"why are you here?" i asked
"i'm here to look after you. max putted me" he said.
"of course he did..."
he takes my hand and walks with me.
"touchy?" i asked
"don't get used to it. these men are looking too intensely at you. max'll never forgive me if these do something to you...and i won't forgive myself too..."
"aww, you care. you act all cold but you're actually a golden retriever guy"
"uh, what? no, i'm not. your delusional ass wants to make it look like it, princess"
"mhm..."
we walk on the alley. some men are looking at me with a hungry look. i start to get uncomfortable.
"don't worry about them...if they lay a finger on you, they're dead"
i nod. somehow i feel protected by him. is this wrong?
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—NO ONE'S POV—
alexandra and lando, eventually, got home. lando got into a fight, trying to protect her from those men. she is cleaning his wounds, while he's sitting on a chair in the kitchen.
"you didn't have to protect me because i'm a woman and you think i'm weak" she said
"i didn't protect you because you're a woman. i'm protecting you because you are my woman" he said
"i'm not your woman"
"yes you are, just accept it" he said, while looking at his bruised eye. she was too close, and he could feel her sweet scent.
"i'm not an object"
he looked at her in the eyes. her face was close. he put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer, so she's now standing in between his legs. he looked up at her.
"you're not an object. you're mine"
"do you say this to all the women you have nightstands with?"
his facial expression changed so fast, he had a cold look on his face. he wasn't expecting her to say that.
he looked at her with a serious face, his hands on the sides of her waist.
"is that what you think of me?"
"everyone thinks of you that way. you said with your own words, one day, that you don't believe in love"
he took a deep breath and pulled her even closer now.
"i'm just messing around with those girls. they all know it means nothing. i'm not planning on falling in love, that's right."
she keeps cleaning his wounds. he's looking at her now. her body is so close to him, he would be able to easily pull her onto his lap.
he's looking now at how she carefully cares for his wounds. he can feel how angry he is because everyone thinks of him as a playboy.
"you're the biggest playboy. you slept with half of monaco"
he grabbed her waist tighter, not letting her go.
"don't say that. i'm tired of people calling me a playboy" he said with a pissed tone
"then stop being one"
he couldn't hold back anymore.
he stands up, still holding her in place. now he's much taller than her, looking down at her.
"stop talking before i make you" he said, his voice is deep
"or what?"
he started walking her backwards, until her back hit the wall.
he put his hands next to her head on the wall, now her body is completely caught in between the wall and his body. he's much taller than her, and he's leaning down at her. she can feel his breath next to her ear.
"i could ruin you" he said in her ear
she chuckles. "i want to see you try"
he looked into her eyes, now amused by her attitude. he smiled.
"i would gladly do that"
now he slowly starts to put a hand on her thigh, slowly moving up under her dress.
"no, wait. stop it"
he smirked.
"why?" he asked. now he started to move his thumb slowly, drawing patterns on her inner thigh. "are you scared?" he asked in her ear
her body shivers. "stop..."
he could feel her body shiver, so he knew something's not right. he looked down at her, his hand still on her inner thigh, but didn't move anymore.
"are you okay?" he asked with a softer voice now.
"you know better what happened between me and that man..."
he could remember what happened. he knew what was happening to her.
he let go of her thigh, now he put his hands on both sides of her face, his thumbs stroking her cheeks. he looked into her eyes, with a soft, calm expression on his face.
"i've got you. you're safe with me" he said softly
she nods. he's still holding her face in his hands, his thumb now stroking her jawline. he's looking at her with a soft, caring expression.
"i'm not going to hurt you" he said
he wants to make sure she feels comfortable with him, because he knows about his "reputation"
"thanks..." she whispered quietly
his hand gently brushes a strand of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
he chuckled softly, still holding her face.
"you don't have to thank me" he said. "and don't talk so quietly. i can barely hear you"
she nods.
end of chapter 2
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