Bound to you

23: Pasts unraveling

" you fuel me with love and promises "

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| Notes |

TW: RAPE / ABUSE. this chapter contains themes that some readers may feel uncomfortable reading. the scenes will be marked with a *. it is briefly mentioned but expanded a lot, so due to the fact that there is no way of explaining without using those terms or referring to it, there will be no summary at the end. i apologise but theres no way i can explain without fully embracing it and using those terms.

| Sofia Conti |

The rays of sunlight shimmer and dance along the white sheets that smell like him. Besides me, Lorenzo is sleeping, his lips slightly parted as quiet snores emerge out.

I shuffle out of the bed and walk towards the bathroom, turning the light on. I frown and look in the mirror, lightly tracing the scars remaining from the scratches just a few days ago.

I shudder.

His shirt is loose around me yet I feel the need to cover myself, my body, my stomach. I always hated how I looked, the curves lumpy and always sticking out of clothes. I hate having such a body that just makes me sick when I look at it.

Arms wrap around me and I sigh, leaning into his hold. Lorenzo's lips press against my neck, light feather-like kisses all over my neck and shoulders, while he gently tugs at the material of my shirt.

"Morning," he whispers in my ear, his voice a lullaby fulfilled with sleep and fatigue.

"Good morning. How did you sleep?" I murmur, turning around and pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Cuddling with you has been the best thing I have ever done," he chuckles against my lips and I smile, pecking his cheeks.

"Well, things aside, Rhianna has awoken. Your men are currently with her making sure she's comfortable but also can't escape. I was thinking about getting some information out of her then settling for an exchange."

"It won't be an actual exchange, will it?"

"Of course not. We will kill him the moment we get to. We isolate him away and without his men and gadgets he is utterly alone and weak."

Lorenzo groans and kisses my nose, playfully nudging it with his own. "God I love your mind, you work things out so quickly."

I laugh and push him away, exiting the bathroom. I tie my hair in a bun and change into a pair of blue ripped jeans with a black shirt, which I tuck in. I grab a pair of combat boots and a belt, on which I snuggle my gun into, along with my knives. I also grab my gloves and apply light make-up, mascara, foundation and concealer and I top it all off with some red rouge.

When I walk out of the room Lorenzo is also dressed in an outfit similar to mine and together we take the lift downstairs, where the rooms secluded for Alessandro's men are. Lorenzo guides me through the thin and narrow hallways till we reach a room at the end, the door itself having 5 pair of locks.

The guard opens it for us and we walk inside, the whirr of the cameras focusing on us. The room itself is quite clean and simple, a double bed with all white sheets, a small closet and a door which leads to the bathroom. Around there is a desk with a mirror and small shelves whom hold up pairs of books.