CLAIMED - Chapter 19: Chapter 19
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Bella
I looked at the man who was sleeping peacefully in my bed. His arms clutched the pillows, as his chest rose with every breath he took. He had insisted on taking of his shirt in his drunken state. Specifically telling me to do it. I didn't protest wanting the process to be over. It had been a long tiring day and I mentally thanked God that I didn't have work tomorrow. I can't even wrap my head around what had happened today. It feels as if I just sat with Caleb in the cafe talking and laughing of his dumb pick-up lines before he was beaten to the ground. I shivered at the thought. Was he okay? I looked back at Lorenzo; his face completely blank. He looked much better when he didn't play on his intimidating aura, gritting his teeth, scowling and all that. I sighed loudly.
I couldn't ignore the feeling I had felt the day after he had laughed in the cafe. LAUGHED. This guy doesn't even smile at me, laughing felt like a dream. A dream I wasn't ready to chase after. He didn't come to the café the following days, and I kind of missed him? It was stupid, I know! But I was secretly waiting for him to walk through the cafes glass door, as the bell would make a noise signaling to a new customer. However, he didn't come. How could he just come and tell me that I am his, when he doesn't even talk to me? Snap out of it Bella, he isn't your boyfriend or the guy you went on a date with. He is a mafia leader, killing and selling drugs. He won't bring you chocolate and roses on your birthday. He didn't care. That's why he went to the strip club. Why would he tell me that? And why did I care? My heart had burned at the thought of him being touched and touching another woman. This is bad. So bad.
I brushed my fingers through my hair looking at myself in the mirror. I traced my fingers on my lips, that he had his. My tummy filled with a funny feeling as I thought about our kiss. He was irresistible. His words were smooth, luring me in. «I would stop smoking for you». I knew from previous conversations that his smoking habit was his addiction. Was he serious? OMG, does his heart problems come from smoking? I had told him that!
«Smoking kills you know? » I said and regretted my words immediately.
«It does? » He asked as if he already didn't know. God, why am I so stupid?
«Yeah, each year about 15 000 people die because of smoking» I stated proudly.
I picked up his blazer from the floor checking if he had a mobile, I could use. He was sick, someone had to be here for when he wakes up. I don't think it's okay to drink so much with a sickness. What if he gets worse? The thought alone was enough for me to grab the mobile before I realized that he didn't have a password. Weird. He had several calls from someone named «Diego». Diego! He was the guy James told me about. The one who drove him home when I had fainted, right? Well, I have no other choice. I pressed the button as I held his mobile to my ear. I looked at Lorenzo who was still asleep. The duvet laid lower on his body, exposing his tan chest and defined back muscles. He must work out a lot. I was surprised to see several tattoos on his back too. Is that written in Arabic?
«O MY GOD! Where are you?! Do you know how worried mum is?! Per favore (please), quit your shit. Come home so mum can take care of you. Mi dispiace (I'm sorry) Lorenzo, I was just really angry and frustrated and I fuck- talk! » someone, I am assuming Diego, blabbered into the phone.
«Hi? » I squeaked into the phone and was met with silence. I could her him mummering something to someone in the background, but I couldn't understand the language.
«I am assuming that I am talking to Bella? » he asked to which I nodded. He can't see you, idiot! «Yes! » I said a little too loud, as I heard Lorenzo shift in his sleep.
«Uh, I didn't know who to call. I am in my apartment, Lorenzo is here» I said slowly trying to explain the situation.
«Thank god, I will be there shortly. Bye» he said before hanging up. I bit my lip as I realized that his family knows about this. He did mention a mum, does Lorenzo have any other siblings other than Diego? I am just now realizing that I don't know anything about a man who claims to have me.
"Don't bite your lip like that, if you don't want to be fucked hard" I heard his raspy voice before big muscular arms slided around my waist. I cursed as I realized I was wearing my sleeping robe. My pulse quickened at his blunt words, as I tried to change the topic.
"I called Diego. He is coming to get you" I said pushing him away. He surrendered before backing away as he started taking off the bandages on his face as he talked; "I know you want to get rid of me baby, but first comes your punishment". He was about to rip of the bandage on his hand, before I held his hand shaking my head. "It hasn't healed" I muttered. He sighed loudly, not denying me. He held my hand leading me to my kitchen before he turned around slamming his other hand on the table hard. "Get up" he said as I widened my eyes. "What?" I asked, unsure if I had heard correct. Did he just tell me to stand on my kitchen table? Before I could get any words out, I was lifted from my waist as I squealed. He grabbed himself a chair as he sat right in front of me, as I was standing on the table in my robe.
"Dance for me" he demanded, his leader aura filling up the kitchen.
