❝𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒.❞
˜*°• 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Victoria Russo grew up in a world full of money, crimes and powerful families. Being a part of the Sacred Eight families she knew what it mean...
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VICTORIA NEVER THOUGHT THAT SHE WOULD TELL LORENZO WHAT HAPPENED TO HER WHEN SHE WAS SIXTEEN, after all, she never thought they would be married to each other either. The only people who knew about that night were Victoria's family, Camilla, Daniela and Harper because she needed her girls with her and they came running to her. She would always be grateful to them for that. Also, she never thought that Lorenzo would be so understanding about it and there would not be disgust on his face after he heard that she was raped. That was why she was surprised when he asked if he could hug her.
" I'm sorry, I got your shirt wet, " Victoria murmured, pulling from him a bit, when she calmed down. Enzo looked down at the wet spot from her tears on his chest.
" It's nothing, " he raised his eyes to look at her. Her eyes were red from the crying, her cheeks wet, and her mascara was running down, but she was still beautiful to him. " Wait here. "
Victoria nodded and watched as Lorenzo stood up and ran up the stairs. She grabbed the handkerchief which was on the shelf under the coffee table and blew her nose. Enzo returned downstairs and sat beside her, taking a wet wipe from the pack in his hand.
" Come here, " the blond murmured.
He gently grabbed her chin and started to wipe her face, cleaning all the tears and what was left of her make-up. Her eyes fell on his focused face and she could not take them away from him. A few light hair strands fell on his eyes and she watched him blow them away from his sight. She did not know what they were doing or what kind of relationship they had. They were married because that was what their families wanted, they argued less than they did three months ago, they kissed a few times and there were moments like this one. It confused her.
Enzo threw the dirty wipe on the coffee table and cupped her cheeks to look over her face. His blue eyes scanned over it, checking if he wiped everything away. Her glance dropped to his lips and then rose back to his eyes, but he was already staring at her. Victoria grabbed his wrists, keeping his hands on her cheeks and his thumb gently brushed her cheek.
" You didn't have to do this, but thank you. "
" I know, but I wanted to, " Lorenzo said, offering her a gentle smile. " You're welcome, sweetheart. And thank you for trusting me enough to tell me about what happened," he spoke softly, his gaze locked on hers. It now made sense to him why she had flinched or did not want to go further on her birthday. "If you ever feel the need to talk about this because it's weighing on you again, remember you can always talk to me, okay? "
" Okay. "
Lorenzo's phone dinged a couple of times, prompting him to lower his hands from Victoria's cheeks. He glanced at his phone, tapped a response, and then turned his attention back to Victoria. Just as he was about to speak, his phone chimed again, causing him to clench his teeth in frustration. It was midnight. Besides, he did not feel like he should leave Victoria alone right now.
" You're the boss now. You should go if they need you, " Victoria said as she stood up and picked up her heels that were tossed beside the couch.
" But... "
" No but, Enzo, " she let out a sigh. " I'm alright. Go and be their boss now, " she started to walk out of the living room. " Besides, nothing is going to happen, I'm safe here, " stopping, she turned to look at him.
Victoria could see the hesitation in his blue eyes, so she gave him a reassuring smile. She did not lie when she said that she was alright. She even felt lighter after telling Lorenzo about what happened to her with the rebel. The curly-haired girl watched him take a few big steps, coming closer to her, and she tilted her head up to look him in the eyes.
" I know that you're safe because I won't let anything happen to you, " Lorenzo cupped her cheek for a moment and then his hand wrapped around her neck, just under her ear, and he drew her closer to him, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.
" Be careful, " the worried words slipped through her lips, making Lorenzo smile. Victoria could no longer deny that she did not care about him because she did. She still thought he was annoying, but she did not feel as much hate towards him as she did three months ago.
" I will. "
With that, he was gone. Victoria stood in her place for a few more minutes and then went to lock the door and slowly climbed up the stairs. Walking into her and Lorenzo's bedroom, a stupid realisation dawned on her. It would be the first time in three months that she slept alone in this bed and house at night. Even when he worked late, he always slept here and she was not alone at night. She became accustomed to sleeping with him in the same bed.
Victoria changed into her sleepwear and slid under the covers. Letting out a sigh, she got comfortable in the big bed and closed her eyes, but she could not fall asleep. Groaning, she opened her eyes and extended her arm to Lorenzo's side. Victoria patted it until she found what she was searching for and grabbed his pillow. It was stupid and she knew it, but still pulled it closer to her and his scent gently enveloped her. She did not have time to think this over because sleep came over her and she closed her eyes again.
