to quench my arousement but it was no use, he was practically sex on legs, and my insides ached for him.

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‎He descended on me, closing the distance between us. He was now in-between my legs, his bare skin rubbing against mine. The atmosphere between us was electric.

‎He tries to lean in with another kiss but I block him, with a gentle push to the chest.

‎“Wait Lorenzo" I beseeched him, my tone laced with urgency.

‎“Don't call me that. It's Daddy from now on” He said, his lips consuming mine once more. This one was rough, yet full of passion.

‎My chest hardened, filled with goosebumps. My body longed for him, every sense yearning for him like he was meant to be mine.

‎His hands roamed my body, as he grabbed my ass and one of my breast squeezing tightly.

‎“Ahh!!!" I moaned in-between kisses as I shut my eyes, unable to will myself from underneath him.

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‎He moved from my lips downward,  as he burrowed into her neck, interchanging between kissing and sucking, then to my breast, sucking on my hard nipples. The pleasure was unimaginable, it sent lustful shivers down my spine.

‎I tried pulling away this time, but a wave of untold desire captured me, leaving me motionless.

‎I was a goner, lost in the heat of passion. Nothing else mattered in that moment, except his lips on me, it only took the feeling of his hand on my underwear for me to come back to my senses.

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‎“Stop” I commanded, immediately pushing him away and jumping out of bed, my body turning cold from embarrassment. How could I give in to a womanizer so easily, he was Caitlin's and if she was to return, he would choose her, everyone always does.

‎“What's wrong?" He doubted, as he sat on the bed's edge. His face filled with  desperation.

‎“We can't do this? It isn't right” I blurted. I knew laying with my sister's husband was the biggest mistake I could ever make.

‎“And what's wrong about it? It's my right. I wifed you like you asked four months ago” He voiced, a frown playing on his lips.

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‎I froze for a few seconds. His words replaying in my mind. What did he mean by four months ago, he met Caitlin barely two months ago.

‎“What else do you want? I promise to be gentle. Trust me you will enjoy it," He assured, as he rose to his feet and grabbed me by the waist.

‎He wasn't backing down any moment soon, and I wasn't going to let him have his way. But how was I supposed to outsmart him. My mind plunged into chaos as he leaned in for another kiss.

‎“I'm on my period” I yelled, the first thing that came to mind.

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‎He let me go, stepped back and took a seat on the bed's edge once more.

‎“Period?” He asked, and I nodded, shaking my head vigorously but that just caused a headache. His eyes immediately drifted to my laced pantie which was practically see through and a pang of fear hit my heart.

‎“Please don't look at it, you're making me uncomfortable” I confessed, covering my clit with my hands.

‎He shaked his head, a sly smile on his face, and asked, “Tell me something. How long has it been”

‎“A couple of hours. It's 8 pm" I inform with certainty. It seems Lorenzo loved asking dumb questions, there's a clock in the room and he still chose to ask me for the time.

‎“What are you talking about? I'm talking about your period" He stated, narrowing his brows.

‎“Period! right!” I said nervous with an abject laugh, scratching the back of my head from shame, “A day, maybe two"

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‎“Is it a day or two?" He doubted once more, with a raised brow.

‎“A day. Today makes it two days, I think" I voiced, unsure of what he might believe.

‎“You think? I need straight forward answers" He commanded, his tone absolute.

‎“Two day sir" I informed instantly, my heart racing like a drum.

‎“Good, three days to go" He voiced, rising to his feet, “Go take a bath and let's go to bed."

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‎I let out a deep breathe, my chest heavy with gratitude but still a ghost of fear still lingered. There was no way I was going to spend a night with him on the same bed, I wouldn't be able to control myself, not with this handsome demon by my side.

‎“No need for that. I will spend the night in the guestroom. I will hate to bother you with my stomach cramps. That's with your permission of course” I babbled.

‎“Cramps???" He asked, his eyes scanning my body.

‎“Yes, I have been trying to hide it all day" I lied, clutching on my aching head, “Ouch!!! it hurts."

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‎“Caitlin that's your head" He corrected and my heart skipped a beat.

‎“Sorry" I apologized, with an awkward smile, moving my hand to my abdomen, “The pain is so intense it's practically moving around now," I said but immediately regretted.

‎‘Cleo shut up already, you are making a fool of yourself'- My subconscious advised.

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‎Lorenzo stared at me expressionless for a while, it was clear he didn't believe a word I just said. But still he didn't argue, instead he just inhaled and said, “It's fine Cielo, I wouldn't be able to resist you anyway. You can take the guestroom at the end of the hall.”

‎I agreed and he walked past me to the bathroom,  but stopped. And turned to me. “Ask the maid to get you some soup for your cramps" He demanded, and with that walked in.

‎“What was happening?” I wondered, was this the monster everyone was talking about, why was I suddenly faced with a caring husband.

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