"What's the occasion?" I snapped back. Did he just think that I would dance for him?! Knowing him, he wasn't talking about a chicken dance. He was much more intimate than that.
"Go back to the strip club if you want a dance" I spat at him as I started getting off the table. The sound of him slamming his, already hurt, hand on the table stopped me. I know he is trying to scare me, but I aint the one buddy. Go and play with someone else. Mama didn't raise no bit*h. Omg, kidding.
"It's a punishment flower. Back on the table" he said too low. I could see him grit his teeth as his jaw was clenched tight.
"I like you better when you sleep" I muttered, but I am sure he heard by the way he licked his lip trying not to let out a smile.
"I like you better when you listen to me amore. Now, dance" he said leaning forward on his chair, resting his face in his hands that were on his knees. He stretched out one hand lifting my robe slightly. I slapped his hand away as I looked down on him.
"No" I whispered, seeing him smirk at my reaction.
"Every mistake has a punishment. What did I tell you about you being mine, huh?" he whispered standing up from his chair. His face came up to stomach, as I was standing on the table. I resisted the feeling in my body that just craved his touch. For him to touch it like the way he had done when he had kissed me. I gasped at his hands glided up and down my legs. I gripped his shoulder as his cold hands came in contact with my skin.
"I don't like the thought of another man being with you" he whispered, lifting up my robe over his head and disappearing under my robe. I shut my eyes tightly as I breathed in and out. This is so wrong but feels so right. He had nearly killed Caleb and is invading my privacy. But I have missed him. My body has missed his touch.
"Lorenzo" I gasped as I felt his head between my thighs. "I missed you" he said softly, his breath touching me down there. I melted at his words as I threw my head back slightly, feeling him leave wet kisses on my thighs. My stomach filled with a warm feeling that wanting to engulf him in. "Did you miss me?" I heard his low and raspy morning voice utter. "Yeah" I breathed out in ecstasy. I opened up my eyes as I looked down at the man who was burying his face under my robe. I couldn't see his face, but I was thankful for that. I would have completely lost it and embarrassed myself. I caressed his head, feeling the material of the robe. I wanted to touch him so badly, without the robe separating us.
A cough broke our "session" as I locked eyes with an unknown man. I squealed before stepping away a little on the table, as Lorenzos face came in vision from underneath my robe. Fuck, he looked hot. His hair slightly ruffled and eyes filled with lust. His chest didn't help my situation, he looked so good. Shut up, Bella!
"Doctor" Lorenzo uttered as the supposed "doctor" looked down at the floor and fiddled with his fingers. My face flushed red at the realization that he had been looking at us. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked him, not wanting to know to the answer. "uhh, long enough" he whispered so low, that I was shocked I even heard him. Is this how people react to Lorenzo?
"You found the house, didn't-"another guy came in saying before stopping abruptly at the scene in front of him. Diego. I recognized him. Embarrassment was evident on my face as Diego smirked at us, as if he knew what just happened. I got myself down the table as all the eyes looked at my every move. Diego and the doctor guy inspecting both me and Lorenzo.
"Good thing I didn't bring mum then" Diego said trying to crack a joke. The doctor chuckled as I looked on the floor. Lorenzo didn't react as he put on his shirt. He wasn't even embarrassed!
"Well, you did bring doctor over here, didn't you?" Lorenzo answered Diego, his face holding playfulness. Diego laughed out loud. "Yeah, seems to me as if he has seen a ghost" Diego said pushing the doctor slightly. I noticed the way Lorenzo was more relaxed among the guys. Were they friends? "Nah, I brought him to fix your hand, but seems to me as if it is done already" he continued looking at me. I smiled at him, too which he smiled back.
«Yeah, but I would still check it out though. Just to be sure» I said, mainly to the doctor. I didn't want Lorenzo to catch an infection because of me.
«Not needed. Let's go, I have things to do» Lorenzo said, speaking with authority. What is wrong with him? Can't he be normal for a little longer? «Tomorrow at 12, I will see you at the cafe» he demanded to me as he turned to face me.
«I'm busy» i said in the same tone, hearing the doctor cough as Diego chuckled.
«I don't-» he started, but I cut him off; «-«repeat myself»» I completed his sentence quoting his own sentence I knew he was going to throw on me. «Yeah, I know, and I don't either» I said moving away from him slightly. «Bye» I said as I looked at his furious face. I ignored him as I looked at the other boys, as Diego smiled at me wildly and the doctor near passing out.
"Diego, are you free tomorrow at 12?" I asked sweetly, batting my eyelashes in his direction. Diego laughed out loudly as he threw his head back. I smiled, knowing that he understood my plan. He nodded before I walked towards my room.
