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This chapter contains mature themes. If you feel uncomfortable you can skip this whole chapter. For the other. Hold your phone with both hands ;)
Lorenzo was more than shocked by my statement but it was clear to me that he would not say no. He just looked at me and realized that I was serious so he put a hundred dollar bill on the table and we went out. During the ride home there was such a strong tension that you can even cut it with a knife.
On one hand I regretted that I told him, but on the other hand I wanted to. Once we arrived, Lorenzo immediately pulled me upstairs to the room and locked the door so that none of his bodyguards would disturb us.
He cupped my face, his hands were rough but against my skin, they were as soft as ever. His eyes trailed to my lips—not a sign of emotion clear—then looking back up at me. I knew he was looking for some sort of permission so I nodded slightly.
He didn't waste any time placing his lips against mine. Even though I was expecting it, my eyes widened in shock, before quickly closing as joy and warmth washed over me.
His hands released my face and instead, they wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. His tongue pried my mouth open, making me gasp as her warm tongue explored my mouth, slight, deep growls coming from his mouth. We finally got the chance to separate, "Lorenzo, I—" I whispered. He quickly stopped my words with another swift kiss,
"That's not my name." He chuckled as he pulled away, but it was different, even though he laughed, not a hint of amusement was laced in his voice.
"E-Enzo," I said, my eyes darting anywhere, trying to find anything to focus on.
"Look at me." He said slowly, grabbing my chin softly and forcing me to look at him. His eyes sparkled with lust and I gulped, sweat prickling at my forehead as the seconds passed.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
It was like he knew what I was thinking, when I was thinking it. Being intimate with a man—even thinking of being intimate with a man—had me shaking, but now that me and Enzo are here, right in this moment, I felt safe in his arms.
I bit my lip and looked away in contemplation before pushing it back out and forcing my eyes back to his,
"Y-Yes." I whispered.
Enzo suddenly grabbed my waist and lifted me up, making me gasp surprisingly. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms circled around his neck so I could avoid falling. He carried me over to the bed, gently placing me down once we were there. His hand caressed my thigh before looking at me once again for approval.
I nodded and he pulled down my skirt with one hand and his other hand tightening against my skin. He suddenly smirked when he saw my underwear, red and lacy. Valentina and Anna thought it would be a good idea for me to get comfortable in wearing such. They also said,
