Lust

Chapter 7- Isabella

Present
I feel light, like I was floating, maybe I was.
I knew that my body wasn't on the ground at least I think it's not but I can feel things wrapped around my waist, arms?

I suddenly regain the rest of my senses, well some of them.

"You told her!" An angry voice shouts from where I think is far away, it certainly didn't come from the person who is holding me.
I still didn't know what time it was or where I was.

"She had a right to know and you put her life in danger by not telling her!" A feminine voice retorts, still not the voice of the person who was holding me, their arms tense around me.

"SHUT UP, YOUR GOING TO WAKE HER UP!" Alex whisper yells... he's the one who holding me.

I finally start recognising voices, Jack voice is what I hear next "what the fuck, did you just he-," Roman cuts in, both of their voices uneven, shocked "yep... he just spoke," oh, they were actually serious about that not speaking for six years thing. Oh, oh was I the first person he's spoken too in six years? I can't think about it, not now.

"Yes I'm talking, now Hailey is their a room I can take her too," the response takes a while to come and I'm pretty sure she's in a state of shock like all the others.

"Yeah... down the hallway, take a left and you can pick from any room," that really does make me question how big this place is, like I've seen how big it is from the outside and I've run nonstop for ten minutes and not found a dead end but I want to walk through this entire house, maybe I'll find a ghost and it will tell me why I'm so stupid that I don't care that my brother and the people I live with are part of the mafia.

Alex starts to move and it startles me out of my thoughts but not enough to show that I'm awake. When I stop hearing voices I feel gentle fingers caressing my face, this time I'm not startled or even scared, I'm the opposite, his actions relax me nearly into a state
unconsciousness but the movement stops when we get to the room.

Alex carefully opens the door, holding me tighter to him as he does so.

I feel every action he does up until he lays me down on the bed, my body goes colder as his body heat leaves me.

for the first time in probably twenty minutes I show that I'm not sleeping.

"Please," I beg, my voice horse "please, don't leave me," it's too dark to see him but I know he's looking at me, I can't feel the heat of his stare lighting my body aflame.

He moves and just as I think that he's about to leave I hear the clank of his belt hitting the floor to signal that he has no intention of doing so, I bet if I asked really nicely he would kill for me.

He undresses until I think he's in his boxers, I Hear his footsteps as he moves round the bed.
I feel the bed sink on the left of me signalling that a really hot, tall, Latino, mafia, god is almost naked next to me in a bed, gosh I didn't think this through.

"You comfortable?" He asks his voice rough like always but with a hint of an emotion that I can't pinpoint. Well I am in a bed with an almost naked man who I have had sex with before so probably not.

I let out a "hmm?" Because I don't really know what he's talking about.

"Your still in the dress, are you comfortable?" Oh that's what he meant, then my answer is no because their is a good chance I will wake up with a thousand cuts on me from this.

I shake my head "words chica," I could only think of two words that I wanted to say to him right now fuck me, alright maybe that wasn't the smartest answer.

"No," the words leave my lips in a voice I hadn't heard since that night, it was full of lust and need.

I heard my zip unfasten before I felt it, but I didn't protest because this dress really was uncomfortable to lie in and to be honest even if Alex did see me, it's not like he's seeing anything he's not seen before.