I looked at the man who was sleeping peacefully in my bed. His arms clutched the pillows, as his chest rose with every breath he took. He had insisted on taking of his shirt in his drunken state. Specifically telling me to do it. I didn't protest wanting the process to be over. It had been a long tiring day and I mentally thanked God that I didn't have work tomorrow. I can't even wrap my head around what had happened today. It feels as if I just sat with Caleb in the cafe talking and laughing of his dumb pick-up lines before he was beaten to the ground. I shivered at the thought. Was he okay? I looked back at Lorenzo; his face completely blank. He looked much better when he didn't play on his intimidating aura, gritting his teeth, scowling and all that. I sighed loudly.
I couldn't ignore the feeling I had felt the day after he had laughed in the cafe. LAUGHED. This guy doesn't even smile at me, laughing felt like a dream. A dream I wasn't ready to chase after. He didn't come to the café the following days, and I kind of missed him? It was stupid, I know! But I was secretly waiting for him to walk through the cafes glass door, as the bell would make a noise signaling to a new customer. However, he didn't come. How could he just come and tell me that I am his, when he doesn't even talk to me? Snap out of it Bella, he isn't your boyfriend or the guy you went on a date with. He is a mafia leader, killing and selling drugs. He won't bring you chocolate and roses on your birthday. He didn't care. That's why he went to the strip club. Why would he tell me that? And why did I care? My heart had burned at the thought of him being touched and touching another woman. This is bad. So bad.
I brushed my fingers through my hair looking at myself in the mirror. I traced my fingers on my lips, that he had his. My tummy filled with a funny feeling as I thought about our kiss. He was irresistible. His words were smooth, luring me in. «I would stop smoking for you». I knew from previous conversations that his smoking habit was his addiction. Was he serious? OMG, does his heart problems come from smoking? I had told him that!
«Smoking kills you know? » I said and regretted my words immediately.
«It does? » He asked as if he already didn't know. God, why am I so stupid?
«Yeah, each year about 15 000 people die because of smoking» I stated proudly.
I picked up his blazer from the floor checking if he had a mobile, I could use. He was sick, someone had to be here for when he wakes up. I don't think it's okay to drink so much with a sickness. What if he gets worse? The thought alone was enough for me to grab the mobile before I realized that he didn't have a password. Weird. He had several calls from someone named «Diego». Diego! He was the guy James told me about. The one who drove him home when I had fainted, right? Well, I have no other choice. I pressed the button as I held his mobile to my ear. I looked at Lorenzo who was still asleep. The duvet laid lower on his body, exposing his tan chest and defined back muscles. He must work out a lot. I was surprised to see several tattoos on his back too. Is that written in Arabic?
«O MY GOD! Where are you?! Do you know how worried mum is?! Per favore (please), quit your shit. Come home so mum can take care of you. Mi dispiace (I'm sorry) Lorenzo, I was just really angry and frustrated and I fuck- talk! » someone, I am assuming Diego, blabbered into the phone.
«Hi? » I squeaked into the phone and was met with silence. I could her him mummering something to someone in the background, but I couldn't understand the language.
«I am assuming that I am talking to Bella? » he asked to which I nodded. He can't see you, idiot! «Yes! » I said a little too loud, as I heard Lorenzo shift in his sleep.
«Uh, I didn't know who to call. I am in my apartment, Lorenzo is here» I said slowly trying to explain the situation.
«Thank god, I will be there shortly. Bye» he said before hanging up. I bit my lip as I realized that his family knows about this. He did mention a mum, does Lorenzo have any other siblings other than Diego? I am just now realizing that I don't know anything about a man who claims to have me.
"Don't bite your lip like that, if you don't want to be fucked hard" I heard his raspy voice before big muscular arms slided around my waist. I cursed as I realized I was wearing my sleeping robe. My pulse quickened at his blunt words, as I tried to change the topic.
"I called Diego. He is coming to get you" I said pushing him away. He surrendered before backing away as he started taking off the bandages on his face as he talked; "I know you want to get rid of me baby, but first comes your punishment". He was about to rip of the bandage on his hand, before I held his hand shaking my head. "It hasn't healed" I muttered. He sighed loudly, not denying me. He held my hand leading me to my kitchen before he turned around slamming his other hand on the table hard. "Get up" he said as I widened my eyes. "What?" I asked, unsure if I had heard correct. Did he just tell me to stand on my kitchen table? Before I could get any words out, I was lifted from my waist as I squealed. He grabbed himself a chair as he sat right in front of me, as I was standing on the table in my robe.
"Dance for me" he demanded, his leader aura filling up the kitchen.
