Hatred

Chapter 3

Isabella's pov

                       ~the next day~

I wake up with a big headache and I groan in pain. I get up slowly and I look around confused.

"Where the fuck am I?" I said to myself and I walk out of the room. I walk downstairs and I realized I'm still at Lorenzo's house. Fucking bitch. I'm gonna stab my brothers when I see them.

I walk around the house and I walk into the kitchen. I see the maid cooking food.

"Hi.. can I get a glass of water.. please" I asked her and she nods.

"Yes miss Gonzalez" she said and she gets a cup. She puts water in it and hands it to me.

"Thank you" I said and I drink the water with my back facing the entrance to the kitchen.

"Your awake." A deep voice says behind making me jump and I turn around to see lorenzo wearing a button up shirt with some suit pants standing there looking at me.

"No haces eso pendejo!" I scream at him placing my hand over my heart on my chest. He laughs a bit and walks towards me.

"Sorry gatina, your brothers said to call them when you wake up so they can bring your stuff." He says and I roll my eyes

"Yeah that's not gonna happen." I said

"We are gonna get married whether you like it or not." He says seriously

"Go fuck yourself asshole." I said to him and he comes up to me. He grabs my neck and slams me against the counter squeezing my throat.

"Watch your mouth Isabella. Would hate to use your pretty little mouth for something else." He says with a small smirk and he lets go of me. I grab my neck rubbing it a bit.

"Vete a diablos pendejo." I said and I walk out of the kitchen. I walk upstairs to the guest room I was in and I walk in the room. I walk towards the bed and I lay down, I close my eyes for a bit and I slowly drift off to sleep. I'm sleeping and I realized I'm sucked into a dream.

I sit on my phone awhile contemplating whether to kill my brother. He really screwed me over this time. I hear Lorenzo come in.

"Do u need anything", *he says as I look him up and down.

"um n-no not at all" I say and think fuck why did he come in here with no shirt, the things he could do to my body. I shake my head and bite my lip while looking at him.

"mm something tells me you do need something," he smirks leaning against the wall then he walks over to me and grabs me by the throat, pulling me up to him.

"you have no idea how fucking hard it is to control myself" he says leaning down and whispers.

"I could fuck you so hard right now," he says and I smirk biting my lip a little.

"then do it" I say and he kisses me roughly and hungrily then picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"fuck" I say softly moaning in his mouth a little and run my hands down his back while he kisses me more aggressive.

"fuck" he says and he rips off my clothes and  throws me on the bed, smirking while grabbing a condom.

"Like what u see" i said spreading my legs open and run my fingers down to my clit while looking at him and start rubbing my clit roughly.

"Fuck" I moan and throw my head back a little.

"You're making shit worse for urself beautiful" he says grabbing some rope and ties me to the bed.