CLAIMED - Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Bella woke up by feeling something wet between her thighs. She shot her eyes open and leaned on her elbows to find a head of brown hair peppering kisses on her thighs. She laid down again, looking at the ceiling. Lorenzo had woken her up several times throughout the night to have his way with her and Bella was left wondering how he had so much stamina. She pulled away his head softly, but he only pushed her closer to him. He had waited a long time for this and was not planning on letting her go today.
"Lorenzooo" she dragged out his name, caressing his shoulder. He was too occupied and only hummed in between the kisses. The vibrating sent a shiver down her spine, to which she lightly bucked her hips forward into Lorenzos face. He chuckled at her, holding her panty by the waistline.
"You aren't going anywhere today, amore" he said before pulling her new panty away. Without any more words from his side, he used his tongue to separate her folds. Bella moaned again, urging Lorenzo to continue his act. It was only after another session that Lorenzo pulled away and smirked at her. "I couldn't be your first, so I had to make sure I am your best" he said, standing up and making a bath for her. he went back in the room to see a struggling Bella trying to stand up with her wobbly legs. he chuckled at her, to which she huffed jokingly. "I am sore" was the only thing she said pouting, before Lorenzo picked her up and set her in the bath. They both did their daily routines and split up to their destinations. Lorenzo dropped Bella of at James and went to the office.
While Lorenzo was busy torturing guys in the basements of his office, Bella was discussing her trip to Rome with James. "Ali won't be able to come with us because of work, but I asked his cousin Adam and he is up for it" James told Bella, while looking at himself in the mirror with a bright green shirt. He twirled for Bella, to which she shook her head quickly. "You look like a cucumber" she told him before checking her phone to see no messages from Lorenzo. When she looked up at James, he was already grinning at her. "You like him, you bitch" he said, grinning from ear to ear. Bella laughed as a blush covered her cheeks. "OMG YOU ARE BLUSHING!" he shrieked out to which Bella threw a pillow at him. "Stop!" she hissed at him, but he laughed loudly.
"But tell me, how was the sex?" James asked seriously, when he was done laughing like an idiot. Bella gasped and looked at him shocked. "how did you know?!" she asked him, watching him flip his non existing hair; "You don't normally walk like a turtle babe". Bella hid her face in his pillows, hearing James ramble on and on about how thick and long he expected his penis to be. Bella blocked out his speech and blurted out something she had been keeping to herself. "I like him. A lot" she said, looking back at James. He clapped his hands excitingly, jumping up and down before seeing a frown on his best friends face. "But I shouldn't. he is a killer James. All my life I hated the person who killed my parents and now I am fucking a killer. Literally." Bella told him, with sincerity. James smiled softly, sitting down beside her. "Look babe, I understand that this is tough, but listen to your heart. You told me that he had reasons to why he did what he did and that's good. He isn't an evil killer, going around and killing innocent people. No, his rivals are in this business too. It is their choice Bels. If Lorenzo makes you happy, go for him" he advised her, taking off his shirt. Bella nodded at him, smiling; "He makes me happy James".
"Enough of the sappy talk. Did you tell him about our trip?" James asked with furrowed brows. Bella smiled sheepishly, earning a light push from James. "I am a little worried Bels. What if something happens? Khalid did tell you to hide" he spoke with a low voice, as if someone could her them in this empty apartment. Bella shook her head at him. "If "they" find me James, I will have a better chance at meeting Khalid" she spoke holding his hands. James clutched her hands and smiled, knowing what she meant. "Oh, and Adam is a bodybuilder" he said, winking at Bella.
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Lorenzo sat in Bellas living room, in his expensive suit. His hair was parted and slicked back to perfection. His tan skin was glowing, and his cologne was lingering in the whole house. His intimidating eyes looked at Bella who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, biting her lips and avoiding eye contact. The sight of the million-dollar mafia man in her colorful living room, was too much for her. Lorenzo stretched out his arm, pulling her to him. she was straddling him now, still not looking at him.
"Are you okay, amore?" Lorenzo asked, wondering why she had called him over at this time.
"iamtravelingtoRomeintwodays" she breathed out, looking at him. He was silent for while before sighing lowly. "You are leaving for Rome in two days" he repeated, testing how the words tasted on his tongue. And they tasted shit. Bella nodded at him, watching him close his eyes. she could see how he was restraining himself from going off.