"What's the occasion?" I snapped back. Did he just think that I would dance for him?! Knowing him, he wasn't talking about a chicken dance. He was much more intimate than that.
"Go back to the strip club if you want a dance" I spat at him as I started getting off the table. The sound of him slamming his, already hurt, hand on the table stopped me. I know he is trying to scare me, but I aint the one buddy. Go and play with someone else. Mama didn't raise no bit*h. Omg, kidding.
"It's a punishment flower. Back on the table" he said too low. I could see him grit his teeth as his jaw was clenched tight.
"I like you better when you sleep" I muttered, but I am sure he heard by the way he licked his lip trying not to let out a smile.
"I like you better when you listen to me amore. Now, dance" he said leaning forward on his chair, resting his face in his hands that were on his knees. He stretched out one hand lifting my robe slightly. I slapped his hand away as I looked down on him.
"No" I whispered, seeing him smirk at my reaction.
"Every mistake has a punishment. What did I tell you about you being mine, huh?" he whispered standing up from his chair. His face came up to stomach, as I was standing on the table. I resisted the feeling in my body that just craved his touch. For him to touch it like the way he had done when he had kissed me. I gasped at his hands glided up and down my legs. I gripped his shoulder as his cold hands came in contact with my skin.
"I don't like the thought of another man being with you" he whispered, lifting up my robe over his head and disappearing under my robe. I shut my eyes tightly as I breathed in and out. This is so wrong but feels so right. He had nearly killed Caleb and is invading my privacy. But I have missed him. My body has missed his touch.
"Lorenzo" I gasped as I felt his head between my thighs. "I missed you" he said softly, his breath touching me down there. I melted at his words as I threw my head back slightly, feeling him leave wet kisses on my thighs. My stomach filled with a warm feeling that wanting to engulf him in. "Did you miss me?" I heard his low and raspy morning voice utter. "Yeah" I breathed out in ecstasy. I opened up my eyes as I looked down at the man who was burying his face under my robe. I couldn't see his face, but I was thankful for that. I would have completely lost it and embarrassed myself. I caressed his head, feeling the material of the robe. I wanted to touch him so badly, without the robe separating us.
A cough broke our "session" as I locked eyes with an unknown man. I squealed before stepping away a little on the table, as Lorenzos face came in vision from underneath my robe. Fuck, he looked hot. His hair slightly ruffled and eyes filled with lust. His chest didn't help my situation, he looked so good. Shut up, Bella!
"Doctor" Lorenzo uttered as the supposed "doctor" looked down at the floor and fiddled with his fingers. My face flushed red at the realization that he had been looking at us. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked him, not wanting to know to the answer. "uhh, long enough" he whispered so low, that I was shocked I even heard him. Is this how people react to Lorenzo?
"You found the house, didn't-"another guy came in saying before stopping abruptly at the scene in front of him. Diego. I recognized him. Embarrassment was evident on my face as Diego smirked at us, as if he knew what just happened. I got myself down the table as all the eyes looked at my every move. Diego and the doctor guy inspecting both me and Lorenzo.
"Good thing I didn't bring mum then" Diego said trying to crack a joke. The doctor chuckled as I looked on the floor. Lorenzo didn't react as he put on his shirt. He wasn't even embarrassed!
"Well, you did bring doctor over here, didn't you?" Lorenzo answered Diego, his face holding playfulness. Diego laughed out loud. "Yeah, seems to me as if he has seen a ghost" Diego said pushing the doctor slightly. I noticed the way Lorenzo was more relaxed among the guys. Were they friends? "Nah, I brought him to fix your hand, but seems to me as if it is done already" he continued looking at me. I smiled at him, too which he smiled back.
«Yeah, but I would still check it out though. Just to be sure» I said, mainly to the doctor. I didn't want Lorenzo to catch an infection because of me.
«Not needed. Let's go, I have things to do» Lorenzo said, speaking with authority. What is wrong with him? Can't he be normal for a little longer? «Tomorrow at 12, I will see you at the cafe» he demanded to me as he turned to face me.
«I'm busy» i said in the same tone, hearing the doctor cough as Diego chuckled.
«I don't-» he started, but I cut him off; «-«repeat myself»» I completed his sentence quoting his own sentence I knew he was going to throw on me. «Yeah, I know, and I don't either» I said moving away from him slightly. «Bye» I said as I looked at his furious face. I ignored him as I looked at the other boys, as Diego smiled at me wildly and the doctor near passing out.
"Diego, are you free tomorrow at 12?" I asked sweetly, batting my eyelashes in his direction. Diego laughed out loudly as he threw his head back. I smiled, knowing that he understood my plan. He nodded before I walked towards my room.
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