Chapter 3

It was one hot long kiss before we got interrupted by a knock on the door. We both grunted in protest as we parted and none of us hid the desire that quickly lit up inside our bodies.

"We're not done with this," Lorenzo whispered to my ear before he stood up and opened the door.

The doctor greeted us with a serious expression, obviously not pleased that we kept him waiting. Though, it's only a few seconds delayed, but he's known to be strict about just about everything that's why his brows were in a straight line.

Lorenzo though, shrugged and just casually ignored him. He then went back to my side with a naughty grin. Me, however, just watched the doctor check my father on his bed.

Silence ensued then, until the doctor was done and faced us. His face remained impassive as he fixed his glasses and directed his gaze on me.

"When will he wake up?" I had to ask.

"When the effect of sedatives is gone. Probably tomorrow," he answered nonchalantly then shifted to Lorenzo, "The nurses will go check on him hourly, so, I expect the door won't be locked after I leave," he said then finally left.

Lorenzo chuckled, "Damn Dr. Smith. Does he really think not locking the door could stop us?" he tilted his head on me.

I smirked, and without a word, I pulled him to continue our one of a heck hot kissing session.

Our setup was sick. I know. We kiss and we fuck, but we still cheat on each other.

If one soul would learn about it, I'm pretty certain he or she would ask why can't we just marry and be loyal to each other. But that was also the big question I kept on asking to myself. So, how can I answer that if ever?

I moaned as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and lightly pulled it to deepen the kiss, tongue exploring every inch of my cavern.

Feeling the desire ignited once again, I knew nothing could stop this even if someone barged in.

I ran my fingers through his hair when I felt his hands run down my back, lowering more until my bosoms. He put my weight and swiftly positioned me on top of him, straddling without breaking our kisses.

That was my favorite or could I say the very reason why I'm still staying with him. His luscious lips and expert tongue were like drugs that I got addicted to. He's such a great kisser and I simply can't let it go. Sure, Daniel, Joe, and Ben were good kissers as well, but Lorenzo was the topnotcher because he had his way that never fails to make me crave for more after our lips parted.

"Say you want me, Brianna.." he commanded in between our kisses.

I groaned and deepened the kiss instead. I don't have a freaking time to talk, I badly wanted this intimacy to end with me being pleasured.

Moving my hips in a circular way, I swallowed his painful grunts. "Say it.. I won't finish this until you do.." he warned while lowering his lips to my neck.

I bit my bottom lip for I was tempted to do what I was told. But I'm not stupid to succumb to it and lose to his sick game.

But maybe I already lost the moment I joined him. Who in their right mind would do this anyway? Only fools and me were not an exemption.

I gasped when he sucked my skin where my neck connected to my shoulder. It's my soft spot, and I hated that he knew that it made me weak. Then, his sinful hands traveled down to my left thigh and right breast, kneading and caressing it which added up the heat in my body. I love and hate everything he is doing to me. I hated the fact that he knew every part of my body that could make me submit to him.

Damn him for having such skills.

"Brianna.." he moaned when I pulled his hair and crushed his lips back to mine.

"You can't have everything, Lorenzo.." I breathed.

My eyes were half-lidded as I pressed my hips on him harder and moved again at a slow pace. "Not from me.." I finished before coaxing my tongue inside his mouth with a loud moan.

We've finished without connecting with each other's flesh. Grinning, I casually jumped out of him and walked to the bathroom to clean myself up. Good thing, Hans came in a few minutes for my clothes, right after I got inside the bathroom that ended me to take a shower.

Lorenzo, however, seemed to be in a bad mood when I was done. His usual playful grin was nowhere to be found, and a serious-close-to-frustration was all registered on his face.

"Not enough?" I raised my eyebrows as I looked at him.

He scoffed, "Since when did you satisfy me?" he retaliated.

Instantly, my lips stretched as I stared at him intently. "Just thank me you finally have a reason to get out of here and release your frustration out to some women," I shrugged casually.

I sat beside my father's bed as I combed my wet hair. Not less than a minute though, my cellphone rang softly and I couldn't help but smile upon seeing Marco's face on the screen.

"Heard what happened from Carolyn, I'm on the way," he said.

"Hello to you, too," I chuckled.

I heard a sexy laugh from the other line and I smirked imagining how he looked right now. Marco was like a younger version of Lorenzo, and the only difference was.. Marco was so cute and kind and not tainted. Although I sometimes corrupt his mind with my unadulterated stories, our friendship wasn't as dirty as those I have with the other guys.

"Sorry. I was just worried about you. How's Uncle? Are you alone there?"

"He's okay, just needed a long rest. And no, I'm not alone yet.. Lorenzo is still here"

As if on cue, Lorenzo stepped out from the comfort room with a new set of clothes, too. I bet he didn't shower. From his suit, he's now wearing jeans and a white V-neck shirt showing those tattoos on his arms and nape.

"Yet? Is he leaving you there?"

"Yes," I answered rather quickly.

I wanted to add the reason, but I decided to just spill it later when he's here already. Because I don't want Lorenzo to think I am gossiping about him behind his back. Well what I'm doing can be considered one but who cares?

I ended the call and met Lorenzo's intent gaze, "You can leave now. Marco is coming to accompany me," I gave him a small smile.

He didn't respond, but his eyes squinted as if I did something wrong. Tilting my head, I raised an eyebrow to taunt him to speak up whatever it was that was on his head.

Sighing, he raked his unruly hair and looked away. "Since when Marco was added to your list?" he finally asked.

"List?" I frowned.

He gave me a 'only business look' that only shows whenever he's serious and wants an answer. "List of your affairs, Brianna. Didn't know you also snug kids"

"Kids," I rolled my eyes. "Marco is just like five years younger than me. Age doesn't matter," I stated just to piss him off.

I like the annoying Lorenzo Gomez more than the playful one. It shows more of his true personality and I love ticking him off. And based on the look on his face, he didn't like the idea of me having an affair with a kid like Marco.

"And what do you care about? Did I stop you from snuggling Sunny who is ten years younger than you?" I retaliated.

He didn't respond. Bet, he didn't want to talk about it. It's always like that anyway. He stopped whenever our topic went to his affairs. I shook my head and didn't dare to look at him again, even though I could feel his gaze was already piercing right through me.

"I'm not leaving," he announced before he finally looked away and slumped on the couch.

It was my time to heave a sigh.

I wanted to ask why, but then asking would be futile, for I know I won't get an answer. Fortunately, someone knocked on the door that had me automatically stride towards it and opened it. Then, Marco's handsome face welcomed me. His bright smile immediately made me forget about Lorenzo's existence in the room.

"That was fast," I commented as I pulled him for a quick hug.,m I was about to step back, but his arms suddenly tightened around my body while whispering how worried he was for me. "Silly. I'm very much fine. Can't you see?" I flashed him a smile when he finally let me go.

"Good. Now I'm relieved," he beamed like a school boy, "But you should give me a kiss for making me worry"

I laughed at his antics.

I really adored Marco. He was so cute that I always laugh at everything he does and says. That's why without hesitation, I cupped his face and showered his face with some kisses except on the lips. It's forbidden, I won't cross that bridge between us, because as Lorenzo said, he's still just a kid.

"Are you done?" Lorenzo's authoritative voice reverberated.

Marco's body instantly stiffened as his eyes widened at me. I, on the other hand, smirked at him in return and just casually pulled him to where 'my boyfriend' was.