Red

CHAPTER 48.

I let myself go, deep within the abyss of his dark irises.

Soft air left between my very lips as I dragged my tingling wrist out of his rough hands, a sign to say that he was industrious.

We were in a dark office, it was cold because of the air-conditioner and had a strong smell of his familiar scent mint and I conditionally, breathe it in which loosen me up and clear the liquor from within me.

"You know, you're the very meaning of hypocrisy Mr. Black." I said as I kept my back on the door, watching his every move as he walked deeper into the room.

He stood in front of a wide glass in the dark office which showed the bottom level of the club and also the VIP section.

The lights from both sections, mirrored to the side of his face that was shown.

His scar, now darker and suggestive and I clenched my thighs from it.

Girl, you're loosing it...

"Say's the very same woman who calls me another man's name during sex and has the guts to come to my club and dance with another man...."

Before I could even breathe, he came into my personal space, both hands of his on either side of my head as he craned his neck down.

"If I am the very meaning of hypocrisy then you are the walking, breathing, word of a..." He grip my jaw tightly, my lips pursing from the move and he didn't miss to drag his mouth across from my jaw to my lips and finished his sentence.

"Cagna." (Bitch)

I guess I deserve that but ma momma didn't raise a walk over so as much as his words classified me lesser than my being, I suck it up and shocked my self as I held both sides of his face.

"I can't keep going back and forth about this Lorenzo, it is time consuming and as much as I'd want to curse the living guts out of you..."

Even though it was dark, the flickering lights from the glass, showed the redness of a blush on his cheeks but he controlled it somehow as he turn his head to the side.

I bring his head back and smiled softly. "I deeply and sincerely apologize for what I did. It was fucked up."

His dark brown eyes soften then and he surprised me as he lift me up and carried me over to his desk.

I gasped and slap his shoulder. "Put me down before you let me fall, estúpido." (Idiot)

His wide shoulders shook in a very deep laugher and I almost sighed at the sound.

It was light and deep and it somehow calmed me down, allowing me to actually forget what I came to the club to do.

"I won't let you fall love, don't you see the muscles on me. Come on, are you underestimating my strength."

He sat on the edge of the table and held my waist. I instinctively wrap my legs around his back and throw one of my hands over his shoulder.

His hair which was now shoulder-length, curtains over his eyes which was now warm and twinkling.

Butterflies flutters into my stomach from his smile, the very lips which held the beauty marks. He was truly beautiful.

I held the side of his face with my hand and with my thumb, I brush it on his scar, from his left eye to his nose.

I rolled my bottom lip into my mouth as the flesh sent a shiver up my spine.

"Oh please, your strength is no where close to Superman." I grinned.

Lorenzo rolled his eyes and drew his face closer to mine. He tilt his head to the side and place his lips on my ear. "You can't compare me to some fiction character dolce, I'm all man."

He made his point clear as he tighten his hold around my waist and pulled me down on his now harden cock.

I bit back a moan and loosely throw my head back with eyes closed from the sensation.

He chuckled deep within his chest from my soaking thong and in embarrassment, I stared at him, narrowing my eyes in mock resentment.

My thumb, unconsciously traced his scar and I watched as he closed his eyes.

Without stopping the words, I asked. "How did you got this?"

With his eyes still closed, he positioned his head face down into my neck and took a deep inhale.

I smiled at the comfort he had in me. "From my cousin R-"

He stopped and then he lift his head and stared up at me under, lowered eyelids. "This crazy thought just came to mind, what is the last name of your ex-fiancé."

I stopped my wandering finger that was trailing on his back and swallowed from the possibility of what his reaction would be.

"I know this is a sore topic and I honestly..." He grip my chin and tipped my head down to him.

Our faces close, the tip of our nose brushing. Eyes drilling heatedly into each other from dark to hazel contacts.

"Just want to let you know that I will not pressure you nor would I allow you to do something that you do not want to do."

He squeezed my jawline and pressed his lips on mine, firmly holding it as if he wanted his words to kiss my very lips instead of his.

"I have something for you, an admiration that feels the need to know you more."

I shuddered from his confession. He has feelings for me, damn,...

My abdomen flutters in warm butterflies from his words. I needed to know him too, I remembered when he told me that my future would fly pass me if I still hang unto my past.

I didn't want to keep on doing that. I'd only hurt myself more.

And I knew the only way to get past that is starting with therapy.

I sighed and with my eyes squeezed closed, I whispered.

"River Caruso Greco was my fiancé."

He froze but I didn't let it stop me as I continued. "Which I found out recently that he was your cousin."

I smiled as I held his eyes, shivering from the intensity of it. "The one you told me you couldn't save on time. We met in an unusual way but it turned out to be beautiful -"

His phone rang in that moment and I watched as he took the call, a man's voice swiftly relaying the information to him.

The Don's aura shifted to that in a cold feeling, right there and then.