ISLA~•~Lorenzo flexed his fingers inside me, making me clench around them instinctively. My moans were swallowed when he suddenly covered my lips with his. I couldn’t help myself when I started moving up and down, riding his fingers. He curved them and I let out a muffled moan when he teased me with a third finger. “You’re so fucking soaked,” he muttered, his thumb rubbing against my clit. I clenched around his fingers violently as a familiar pressure began to build. I knew I was close.My hips started moving faster, wanting to reach that peak, but it seemed like Lorenzo also noticed I was close. Instead of going faster, he slowed down his movements, pulling his face away from mine. “Not so fast, dolcezza.”My mouth opened and closed repeatedly but I had no words. I had already begged for him to fuck me with his fingers. I didn’t know how to beg him to let me finish.He didn’t wait for my words as he carried me toward his bed, dropping me gently on it.There was a small smile on
ISLA~•~I took a deep breath before I knocked on Lorenzo’s door.It was two days after I fainted. Just like he instructed, I’d rested. I’d taken my meals seriously. While I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of catching me fainting again, I also didn’t want to get another lecture from him.By the third morning, I was restless. I’d gotten so used to being busy that staying still was odd, which was how I ended up in front of his door before noon.“Come in,” his voice came through the door.I hesitated before pushing the door open. Lorenzo was sitting at the edge of his bed, scrolling through his phone. Most importantly, he was shirtless.He looked up at me just as I averted my eyes but I knew he was surprised to see me. I didn’t know why I thought it was a good idea to look for him in his room but surprisingly, he hadn’t come out all day.“This is a pleasant surprise,” he said, dropping his phone on the bed as he stood up. I cleared my throat, pretending that I couldn’t see him
ISLA~•~I was embarrassed.I couldn’t believe I fainted. Why was Lorenzo the one who found me? I couldn't even deny clinging to him cause I had a faint memory of me telling him not to go. I was more than embarrassed. I was ashamed of myself.I took a quick shower and spent a lot of time staring at myself in the mirror. My face looked pale and my body felt like it had been run over by a truck. I tied my hair up and slipped on a fresh shirt, telling myself I was only going downstairs because I didn’t want to deal with him fetching me. Not because I wanted to see him.I went downstairs to see that Lorenzo was waiting for me at the dining table. He had his laptop open in front of him but adjacent to him was a plate of eggs, toast, and fruit. He really thought I was a child.He looked up when he heard my footsteps. “You’re late.”I frowned. “You gave me thirty minutes.”“And you used thirty-five.”“Are you obsessed with timing everything I do?”“Only when it concerns your health,” he sai
LORENZO~•~Isla was reckless. I’d said this a million times.This was why when Ricardo informed me she was currently in the gym, I didn’t hesitate to go find her there. She was pushing herself way too hard. I didn’t know what she was trying to prove or to whom she was trying to prove it to. When I woke up this morning and Ricardo told me he had seen her go into the gym almost two hours ago, I almost punched him. After her training in the evening, all she was supposed to be doing was eating and resting, not pushing herself even more as though she was in a fucking death camp.By the time I reached the entrance of the gym, she was already on the floor. She tried to stand up but her arms were weak as hell and she fell back down. I cursed under my breath and rushed towards her.“Isla!” I called out, hoping she’d respond but her eyes only fluttered open and closed. I doubt she could even see me then. As her body gave out, I placed my hands under her back and knees, raising her with littl
ISLA~•~Sleep evaded me that night. I hated it.His words weighed down on me so that every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed that conversation. His tone, the way his gaze darkened when he said he wanted me. He hadn’t even hesitated. I had thought anger would burn the memory away but it didn’t. It made it worse. It bothered me.By the time dawn came, I gave up trying to sleep. My head was heavy but my chest was worse. I couldn’t tell the difference between anger, confusion, and attraction anymore.So I did the only thing I could when my thoughts got too loud.I threw on my workout clothes and left my room quietly. The hallways were still dark, so I expected everyone else to be sleeping. I didn’t think I’d run into anyone, but halfway down the stairs, a voice stopped me.“Isla?”Ricardo was standing at the foot of the stairs with his hands in his pockets. His shirt was wrinkled, like he had just gotten up. Now that I knew about his relationship with Greg, I could see some similar
ISLA~•~For a second, I wasn’t sure I heard him right.I stared at him, waiting for him to laugh and take it back. After all, it seemed like all he did was fuck with my head anyway. But he didn’t. He just stood there, his gaze fixed on me, waiting for me to respond to him.“You can’t just say things like that,” I managed to say, my throat suddenly dry.His gaze flicked over my face. “Why not?”I blinked. He wasn’t teasing. He was serious. He came and went as he liked. He said whatever he felt like saying. It annoyed me. “Because you have no right.” I hissed out.I had spent the last few weeks trying to get him out of my head. I had put all my time and focus on training and school. I didn’t leave any space for thoughts about Lorenzo, especially with all the secrets he carried. I was conflicted when it came to him. I didn’t know whether to give in or not. I didn’t know whether to demand the truth or not. Everything about him confused me which was why I stopped thinking about him.He ti