“Selena’s POVWhat’s yours?” I repeated his exact words.He didn’t reply, he just kept staring daggers at me. His stare was peeping into my skin. It was like every minute I was standing there dressed in that clothing was pissing him off more and more.“You don’t own me, Lorenzo,” I stated. “You don’t get to tell me what to wear and what not to wear, not now, not ever, and I won’t pull these clothes off because I am not a child you can just toss around.”“You won’t dare me, blue eyes,” he snorted, his voice deep and filled with anger. “Look everywhere, there are males and they won’t keep their eyes off you.”“Well, they will only stare and can’t touch,” I stated.“You won’t want to see me pull off everyone’s eyes just so they won’t stare,” he said with all seriousness. For some minutes I thought he was joking, but the stern look on his face told me he wasn’t.“Hey man,” Victor nudged him on his shoulder. “You should leave her, we are here and those men can’t get near her, okay?”Lorenz
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