It's been a month since I've been over to the apartment, I just thought it best if I stayed away. Besides, I'm waiting for Allen to tell her what he did. Liz hasn't called lately so I'm assuming he hasn't peeped a word.For now I'm resting in a hotel, fortunately with the help of the sweetest dummy on the planet, Bruno, is staying with me. He's too sweet, stating he wants to make sure I'm safe.
No, I didn't mention the situation to him. Though, I will say—he enjoys when I take showers a little too much. I have to tell him to close his eyes when I undress. I obviously don't mind because I could clearly undress in the bathroom or the other bedroom. Besides, it's all humor....and not the creepy kind.
"Here, I have plantains, egg, bacon. And mini muffins." He sat all the food on the table and I just smiled.
"Thanks, but I could've called room service." I coughed teasing him, "Room service is ok" Bruno replied
"Wait. So you're saying you cooked this yourself?" I snicker followed by a big grin. He ignored me but smirked shortly after.
When it became quiet, I found the perfect moment to get all of the answers out of him. "Bruno" I say quietly.
"Alexandria" he replied
"Why are you doing this?" My eyes darting to my food quickly when he shot a glare at me.
"Because I can." He pursed his lips together and poured me a glass of lemonade. My eyes follow him as he walks across the room over to my side of the bed. I look up and bite my lip then grab the glass and take a sip. "I want you to leave. I can do this on my own."
Bruno's eyes glared and he shook his head. "No"
"Oh please, I'm grown. I'm not helpless." I spat.
"Excuse me?" Bruno's eyebrows furrowed and he rub his chin with the pad of his thumb. I began to mutter over my words, stumbling in fact. Quietly he says "Even if you weren't, or were. I'm staying because I choose to. I'm grown. I can do what the hell I want." During this whole statement he made himself closer to me. Our eyes meeting directly in sync. We shared breaths that were leveled evenly.
Not helping myself, I giggled at the intense moment but soon stopped when he grabbed my jaw with the tips of his fingers. I let out a quick groan as he forced me to look into his eyes. "Understood? Little princess"
"Yes." I reply with venom on my tongue. "Yes what?" He was so serious and his face look so mean but oddly amused. He then pressed one of his legs between my two, now hovering me. He couldn't be serious about this. I refuse to say it. No way.
His fingers were still on my jaw. He leaned me back a bit and pressed his fingers into my cheeks. I felt his other hand grab my upper thigh and I immediately met his hand. A finger trailed down the center of my legs , my hand obviously unable to stop his. I lean my head back and closed my eyes in defeat.
"Yes sir" I shakily moaned. I was shocked and a bit scared. What the hell did he just make me do?! His grip let me go making me quickly sit up.
"Good girl" he winked triggering me to roll my eyes. Not purposely but by habit. I saw his eyebrow raise and he smirked a bit. "I'm sorry" I snapped nervously
"Ah, you're learning"
******
"Wake up" I hear a loud booming voice. I opened my eyes slowly, it's Dre.
I groan and fall back to sleep. Hold on. What the hell. I quickly sit up and see that im in a guess bedroom. The surroundings were similar a bit but I knew this was Bruno's place from the white trim around the room. What in the actual fuck just happened. I look at my attire and see that im dressed in a black lingerie night gown.
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40 Shades Of Bruno
RomanceObviously based off: 5SOG, but not entirely. This book contains sexual content, violence, profanity, drugs and possibly inflammatory statements. A Young girl in L.A. unravels into the bad side of this, go hard or go home, city. Fate, itself, sees h...