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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I could say he kissed me gently, but then I would be lying. I could also say that he held me against the wall with care and passion—but that would also be a lie.
There was nothing gentle about this moment, this kiss, the way he kissed me was dominating and angry and seeking. This kiss was full of so much animosity and the heat of the tension that burned between us.
I'd never been kissed with such a long waited desperation. A kiss so full of want and hunger for each other I could taste it between us, and I could taste the his desperation for me on his tongue.
As he slid his tongue against mine, letting then war as he pulled and tugged as my body and pulled me closer and closer and closer.
This felt like fucking depravity, like devastation, This kiss made me want to forget every other pair of lips that had brushed against mine.
The hold he had on me was unforgiving, he held me to the wall so tight that I thought I'd sink through the drywall. His body flushed into mine as my hands pulled him impossibly close.
I felt so consumed by him that I wasn't sure where I started and he began.
He broke the kiss to look at me for a few splintered moments, eyes looking to mine as my eyes grew wild like the hottest part of a burning flame. My lungs burning from the lack of oxygen, as my chest moved up and down in an wild rhythm.
I locked my eyes to his and I watched as he seemed to change, his eyes turned a lust filled colour that could be compared to black while a small evil smile crossed his face. "take your shirt off Serina." He growled as he backed off me slightly.
I looked at him in admiration, he truly was a wild beast. "Why should I?" I loomed as the knee length T-shirt seemed to almost beg me to be ripped away.
"Because I want you to." He growled.
I kept my eyes locked onto him as I pulled the fabric over me head. "I will, but because I want to. Not because you asked me to." I said as I dropped the fabric away, my naked chest a perfect view.
His eyes went from my face down, burning everywhere they gazed. My skin felt like fire, goosebumps littered my skin—the part between my legs throbbing with need.
He waisted absolutely no time as he grabbed his suit and undid the buttons, all while I stood in my panties against the wall. His white under shirt popping off shortly after, the ripped buttons rolling across the floor.
A type of curiosity washed over me, Ive never felt like this before. "Lorenzo." I said as I stepped away from the wall, towards a man that could be compared to a beast.
I brought my hand up and placed it on his chest, my finger running along the ridges of his abs. His skin was like smooth honey, and each and every muscle was prominent and firm. He was made by the gods.