"with?" he asked her, looking at her intently. "James.." she answered, kissing Lorenzos cheek, in hopes that he wouldn't question her further. However, Lorenzo was smarter than that. "And?" he asked, hearing the hesitation in her voice. She pecked him on the lips this time, proving Lorenzos thoughts right. She was hiding something. He pulled her away slightly, looking into her eyes. "And?" he asked her again. Bella knew that he would find out anyways and decided to tell him the truth. "And Alis cousin, Adam" she told him truthfully, seeing him shift from underneath her. he fisted his hands, not knowing that Bella saw his knuckles turning white. Instead of going off at her, he decided to walk out before it was too late. He was jealous and he knew it. The thought of jealousy didn't sit well with him.
Lorenzo pulled Bella back and stood up from the couch, but before he could walk away, he was stopped. Bella stood in front of the door, blocking his way. "You can't just leave like that" she told him. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked her, punching the wall beside him, watching Bella jump back. "I knew you would be like this" she answered, still not budging. "Oh, wow. So, this is my fault? You know what, go to your trip and enjoy your dates with him" Lorenzo seethed at her, walking towards her. "What is your problem?!" Bella screamed at him, using her hands to push him away from the door. he didn't budge the slightest. "My problem is that my woman is fucking traveling to another country with a man she doesn't even know!" he seethed back at her. "I know him" Bella lied through gritted teeth. "Yeah, tell me something about him!" Lorenzo screamed at her, scaring her even more. He didn't even look recognizable. His eyes were completely black. "He..he..is" she stuttered, watching an evil smirk plaster on his face. "He is what, Bella?" he asked her, saying her name as if it was a punishment. "He is Alis cousin. Older than me and James. He is a sportsman..." she trailed, choosing lighter words. She knew he would flip if she had said that he was a body builder. "Which sport?" he tested her, trapping Bella with his hands on either side of her. "A- a- bodybuilder?" The answer came out more as a question. Lorenzo chuckled darkly, pushing a strand out of her face with the knife he had in his pocket. Bella closed her eyes, holding on to his shirt tightly. "The day after I fuck you senseless, you tell me that you are traveling with another man and staying with him. The day after you tell me that you are mine as much as I am yours, you tell me that you didn't want to tell me for a reason I don't understand. What am I supposed to think about that, amore?" he whispered the last sentence in her ear. Bella breathed in and out; "I am still yours" she said, earning a chuckle from him. "I know. You don't have any other choice" he taunted her, to which she pushed him back. "Green doesn't suit you Moretti" she spoke, breaking from his hold and walking off to her bedroom. Lorenzo was pissed to say the least and was not done. He followed her into her room, watching her sit down on the bed. "You are not going" he told her for the last time. She turned away from him, laying down on the bed. Lorenzo cussed in Italian, not knowing what to say or do. instead, he slammed the door closed and whipped out his gun, deciding to go to the warehouse where Marco had news.
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The whole familia was sitting in the warehouse, waiting for Marco. He had told them that he was finding a good time to slip out of the eyes following him and everyone had told him to be safe. Lorenzo had agreed, he had spent eight years trying to find his brother. He wasn't about to waste that because of his impatience. The women were in the kitchen, bickering about the party. He had heard Bellas name in the mix but pretended not to hear. He had expected this chatter and deep within, he wanted them to talk about her. It would be easier for her to talk to the girls, if they knew about her as his. The men talked about business, but Lorenzos mind was stuck somewhere else. Had he been too selfish when he had denied Bella? Is it normal for her to travel with another man? How would she react if he was to travel with another girl?
Sara walked out of the kitchen and to the men, setting plates of fruit in front of them. Lorenzo knew that she had a habit of randomly bringing fruit for them and he smiled at her in response. Sara smiled back and patted his shoulder for him to walk behind her. he did and stopped in the kitchen with all of the girls.
"Where is Bella?" she asked him, handing him a glass of juice. Lorenzo gulped it down, sparing time to think about what he should say.
"At home" he answered; his face completely blank.
"She is beautiful, son" His aunt spoke from behind. Lorenzo nodded, hearing the girls giggle and laugh at his shyness.
"Invite her over, silly. This is a familia get together. Your woman should be her" Sara spoke reasonably. Lorenzo knew that she was right, but he was sure that she wouldn't listen to him right now.
He scratched his neck looking at the elderly woman. They saw his condition, sending all the younger girls out and closing the door.
