He pulled me closer to him as my breath hitched in my throat. His looks could kill anyone who got near him. He pressed his lips next to my ear.
"I don't care anything about you.... You saw what you saw and you can't leave" He pulled away from me, w...
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"Come sta?" Lukas asked me over the phone. (How is she?) I sigh, looking over at Davina who's still sleep in bed.
She stayed in bed for a week while we were here. She hardly ate, she didn't smart mouth me, and she just dozed off into space when I talked to her.
The doctors said she would've died if I didn't keep her wake. I walked over to her and caress her cheek.
"È stata... diverso da quando è successo. Ma lei sarà solo avere quella cicatrice sulla schiena." I said as I heard him sigh of relief over the phone. (She's been... different ever since that happened. But she'll just have that scar on her back.)
Well I think that was a sigh of relief.
"She'll....come...a-around." I heard him say. He barley got that sentence out. I arched my eyebrow, walking from Davina to the window at the hotel.
"You okay?" I asked him, I heard a woman's moan in the background. Yeah now I wish I didn't ask that. I should've known he was giving Danielle some dick.
"Y-Yeah. I'm fi-" I heard him groan on the other side of the phone. I made a disgusted face, listening to it.
"baby," He panted, loud in my ear. "Yes like that Bella...keep going."
"Eh... if you want me to call back, I will." I made a disgusted face, turning around to see Davina waking up. She stretched her arms out, with that thing on top of her head. It looked like a chefs hat but she said it was called a bonnet.
"Yeah... that's fine.. I've got to finish teaching her how to suck-"
"I don't want to know." I cringed, closing my eyes. I didn't want to know that he was teaching her how to suck dick.
If he was, she's doing a good job. To what he use to tell me, it's hard for women to satisfy him.
"I'll call back later." He hung up the phone. I shake my head, going over to Davina.
I sat on the right side of the bed because Davina doesn't like people to be in her personal space bubble.
"Amore? You okay?" I questioned, looking at her. She sighs, looking over at me. She stands up, making me look at what she was wearing.
I didn't sleep with her last night because she didn't want me to. Until I told her what we were, she didn't want no type of relations with me.
I trailed my eyes to the shorts she's wearing. They were very short. Too short.
She also wore a t-shirt, with no bra or any bra for that matter. She also had her blue bonnet cap on her head.
