It's been two whole days since Lu set his eyes on Alita. He couldn't get to see her since his small talk with Rocco and he still doesn't want to accept the fact that he feels something for her. Maybe not normal but he felt soft or had been feeling soft since he set his eyes on her again.    The night Ricardo was shot still seems fresh and it freaks him up. Not just he didn't give one of his men time to talk again before he kill, but because the death of the man brought back the connection of his very first kill.   The day he pulled the trigger and initially killed for the first time seems to be a day he will never forget the feeling. Although he had killed so many people, both his men that snitched, ladies that had been sent to kill him but fail, fathers, mothers, sold children, even babies, and didn't feel bad or hurt about it.   Ever since his father died in an operati

      Three days have past and Alita has not set her green eyes on Lu, Rocco did make sure to come three times a day bringing her food and telling her things that would make her laugh. She was not allowed to peep out the room much more stepping out.   It was even on that day that she found out how big the room his, His bed could contain seven of her without complaint. The wardrobe look bigger than her kitchen same as a smaller cabinet to it, it felt like it lead to another room where a person can call the 'Island of designers wears'.  The washrooms looked like they had never been used. The bathtub and the closest seat feel so comfortable that she falls asleep each time she goes to poop or bath. The middle of the room feels like the sitting room where two long soft couches faced each other. A big flat TV was placed in front as if watching over the couches.   No single picture

     Felicia enters the room to see Alita still in bed, she was surprised to Lu glared at Alita sleeping like a child that has no bills to make. Her two legs spread horizontally with each foot toes touching each side of the bed. Her black hair cover her face and half side of her pillow, the pink pajama trousers she wore looked oversize as half part of her lingerie pants and butt were showing. Her bareback had nothing but the tiny ropes that held the small fabrics to her chest covering her breast.   "Who gave her my pajamas?" Lu's rusty voice whispered.   "I don't know" Felicia whispered back, paused then looked at her boss who had a smirk on his face "Where are you whispering sir?" She asked also in a whisper.   Lu just looked at her, he brought out his phone and took pictures of her. He glared at Felicia who was still trying to take a peep at his phone.   "You want your face here too?" He h

His gaze locked with hers as he dipped his Index finger into the opening of her breast. He noticed her tense and he smirked.     "Just be a good girl and you will see Gio again," he said.    He held the chain connecting to the choker around her neck and pulled her. His face remain mute, with no sign of emotion as he pulled her again and wrapped his fingers at the back of her hair, without warning, he smashed his lips with hers, devouring it in a brutal kiss.     He held both of her hands in one palm and her neck with the other, still assaulting her lips in a rough kiss. No matter her protest cries and struggling, Lu makes sure not to give her a single breathing space.    He finally released her to see almost all of her lipstick gone, her lips swollen and she looked sad. She refused to look at his face even when he held her face up, she still get to close her eyes breathing heavily like she was finding it difficu

    He turned, his expression as confused as that of his men who all stood confused, not knowing where the man had gone. The noise of a car starting drew their attention to where Lu suddenly drove off.   "Fucking son of a bitch" Zeno said between clenched teeth.     Lu couldn't contain his surprise any longer that as soon as they stopped to switch cars. He threw Alita into the back seat as he took the driver's seat, asking Stefano and Luca to continue with him.   His driving was rough as he kept making Alita bump her head due to his rough driving. A van pulled over in front of him and he switched again, walking fast with Alita over his shoulder. Ugo took over the car and speed off before The van could start again.    "What happened to her?" Rocco asked, his gaze homes on Alita's face as she looked almost dead. He touched her face and flinched