HIS MISTRESS

Moving out

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Racheal turned in bed and reached out to touch Lorenzo but she couldn't reach him. She opened her eyes and realized that he wasn't in bed.

" Enzo?" She called out as she sat up in bed but she didn't get a response. She got out of bed and slipped a robe on. " Babe?" She called again walking towards the door. She was about to open the bedroom door to step out when she heard voices coming from the balcony. She turned around and walked towards the balcony. She saw Lorenzo talking to someone on the phone, through the glass. She tried to make out who he was talking to and what they were talking about but he was too quiet. She stood still, her hands wrapped around her chest and watched him.

Lorenzo was still on the phone when he turned and saw Racheal watching him through the glass.

" Let's talk later" He said after been quite for a while. He slipped the phone into his pants pocket and slid the glass door open. " Why are you up early?" He asked, a small smile across his face.

" Who were you talking to?" Racheal asked instead. She didn't mind that he was on the phone with someone, she minded that he couldn't speak to whoever it was in the room that he had to go to the balcony. Why was he secretive?

" It's no one" Lorenzo answered and wrapped her in his arms. " You smell like me" He murmured, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

Racheal snuggled under him. His touch made her feel warm and cozy.

" How about we go back to bed?" Lorenzo whispered in her ear before bending down and lifting her up in a bridal style.

" Enzo" She giggled.

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Ricardo arrived at his house very early in the morning. His family was still asleep as he stormed into the house. He headed for his room and began to pack his things. He wasn't going to allow his dad dictate his life. He was going to move out of the house and he would be free to do whatever he wants. He was still packing his thing when he heard his sister's voice.

" Ricardo?" Andrea called as she walked into the room.

Ricardo didn't say anything to her, he continued to pack his clothes.

" Where have you been? We have been calling you" She added.

Ricardo finished packing his clothes into the suitcase and walked into the bathroom to grab a few things.

" What are you doing? Where are you going?"

" I'm moving out" Ricardo stated.

" What?!" Andrea blurted, moving towards the bathroom. " You can't do that"

" I'm already doing it" Ricardo walked past her with his toothbrush and some other things.

" Is this about yesterday?" She asked. " I'm sure dad didn't mean it"

Ricardo scoffed.

" You can't leave" Andrea said almost crying.

Ricardo dropped the shoes in his hands. " Look Andrea" He turned to her. " I've made up my mind. I'm leaving"

" No" Andrea shook her head. " I'm not letting you do this" She walked towards his bed and began to scatter his bags.

" Andrea stop" Ricardo groaned.

Andrea opened his suitcase and poured out the clothes. " You are not leaving " She cried.

" Andrea!" Ricardo yelled, causing her to stop in her tracks. " Get away from my stuff"