It's been a week, exactly since Fia's birthday fuss. Lorenzo ignored a few of my texts here and there, but I didn't mind.
He's a busy man.
I can't complain.
I didn't have much food at home so I decided to eat some cereal for lunch. I turn the tv on and it's automatically on the news channel.
Only because my dad was the last one to watch tv. Ever since they left I don't think I've watched tv. I turn up the volume up a little as I walk into the kitchen for my cereal.
I grab a bowl and a spoon. I grab my cinnamon toast crunch cereal and pour it in.
It's cereal then milk.
Who ever does it the other way are psychopaths
I pour in the milk and head over to the living room, and as I walk over I hear a news announcement.
"This morning there was a man found dead in his own house. Resources say it was a suicide, but the wife thinks otherwise." the news anchor starts off.
"We have received some information about the man, as his name. The name of the man, he identified as a 'Ben Miller' and he was a 68-year-old man." the News anchor says.
I immediately stop my tracks. My heart drops down.
Holy fuck.
"There was a gun in his hands and A suicide note to his left. I don't know what else you need to make this seem like a suicide" the other news anchor jokes about.
I place the bowl of cereal down and start to look for my phone.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I finally find it and call Lorenzo. I place back and forth as I wait for him to answer. "Lorenzo!" I shout. "He's dead... he's fucking dead!" I shout in a panic.
"Amora, Doll. Who's dead?" He asks me.
"Ben Miller." I say.
"Amora, I don't know who that is." Lorenzo says to me.
"My... my rapist" I mumble. "Can you come home to me, please?" I ask him.
"I'm on my way already gorgeous. I'm on my way." he says to me. Lorenzo stayed on the phone until he showed up.
I unlock the door and hug him immediately as I see him. Lorenzo tried his best to calm me down.
"He's dead. Gone. you don't have to worry about it anymore, right?" Lorenzo says to me.
"You're right." I mumble. "You're so sweet." I mutter, "you're always here for me." I add on.
Lorenzo takes a moment before he spoke; "oh trust me, Amora. I'm polar opposite." Lorenzo mumbles. "I'm a monster." he adds on.
"Shut up. You're not." I say. Lorenzo cups my face, creasing my cheek with his thumb.
"You're safe with me doll" he mumbles. "You're safe." he repeats, as he brings his head closer to mine, to touch our foreheads together. He pulls back,
"I got you something," he says, which I assume to distract me. "I'll be right back," he says to me, walking off to this car.
He comes back pretty fast and hands me a velvet box. "You need to stop with the gifts," I say, and that's when I notice he's wearing my ring. I smile a little,
"I'm your boyfriend, it's my job to spoil you" he says to me.
"No it's not," I say.
"Yes, it is, now opens it" He demands. I playfully roll my eyes and open the velvet box.
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RomanceMafia • Amora Dior is an 18 year old who was sent to a boarding school for 'bad kids' for something she was never to blame for. She has lost all hope in life, and her parents give zero shit about her. What happens when she meets Lorenzo Romano, an...