chpt vii.

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𓆩♡𓆪

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ - ꜱᴍɴᴍ

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𓆩♡𓆪

ᴇᴠᴇʟʏɴ ᴡʀɪɢʜᴛ

TWO WEEKS LATER.


It's been two weeks since I found my mother has breast cancer.  I have a feeling that she might be lying, just to make me feel bad for her, I don't like Michelle, nor do I like her daughter. And don't even get me started on Michael. That whole family is fucked up.

But that's besides the point. Lorenzo, on the other hand, has been very... loving towards me. Ever since, I let him taste me in his office a couple of weeks ago. Which was a bad idea, but that tongue of his felt so good. I don't even remember the last time I actually felt like this for a guy.

I grabbed my phone and saw a message from Mila, Vera, and I's group chat.

Mila: Hey girls. Do you guys want to hang out this weekend?

Vera: Sure. I'm down.

Mila: Evelyn?

I watched as Mila said my name, and I replied.

Me: Sure. I'd like that.

Mila: Great! See you later.

Vera:Bye.

I sat my phone down and laid back on the bed, which is currently located in Lorenzo's bedroom. I was wearing his white button-up shirt, and I stood up from the bed and walked to the restroom.

I grabbed my backup toothbrush, and put toothpaste on it, and then I started brushing my teeth. After I did that, I did my skincare routine. Then, I walked out of the bathroom to see Lorenzo standing by the bed.

I looked at him and crossed my arms, he turns around and looked at me. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. You may be thinking, why am I letting a man like that Lorenzo touch me?

Because I actually see potential in him. I didn't like him at all when we first met, but I think I'm actually having feelings for him.

But he will never know that.

"Enzo." I looked at him and placed my hands on his tatted chest. He didn't say anything but lifted me up from behind my thighs and pressed me against the wall, pressing his lips brushing against mine. "Are you okay?" I asked him.

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