Chapter 6

* LORENZO*

She moved her hand away from mine and took a step back, looking at me, "I think it's normal, I don't even know who you are, and my brother won't be long in coming back, he's quite protective, and he told me not to talk to anyone,"

I listened to what she was telling me. Still, I couldn't stop looking at her, intoxicated by having her so close to me, her scent, her body, everything about her, was too much, and I wanted it; I needed to possess her, but I remembered what her stupid brother had told her.

That she would return with her future husband, over my dead body, I will let someone else have what I now recognized as mine, and she, Fiorella, is mine.

"Fiorella!" I said, looking at her and seeing how she reacted with surprise when she heard her name from my lips.

"How do you know my name?" she asked in surprise.

"I know everything about you," I said, moving closer to her.

The distance between us vanished, and my arm went around her waist, pulling her to me; she did not stop looking at me. Her body was tense; I took the cup from her hand and deposited it on a nearby table.

I caressed her cheek and looked at those beautiful lips, "I think ...... I.... better go.... Fabrizio......" she said, stuttering and too nervous; I loved how her body was trembling.

"Why don't you let me worry about your brother," I said, smiling at her.

I got closer to her face and felt how she let out a sigh when my lips touched hers; I couldn't wait any longer. I had to kiss her, but it wasn't a possessive kiss. Still, a deep, intense one, I could taste her full lips; I pulled her body closer to mine to hug her tightly.

When I pulled away from her lips, she was breathing heavily. I looked into her eyes, "I don't want you to worry about anything or anyone; you don't know who I am, but my word is the law in Italy, and as long as I am here, you will be treated with respect, let me worry about the rest" I said caressing her beautiful face.

She looked so surprised; her innocent face drove me crazy, "I don't understand; why would she do anything for me," she asked me, confused.

"Because no one messes with what is mine," I said, looking at her eyes that were the window of her innocence; even though she had the body of a mature and very sexy woman, deep down, she was innocent and how I would enjoy stealing that innocence from her.

"Now, if you are feeling better, I would like to ask you to dance with me," I said, and her eyes widened wider than usual.

"I don't think it's appropriate, my brother told me........." she replied, but before she finished, I interrupted her.

"Shhhh...Fiorella!!!, what did I just tell you" I said, asking her to repeat my words.

"That I didn't care about anything or anyone, I know, but it's that Fabrizio......" she kept talking, anyone else in her place, I would already have him on a stake for not obeying me and making him have to repeat my words, I hate having to say things twice, I am the most important Don and my word was the law before everyone.

"Little girl, I don't like to repeat what I say twice; you'll learn not to make those same mistakes."

"For this time, I'll let it go; your brother is the last thing I'm worried about

; he's the one who should worry about not being on my wrong side; I already told you I'll take care of him."

"If that's all you're worried about, then there's no stopping you from indulging me in what I'm asking of you."

I took her hand tightly between mine and smiled at her; she was a little shy, but she didn't refuse; on the contrary, she was quite submissive, and I liked that about her already.

We both went back to the living room; I had her close to me without leaving any space between us; I wanted everyone to see how I was claiming her as mine, whoever dared to see her with other eyes in front of me, I would not hesitate to take out my gun at this instant and blow her brains out.

I saw Camilo as I approached the track and told him to come closer, "After this song, we are leaving; I want you to be ready with the car at the main entrance," I told him without Fiorella noticing an accent, and he followed my orders.

I stopped in front of her, and my arm went around her waist, bringing her closer to my body; her chest was close to mine, although she is smaller, her face was almost to my neck, she looked as beautiful as a porcelain doll in my hands, delicate, fragile and mine.

The song started, and she let herself be carried away by my rhythm; I placed her hands on my neck so I could hold her; she had a shy smile and looked around us, nervous; I'm sure she was worried trying to locate her brother among the people and waiting for some reaction from him.

Without further thought in my mind, I already had the perfect plan, while one of my hands was on her lower back, with my other hand I caressed her cheek and guided her head to rest on my neck, I felt her a little tense, but she didn't resist.

I could feel her body relax, her breathing was slower, and I knew she felt safe in my arms, and why wouldn't she feel that way? My plan was working. I could see how the people around us started to murmur; it was exactly what I wanted.

Our bodies being so close to each other, with such familiarity and knowing that this was her first appearance, would leave no doubt that there was some relationship between us.

I leaned close to his ear and said almost as a whisper, "Are you feeling better,."

A smile came across her face, and she still had her eyes closed when she answered me.

"Yes, I think I feel calmer, thank you."

"I'm glad; sometimes family can be a hindrance or jerks; I tell you that I have experience in that."

We kept dancing and having her so close to my body; I was getting so hard, it was impossible not to inhale her delicious scent; her perfume was driving me crazy, my hands were caressing her back.

And she made a sound that I could bet was a moan, which made me so hard.