Enzo

Jealousy

Lorenzo's pov:

I was driving to the nightclub where Lillian was, she didn't give me the name or address but it was easy to track down the phone call.

I recognised the nightclub, I owned it.

It was very crowded, Lillian was quite tall but with all these people jumping you couldn't see much.

I went to the VIP section to have a better view, they already know me here so I didn't have to show anything.

Once I sat down they were offering me drinks, I wasn't in the mood for them.

The only thing I could see were heavy lights and people dancing.

Then I spotted her across the room, dancing and swinging her hips. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

She was wearing a pink skirt. I saw it before but now it looked hotter, more like her, her skin was glowing. Not just sweat but her natural glow.

She was moving her hips when hands got over her. They were holding her hips and moved with them.

Did she know someone was grinding her or was she so drunk she didn't notice.

She didn't mind it, she laid her head in his neck and her hands around his. I wanted to rip that guy off her.

Then she finally looked at me, she wasn't sober but at that moment she knew what she was seeing. I expected her to come over and yell at me but she just kept dancing with that man.

She smirked a bit.

If that is how she wants to play, then I'll play her game.

I called a girl over. She looked like any other whore.

I gave her money and told her to do the job. She was giving me a lap dance but I wasn't paying much attention to her.

Lillian and that random guy got a lot closer in the past minutes. His hands were traveling all over her body. Her hands were touching his tights, they were only going higher.

She turned to me, she first looked at the whore and then to me.

Our eyes were so strongly connected. We both knew what we were doing.

I wasn't going to give up.

Our partners were all over us, yet still it felt like we were the only people here.
Looking at each other.

Our eyes didn't move for one second until I saw her hand grabbing his hand and going under her skirt.
Fuck it, I went fast up trewing the whore of me.

I don't care if Lillian won this game, she isn't letting another man touch her.

I made my way through the crowd and pulled her by her wrist. The faster we got out of here, the better.

She looked at me with her forest green eyes.

"Wouldn't it be tragic for this fucker to die because he dared to touch you." I gave her the satisfaction she wanted.

We were near the door when she had trouble walking. I threw her over my shoulders and walked to my car.

"Put me down Lorenzo, I am not a little baby. I can walk on my own" she was punching and kicking my back.

I let out a little laugh.

The drive home was Lillian complaining about a lot. I don't know what she drank but it was way over her limit.

I helped her out of the car and walked inside.

She stood in the middle of the living room looking at artwork. It was a lonely man sitting. It cost a fortune.

"Ugly isn't it" she said while looking at it.
The piece did something to me, it made me feel a bit.

She turned around walking towards me. She couldnt walk in a straight line. She just stopped right in front of me.

"What happened to Clara's mom?" my blood started to boil just from hearing that. anger took all over me.

I pushed her against the wall and leant in. Her breathing started to get heavier just like my anger.

"If you ever ask a question like that again you'll be dead within a second." I pushed myself off her before things could get worse.

I was mad at Lillian, not only for asking that question but for everything, for the moment she stepped in my life.

She made me feel things I didn't want to feel, things that were in a cage but now are free.

I got back closer to her, "your plan worked, what do you want from me? Do you want me on my knees?" She looked at me without saying anything.
"Why did you want to make me jealous Lillian?"

She was clearly too drunk to think.

"You know what I want?" I said
"I want to bend you over and slap that attitude out of you, I want to make you come so hard. I want to devour you. I want to make you scream for me."

My fingers were close to her entrance, I felt the head from beneath . I wanted her so hard and she looked at me with eyes that said the same but that wasn't possible.

That would be assault. She will probably wake up and remember nothing.

She leaned in to me. Our mouths were so close.
"Do what you just said, make me yours. Let me scream."
She was making it so hard for me.

"Fuck" I walked off before I did something I was going to regret.