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Lila Lopez.
She was admired by all men, and women, she was wanted, desired, untouchable.
Many men wonder why Lila is so untouchable, but only one man knows the reason why.
Lorenzo Perez.
The key to Lila's heart.
(Book 2 of the "When t...
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A knock at the apartment door brings me back into reality, the sound ripping me out of my daydream as I stare out of the floor to ceiling windows, rain dripping down them as the storm rips through New York.
I sigh and rip the soft blanket off of my lap, getting up from the couch. While I'm walking over to the door I glance at myself in the mirror across the hallway, noting how tired I look, I need to get out of this apartment. I open the door slowly once I've reached it and see a parcel infront of the door.
I haven't ordered anything...
I poke my head out of the door but see no one there. I shrug and pick up the white box, there is a dark red ribbon tied across the front in a bow, fancy. I close the door behind me and set the box down on the counter just as my phone pings in my pocket. I slide it out and tap the screen, turning it on.
3:34 pm Enzo <3 : i believe my delivery man has delivered your parcel?
Ah so it's from Enzo.
3:35 pm me : yeah, what is it?
3:37 pm Enzo <3 : open it and find out.
I place my phone down on the counter beside me and carefully untie the bow holding the box together, the ribbon falls around the box once it is untied. I breathe in slowly, not knowing what to expect, and lift the lid of the box off slowly. There is tissue wrapping paper covering the contents of the box but a car is placed carefully on the top. The logo of Agent Provocateur is pasted on the card, making my brows furrow.
Isn't that a really expensive lingerie brand?!
I flip the card over and see a messy scrawl written across the card, Enzo's writing. I read the card slowly, my cheeks heating up as I read.
Lila,
Hope these will replace the ones that I broke. Wear the black pair tonight to our date at 8pm.
Enzo.
"What fucking date" i murmur to myself, placing the card on the side next to the box.
I peel back the tissue paper and see 4 pairs of panties folded neatly. I pick the first pair up in front of me, a light pink thong with lace detailing around the butt and crotch area, the rest is completely see through. The second pair is the pair he wants me to wear, a black g-string that has practically no material at all, just being string and a tiny piece at the crotch, this pair feels slightly heavier which is weird since it's so tiny. The third pair is a dark red pair that looks similar to the one he broke the other night, a smile holds on my face as he remembered what they looked like to vividly. The fourth and last pair is a white pair that are slightly more conservative, but still being completely see through and lace.
