Lorenzo - Fifteen Year Old Ninety-two days had passed since Lorenzo had captured Tomasso and locked him up in his basement. Aurora had taken her own life exactly ninety-two days after Tomasso and his friends viciously assaulted her.Today, Lorenzo was finally going to grant Tomasso his wish. He was going to die today... Lorenzo stormed into the cell, his eyes glinting with malice as they lingered on the decaying corpses of Carmelo, Tito, and Georgio before finally settling on the man at the center of it all.Their corpses have been laying there for more than two months, Tomasso saw his friends decaying right in front of him, the smell, the insects eating them away, every gruesome little detail. Lorenzo didn't care if he was in the right state of mind anymore. "Today is your lucky day..." Lorenzo said, walking into the space with a big box. Tomasso's body had been so brutally infected that it had started to ooze pus everywhere and it smelt like death. Lorenzo had been providing h
Lorenzo - Fifteen Year Old At night, Dario tossed and turned in his bed, unable to find solace in sleep. He glanced to the side, catching sight of his wife peacefully dozing. He released a heavy breath, caressing his face with one hand while the other gently pushed him upright. An unsettling feeling stirred within him, forcing him to get to his feet.It had been years since anyone so much as gave Carla and her sons a second thought. He had told everyone a lie, a fabricated story about them running away, and everyone had accepted it without question. He had thought he had left that part of his life firmly in the past, only to find it still lingering at the back of his head with dread.He nervously slid off the bed and trudged his way downstairs to get a glass of water, he hesitantly flicked the kitchen light on and poured himself a glass of water before he emphatically slammed the glass back on the counter with an ominous thud. He wanted a new life, he wanted to start anew. Carla and
♕—Delilah I gasped, my heart hammering against my ribcage, "He buried him alive?" Lorenzo's gaze filled me with warmth as I locked eyes with his dark and inviting depths. I nestled closer into his lap, my finger dancing across the shape of his scar. Aching for more, I placed a sensual kiss upon the rough and rugged terrain of his skin, my stomach fluttering at the moment of contact.I gazed into his eyes, feeling tenderness and warmth radiating from them. I could never quite discern what he was feeling - was it amusement, or something else entirely? But there was something undeniably alluring about the mystery."Yes, he got an easy death. If I weren't so mad I would've made him suffer..." he told me as if we were talking about the weather. I ran my thumb along the contours of his cheekbone, "You did it all out of love for your family...""I don't know... maybe I always was a murderer, I think I always had the capacity for violence in me... and they merely triggered it."I sternly as
♕—Delilah Oh, so we're back to concocting our own adorable meet-cute story?"I was ready to give up on my day, with a headache and all, until you came up to me with a proposition for coffee. You cheekily asked me out by offering to buy me another one!""I'm pretty sure you bullied me into getting you a new cup of coffee!"I feigned shock, "No, I didn't but anyways we went to get coffee, and then you asked for my number." His hand ventured beneath my dress before it rose slowly up my back and ever so gently unfastened my bra from beneath my dress. I felt a delightful thrill of anticipation as I pressed myself closer to him.He gave a cheeky nod, "You sure were the one who initiated the conversation first after we exchanged numbers!"To which I smiled coyly and replied, "Oh, that was just me trying to thank you for the coffee you bought me!"He chuckled and added, "And, of course, that's when you asked me out for dinner!"I chuckled, "Yep, I'm a chef at one of the top restaurants in Ne
♕—Delilah Orgasm rocked me, I moaned in pleasure, arching my back as his touch didn't let up, sending me into an ebbing sensation of bliss. His tongue moved in circles around my clit before he sucked on it so hard, his fingers deep inside of me, my mind was in a blissful trance.I wasn't even over my high when his hand landed on my chest and he roughly yanked the neckline of my dress, yanking me into a sitting position, and before I could react, he began passionately assaulting me with his lips. I didn't even contemplate it, didn't waver, kissing him back impatiently and he smiled against my lips."Taste yourself, and tell me, my princess, how a man is not supposed to get addicted to this?" God, how can he make me feel so desirable after I've done so much wrong?We kissed each other once more before he unbuckled his belt. Oh, no, no, no, not here... "Lorenzo, let's go to our room first..." I whispered, clutching his shoulders before I slowly looked back at the portrait. He chuckle
♞—Lorenzo "Just shut up and fuck me..." She murmured softly before sealing her lips with mine, her whole being was a sultry intoxication.She leaned back, her gaze slowly trailing down my body, her lips widened in a seductive smile. Her silken nightdress clung to her curves, revealing her smooth thighs. The bandage around her hand incited a certain guilt within my chest."Did Reyna really do this?" She glanced at the bandage and shrugged, "She wants you..." I let out a dry breath, now I feel like fucking killing Reyna. My fingers caressed her knees as they slowly glided up her thighs, pausing ever so slightly just beneath the fabric of her dress. I leaned in, pressing my lips against hers in a gentle, yet intense kiss; her lips tasted of mint.My left hand nestled comfortably against her hip, savoring the feel of her softness, while my right stroked the area between her thighs, she wasn't wearing any underwear, my fingers slipping between her slick folds and I stroked her clit. S
♕—Delilah I woke up to an empty bed; he had likely already gone off to work. I sighed, sat up, and leaned against the headboard, looking around the silent room. Last night just broke my heart when we had that little argument. Why can't he see that I'm not worthy of his love? Why can't he understand how much I'm hurting him? How can someone forgive all the mistakes just because of how deeply they care for someone else?It will be wrong of me to again take him away from his family. I remember the immense sadness and heartache he had experienced when he had to abandon the Cosa Nostra and his brothers to be with me.I will be gone three days now and it all will be over for me... and for him. I wondered what would happen once I leave, what would Lorenzo do. He lived alone, maybe, he'd start fucking Reyna again. Whatever, she isn't the one filling the void in his chest, he said it was me. Whatever he had with Reyna could never compare to what we have and it never will with any other woman
♕—Delilah I pulled out a cute red dress from my closet. Back home in Onteros, I had always been an abject victim of their conservative choices, forced to wear frumpy dresses that hid all of my curves. No plunging neckline, no sultry choices that reflected my true personality - just dull, dreary dresses that blended into the crowd. It seemed like the royal seamstress had a vendetta against me as she often deliberately ruined my outfits. I threw away all my negative thoughts and slipped into the vibrant red dress. Even though Reyna had bought them, I hate to admit that she had an impeccable fashion sense. I curled my hair in gentle waves, admiring the contrast between my blonde locks and the dress. I swiped on a glossy red lipstick, giving my lips the perfect amount of pout.I was no Princess Delilah, instead, I was just a normal girl who had encountered a gorgeous stranger at the subway station, and now I was going on a second date with them.After tonight, there were only two days