Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach.
Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath.
Th...
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"Has she been here the whole fucking time." Marco growled as he turned his attention to the men that followed us, smacking one man on the back of the neck. "You imbeciles. I told you to search everywhere and you couldn't fucking find her in the most obvious—"
Marcos loud voice made her stir from sleep, a groan of discomfort slipping from her lips. I growled out quickly "get the fuck out. All of you."
Marco sighed in annoyance, before looking towards Serina for a second and nodding. His eyes flashing with relief, before the door closed and I was alone in the room with her.
I stood motionless. My heart that had previously felt numb was now beating so hard and so fast I could hear it in the space around me. The fear of losing her clawed up my throat despite the fact that she was right fucking here.
I couldn't stop the feelings of darkness that spurred around inside me, made my insides feel hollow and raw. My eyes refusing to leave her for even a second, like I feared if I blinked she'd be gone.
Panic and weariness ate at me with her absence and I couldn't take it anymore, I move forward until I was standing above her and I fell to my knees at her side.
Her face was turned towards me, pink pouty lips turned down, a furrow to her brow and a rosiness to her cheeks that flushed her.
Needing to touch her I placed my hand on the top of her head, leaning down to place a kiss on her hair, inhaling deep and long and letting the scent of her calm me, and the despair that I'd felt In those few hours without her.
"Lorenzo...?" She whispered as she opened her eyes and blinked up at me but I couldn't meet them.
"How could do that to me?" I said, as I pushed myself to a stand and turned my back to her. Trying to hide the way my body trembled.
"What...?" She whispered, her voice groggy as I heard her push herself to a seated position.
"I thought you were fucking dead." I growled angrily as I stared forward at the wall. All I could see was red. All I felt was anger in its purest form.
I was never angry at her, but right now I was. I was.
"What? Why?" She asked, but by the drop in her voice I could tell she remembered "Oh fuck—Lorenzo I..."
"I thought someone came into my fucking room and killed you Serina, while I wasn't home." I hissed as I spun around to look at her "I thought something happened to you. I had my entire fucking mafia searching for you. Yet here you fucking are, sleeping like a fucking child."
"I'm sorry!" She screamed with tears welling in her eyes as she tried to reach out for me but I pulled away. "I didn't think you would—"
Her eyes refracting with hurt, as I stared down at her fiercely, my gaze making her words move to silence.
