All Chapters of Mafia Men II: Lorenzo's Gilded Cage: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

•Lorenzo - Fourteen Years Old•They never talked about what happened that night... The night Tomasso and his friend broke into their home, dragged them out of their beds and he had his way with Aurora right in front of him. After they were done with Aurora they beat Lorenzo up black and blue before finally leaving their house. After that Aurora locked herself in her bedroom for a whole night. Without taking into consideration his own wounds and agony, he tried to reach out to her, unwaveringly staying outside her door, all through the night. He knew what Tomasso and his friends had done to Aurora, he understood. He had vague memories of his stepfather doing the same thing to his mother. He was ashamed and heartbroken that he couldn't do anything to save his mother back then and now he couldn't do anything to save Aurora. Lorenzo's heart was broken, and he wept all night long, tears streaming down his cheeks. They had been so blissful, his family was perfect, just Aurora had him. An

♕—Delilah I awoke to a deafening stillness and an empty bed. I idly turned to my side, catching sight of the hopelessly crumpled sheets that served as a reminder of Lorenzo's comforting presence. I inhaled deeply, hoping to catch a trace of his familiar scent, but all I could detect was the painful reminder of a time when I was able to delude myself into believing that I am solely attracted to him because of my plan.I flung the duvet aside and pushed to my feet. I made my way to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before turning the shower on, and setting it to hot. I rested my head against the wall as the hot water poured off my body. I hate this... I used Lorenzo's soap, his shampoo, and everything I had been using since I got here. I smelled like him all the time, if that wasn't the most painful reminder of what I had done then I don't know what was. I really thought it'd be easy making someone like him fall in love and then ditch him but, boy was I wrong...He was the one who

♕—Delilah I kept staring at the bandage, I don't what was happening to me. It annoys me when he gives me attention but it also annoys me when he doesn't. I don't know what I felt when he took Reyna's side over me. I wanted to scream out, slap her or him, and throw a tantrum but instead, I cried and ran from the scene like a coward. I'm not a coward... »Does he know that you're strong and resilient and brave?«I remembered what he said about me... Strong, resilient, and brave...I'm strong, resilient, and brave...I wonder what Jack thinks of me when he sees me. Does Jack think I'm strong and brave? Does Jack know that I scratch my face a lot when I'm nervous? I didn't even know that Lorenzo had noticed all these little things about me. Did Jack too notice everything? I sighed as I looked out the window, I was sitting on the window sill watching one of the men who are always patrolling the gates feeding the vicious hounds. A fond memory of Lorenzo and I came flooding back to me a

♕—Delilah He placed his forehead against mine, lovingly cradling my face in his hands as if he couldn't bear to let me go. With a soft inquisitiveness in my voice, I asked, "Tell me more about her?"The gentle breeze wafted in through the open french doors, enveloping us in peaceful silence as we held each other close."I don't talk about her to anyone..." he answered. I wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly becoming aware of how familiar our proximity had become. Astonishingly, what had started as an unpleasant experience had slowly yet surely morphed into something more, "I'm not just anyone... Am I?" I nuzzled my face into his chest because I know I can't face him when I say the next words, "Your secrets will be safe with me because I'll be gone in four days, and if papa doesn't kill me first, I know I will do it myself..." He yanked back fiercely, a menacing glare on his face, his body language noticeably showing his anger. "You won't..." I smiled at him, shaking my head, "

Lorenzo - Fifteen Year Old. One year. Tomasso. Georgio. Tito. Carmelo. Lorenzo was consumed by the burning desire for vengeance every night, mulling over countless schemes to exact retribution. He was relentless in his obsession with these four particular names.He relentlessly toiled on himself day and night, with a sense of purposeful vengeance. He was no longer the lanky fourteen-year-old boy, instead, he appeared much older for his age. His shoulders had become more muscular and powerful, his biceps were of an impressive width, and his strength was phenomenal.He tracked each of them relentlessly, meticulously monitoring their whereabouts at all times. He sought vengeance on the strongest one first.Tomasso... Lorenzo was aware of his destructive habits, Tomasso frequented brothels, playing poker, placing bets, and indulging in drugs during the nights when he was not at the brothels. Lorenzo hired an escort and paid her enough money so, that she'd help him. Lorenzo sat in th