The door opened suddenly, and someone entered the room just as Rafael was about to bend and steal a kiss from Alzea, shocking Rafael as he wasn't expecting it. Taking this as an opportunity, Alzea pushed him hard, stepped out running, and disappeared into the crowd. Rafael reacted seconds later, not understanding what just happened, how he got made, and where his baby girl disappeared.
As for Alzea wasn't dizzy or drunk anymore; everything was gone like someone poured chilled wine on her. She had so many questions running through her head. Who was he? Why did he sound so dangerous? Why did he say I caught his eye? And where is Matt? Her first reaction was to call Matt to ensure he was still there; she immediately tried calling Matt and thanked the person who put pockets on women's clothes.
Rafael tried to catch her again, but she was nowhere to be found. In anger, he went back to the club to lash out at the people who upset him, but he had no idea who opened that door. "Damn it, this is not my lucky day," but he is Satan, right? he should be able to bend luck however he wants.
Silas returned and asked, "Capo, what should we do with the boy you told us to lock up?". As he looked around, he thought of Matt. "Release him and tell him to stay away from the girl and find out his and her details as soon as possible." Just as Silas was about to act, Rafael stopped him and said, "wait, no. I will go with you. Let's go and inquire about Sia", and followed Silas.
Silas entered the room with Rafael behind him. Matt was shaking like a leaf; "Who are you? And why did you lock me up in a room?"
Rafael didn't say a word; he stepped closer to Matt and held him by his collar, asking, "What is your relationship with Sia?"
Matt had no idea who Sia was," Who? I have no idea who Sia is". Rafael pushed him down, asking Silas to bring him a chair; he sat in the chair, placing his left foot on his right knee like the king. "Alzea, what is your relationship with her?"
"She is just a friend; we have a project and a class together, that's it," Matt said, trying to ease his fear.
"Hmm. I need more details about her; where does she live? What does she do?" Rafael asked, taking out his gun.
"Please, I don't know where she lives, but I can find out." Said Matt looking fearfully at the gun.
"Do you think I am a fool? You came here with her. How can you not know where she lives?" Rafael asked angrily.
"Please, we all met here at the club; I never went to her house," Matt asked curiously as to why the guy was interested in Alzea.
"Hmm. I will know if you are lying; if I see you with her ever again, I will empty my magazine in that blond head of yours, got it? Asked Rafael looking at scared Matt. Matt ran away from there, fearing for his life.
"Boss, why did you let him go? We got no details of the girl", asked Silas, confused.
Rafael smiled, knowing what he should do to find his slipped-away brown beauty. He was frustrated when the girl slipped out of his grasp, "Why does she always slip like sand between a fist"? He thought to herself.
He cannot get her out of his mind. He remembered how she felt under his hands. That lip, God, those lips, he was so close to devouring them and yet so far. He would eat them until she couldn't breathe anymore and blackout. But why does he want to kiss her? The feelings he has for her are so complicated. He wasn't familiar with them before, but now that she was close, he got addicted to her. His heart and mind were constantly fighting about Alzea. Although his heart wanted her gone, his mind said she belonged to him; his inner demons wanted her to satisfy them. His demons needed her, her to be close, her to be under him, moaning his name uncontrollably when he thrusts into her; he came in pants panting, thinking of the thought of being inside her.
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Devil's Snare
RomanceHe dragged her to the basement; it smelt like fresh blood, human flesh, and death. The walls had blood smeared on them as if it was canvas, and death was their muse. He pushed her in, hovering over her, "Don't call a monster by its name, Petard; he...