CLAIMED - Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Lorenzo
I sat in my living room after tucking Bella in bed. The feeling of not being alone in this big house was unusual. It was this feeling of feeling almost... content? I closed my eyes as I thought about what I was doing. A girl like her didn't deserve the life I was forcefully put in. However, I couldn't bear the thought of someone else having her.
I still remember the day I had finalized a big deal. My drug business was doing great. Soon, we were about to grow bigger and expand the business to Italia. Diego, my friend, had delivered the happy news to me and we had hit a bar right after. I remember seeing her completely drunk as she stood on the bar counter dancing her head off. The silly image had made my lips twitch. Her carefree aura luring me in desperately. She smiled and giggled as if she had no care in the world. If her aura was a potion, I would buy every bit of it. That day I had walked out with her face plastered in my mind and Diego with some vodka bottles. It was sure to say that I couldn't get her out my mind despite my constant visit to the nearby stripper house the following the days. Trying hard to erase her face of my mind. It didn't help, as I would imagine the same girl in my mind, making any other girl fall short.
The day I had seen her at the coffee shop again was.. I don't even know. No words can explain the feeling. She was working, which was enough to satisfy me with the thought of seeing her again. I had mentally noted down the café name, before I had asked her for a drink. I don't even like black coffee. Diego was waiting at me outside with a business acquittance. He had stolen our money and it was his time to pay. My meeting with Bella was cut short when I received Diegos message telling me to hurry up. I had left without a bye, not knowing how exactly to bid her farewell. i would usually just walk away or hang up the phone. The day had ended with him snitching at his friend before I had slit his throat right off. But, I am a fair man and as a fair man I had taken care of his thief of a friend and cut his mouth. He wasn't dead yet, but Scar could get him. That sick bastard had a cruel mind. I smiled at the thought of him being tortured by Scar before my phone started ringing.
"Lorenzo" I say, my voice hard and firm
"Boss. The kid is dead" I hear Scars voice through the phone. Good
"Good. Now, cut his limbs and send them to his family" I say, no emotion lingered in my voice.
"What? You sure, Boss?" he answers lowly and I scoff at his fear.
"I do not repeat myself Scar. If you aren't capable to do that, I will find someone else"
"NO, I will. I will. Bye" I hear him rush out before I hang up the phone. I take off my blazer before rolling up my sleeves and opening the top buttons of my shirt. I sigh loudly before running a hand through my hair. I put my head in my hands closing my eyes. my heart clenching from a sudden feeling at the pit of my stomach of regret? i shake it off as I tell myself that this is my whole life. I have worked hard for this. This is my parent's business and I am their heir. I will continue the legacy. I will. The stress starts to build itself up in my body but is shut down as I hear a noise from my bedroom. Bella. I look at the direction of the noise before I see the door creak open as she peeks her head out to see her surroundings. I take notice of her changed attire as my shirt is hanging on her loosely exposing her shoulders and bare legs. I stop myself from claiming her right her and now, as I walk towards the door. Standing right in front of it blocking her view from the little creak she has made for her head to fit in. Her eyes follow my chest before she looks up at me. Fuck, she has beautiful eyes
"Hi" she whispers smiling sheepishly. I use my hand to open the entrance wider as I step into our room. Mine. My room. She looks at me closely before tugging my shirt down to cover her exposed smooth legs. the action makes more of her shoulder evident and I look away fast before doing something stupid.
"I was waiting for you to wake up. I have made food" I say after a moment of silence. She continues looking at me before nodding. I walk to the kitchen with her following me. I reheat the pasta I had made for her earlier. She sits on one of the chairs looking around the house. I can tell that she has a habit of being noisy. If she didn't, she wouldn't have been here.
"Can I call someone?" her voice fills my house. Smooth and light. I am too busy swooning over her voice, before I register what she just asked. I keep myself from barking a "no" before I nod giving her my phone. She takes it fast and starts typing something in. I put her pasta in front of her, too which she looks up and mutters a "thanks" before smiling. Thanks. Ok. I have to work on that.
"Ali" she speaks in the phone and I can make out her friend on the other side who starts throwing questions at her. "I am fine.... Completely fine...I swear...Okay, are you sure?.. I am on my way". I can't help, but eavesdrop on her conversation. My blood boils at the mention of her leaving. My heart feeling heavy. I need to check this out by the doctor. I wait for to finish her stupid conversation as I lean my arms on the counter, leaning closer. She stops eating before looking up at me with her big ocean-like eyes, as she clutches my mobile in her hands, holding it to her ear. She hums, too distracted by me. I smirk as I lean closer to neck, before planting a kiss there. she shivers underneath my touch, my stomach fucking fluttering? The feeling of her smooth skin against my skin is too addicting, making me plant several kissing on her shoulder and throat. She throws her head back slightly and I move away from the counter to properly claim her as I walk to her chair.
She takes this chance to rush out a "I will be there soon. Bye" before pushing me away by stretching out her hand to give me my phone. I stop as I look at the phone and her. her cheeks are a slightly tinted red as she bites her lip looking everywhere, other than my eyes. I take the phone setting it on the counter before holding her waist hosting her up at the counter too. I spread her legs as I stand between them as my hands roam underneath her shirt. My cold hands earn a hiss from her mouth before she presses her chest closer to mine, seeking after warmth. I start sucking on the nape of her neck earning a low moan from her, before she bites her lip. The voice igniting a fire inside my body. I suck harder as her hands come up to my hair, tugging at it. I kiss the spot as I look at my masterpiece. .
Bella is panting slightly looking away from me. She lets go of my hair before squirming in my hold. The feeling of her going back to a house full of boys, makes me grab a fist full of her hair turning her face to me. The touch is gentle, just enough for her to take me seriously. I am not a boy toy as the other guys she must roam around with. I am a man. A man with needs. I kiss the corner of her lips as she puts her hands on my chest. The fluttering- no, vibration in my stomach worrying me.
"I uh must leave now. Ali will come to get me" she mutters, her lips still so close to mine. I shake my head; "I will drop you home" I say as I plan to take a visit to the doctor myself.