"Shoot" His aunt spoke, crossing her arms.
"nothing. I don't want her here" Lorenzo said, opening his mouth so Sara could feed him the fruit she was holding in front of his mouth. He secretly liked being babied by Sara. it gave him a feeling of having a mother figure in his life.
"Pfft, please. I have seen how you follow the girl like a lost puppy" Sara muttered, earning a laugh from his aunt. Lorenzo scoffed at that; "Please, I don't give a fuck about what she does" he muttered, getting angry again at the thought of her with another man.
"I smell a relationship fight, Sara. what do you smell?" his aunt teased Lorenzo, who rolled his eyes at them. "I smell...hmm.. Delusional. Oh, that's weird. I thought my son was smart" Sara answered her, picking up another apple holding it to Lorenzos mouth. He let Sara feed him, thinking about Bella. Suddenly his phone vibrated again, and he pulled it out quickly. His happiness was short lived when he saw that the message was from Scar. The ladies saw as different emotions flooded on his face and then looked at each other in agreement.
"If she is ignoring you, you must have done something bad" Sara spoke, taking his phone from his hands. He sat down and nodded at her.
"Is it bad that I don't want her to travel somewhere with another man?" he asked them, not looking in their eyes.
"No, but have you given her a reason?" his aunt asked, this time.
Lorenzo shook his head at them, seeing Sara set his phone in front of him.
"Well, communication is key. Tell her why you don't want her to leave and be truthful to her and yourself. You like her, son. You more than just like her. tell her that you are jealous of another man taking your place in her heart. And then, you let her speak. The end decision is hers. If she likes you back, she will come back to you" Sara spoke caressing his back. She was happy for him, because she had seen the love in his eyes. She had been so worried that he wouldn't find love, but he had. Sara kissed the top of his head, the door opening wide.
"Capo, your fratello is here"
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"They have declared the war, Lorenzo. He accepted your deal" Marco spoke loudly. Loud enough for the whole warehouse to hear. Even the ladies were present, this was a big moment for them. Marco was about to be free and theirs again. However, they were scared of the lengths Lorenzo was willing to go.
Lorenzo chuckled darkly, looking up. "He isn't just willing to meet up and hand you over, Marco" he spoke reasonably. Shrugging of his blazer and standing up. "We have something he wants" he continued looking at everyone.
"What may that be?" someone spoke from the gang.
"We will have to find out now, wont we kid?" Lorenzo asked, looking at the boy who had spoken.
"What have you found out about them until now, son?" Their uncle asked, looking at Marco who looked exhausted. The guilt was eating him up and looking at Lorenzo didn't help him. His brother had changed, and he didn't like it one bit. He could have changed this, if he had been a man enough to take over the responsibilities. Instead, he ran away and found himself in bigger trouble. Now, he can't live without the mysterious gang, forcing him to do their dirty laundry. He honestly just wanted a break to cry, but the time was tight.
"He is Persian and is mostly like an alpha without a pack. No one has seen him in the gang, he is unknown. The people who work for him, earn a lot. So, he must be filthy rich. No parents, or not that I have heard of" he trailed of, his voice strained.
The whole warehouse was silent, looking at the ticking bomb in front of them. The huskiness in his voice revealed the sorrow he was trying to cover up. Everyone's head was held down, as if they were witnessing a funeral. But maybe it was, Lorenzos younger self was saying bye to the older brother who was never there for him. Lorenzo also heard the same but looked away.
"Oh, his name is Khalid.." he spoke again before his voice broke. "I am sorry" he whispered to everyone. Liquid entered his eyes, as he stared at the gang who looked down. Suppressing the hurt and betrayal they had faced. "I know it was my fault. Everything is. I was selfish and scared, so I ran. I didn't think about you or anyone" Marco continued looking at Lorenzo. Lorenzo stood there numb, not being able to talk. "If you have it in your heart, please forgive me. I don't expect you to, but then again you aren't what I expected" he finished, walking out. He rubbed his eyes on the way and sniffing loudly. Their aunt followed him out, but everyone else were stood still. They looked at their capo who had saved their lives and treated them as familia. The boy who had to grow up too fast.
"Khalid" Lorenzos tongue spit out as if it was poison. "Find out more about him. We have a mission to focus on" he spoke with power radiating through his voice as he walked to the warehouse. He was midway when he trashed his phone to the wall, seeing it break in front of him.