Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach.
Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath.
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Can we say that we love each other? Can we play like their ain't not other? •••
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This chapter a lil graphic but not bad, and if you don't like sex ish scenes then I advise not to read my next couple chapters ••• Lorenzo POV
What she did today was reckless, stupid, and beneath her and I hated her for it. Hated and loathed her for the fact that she didn't care, didn't care about any of it, and that I did.
I hated that it did and that she knew that it did. Knew exactly what to do to break away the last remaining tether that has kept me from losing my mind.
Serina thought that fucking that man would make me what jealous? If this is jealousy then it is wicked and murderous and consuming. The thought of her spreading her thighs got him made me ravenous for blood, but I would have to deal with that later.
I haven't stopped thinking about how satisfied she looked as she walked into the bathroom at the party, knowing full well what she was about to do.
Images of having another bastards hands and tongue running up her smooth skin made me want to kill someone. Kill him.
He marked her in deep purple bruises, he marked her like she was his and truthfully it made me feel sick. Heat rose in my chest at the fact that she let him, because she knew it would piss me off.
Now she stood in front of me acting all innocent yet she was so god damn evil. She might look small and innocent from a glance, but if you knew what lived in her head you would cower.
Though I had no doubt in my mind that I was going to punish her for what she did today. I wanted to show her just how kind she was, until she begs me to stops. But I wasn't going to fuck her, she doesn't deserve it. But when I fuck her, I will fuck her till her body shakes and the thought of even touching another man appalls her.
When I finally do, I will push her legs apart and divide her folds with my cock, thrusting into her deeply; I will fuck her like no one has before. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to feel her walls around me, I wanted her more then I have ever wanted another woman.
But I would not fuck her, no, I wanted to fucking dominate her. Ruin her for anyone other than me.
She had her smart mouth, and she swore she wouldn't concede to me. I knew it'd be difficult to get her to fully concede to me and I didn't want her to completely, but I wondered how many orgasms it might take for her before she gives in and give herself to me however I want her.
I know no man has ever challenged her like I will, and I will challenge her. I will win.
I can tell just by looking down into her eyes that she could play both rolls in bed, and I know that she has. But she wouldn't just play the roll as my submissive in my bed, she would be a submissive; no acting because I know by the craziness in her eyes that she wants to be taken.
