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I straighten up and walk toward him. “Only as long as this really is the last time I see your face.”
“Who would have imagined Little Miss Annoying would have asked for my help. One more thing. Pass me that cloth.” He points to a folded chamois in the trunk, the sort used to polish a car.
“What? Why do you need that?”
“Do you have to argue every step of the way? I said fucking give it to me,” he snarls.
“Fine!” I pick up the chamois and pass it to him. The second his hand closes around the fabric, his expression morphs from annoyed to menacing. As quick as a snake, he shoves the cloth into my mouth all the way to the back of my throat.
I’m gagging when he rips a piece of duct tape from a spool he’s pulled out of nowhere and slaps it over my mouth. Then he grabs a zip tie from his pocket and tightens it viciously around my wrists. He’s so fast I’ve barely struggled for one breath in the time it’s taken him to completely disable me.
“Idiot. You practically kidnap yourself.” Lorenzo grins and shoves me into the back of his car, straps me down and slams the door.
I lay on the floor of the Mercedes making angry buzzing noises in the back of my throat and kicking the side of the car.
I was nearly free. I was so close. Youasshole, Lorenzo.
Chiara, you fucking idiot.
The car door slams, the engine starts and we’re moving. These are probably my last few minutes on earth and I’m spending them being humiliated and murdered by Lorenzo Scava.
Ihatehim.
Sometime later, the car descends as if into a garage and he turns off the engine. The back door opens and Lorenzo unhooks the straps and hauls me over his shoulder. I can’t see anything but his back and his heels as he walks along a concrete passage. A familiar concrete passage. Then we’re going upstairs, and then up another flight of stairs. I thrash about, trying to dislodge myself from his shoulder, but he holds me tight.
I’m set on my feet in a carpeted room and Lorenzo rips the duct tape and the chamois from my mouth. I stare around, trying to see where I am at the same time as I try to get some moisture back in my bone-dry mouth.
“This is your compound, isn’t it? What are we doing here?” My eyes land on the bed over his shoulder, and I realize we’re in the master bedroom.Hisbedroom.
Lorenzo gives a smile that could make an angel scared and horny at the same time.
My stomach hollows out and I back away from him. “Oh, no. No, no, no. Not that. Notyou.”
“That pussy of yours is causing trouble. Or should I say—that virgin pussy. I’m going to do everyone a favor and make it mine.”
I start to shake in fear. No one hates me more than Lorenzo Scava and he’s going to make this as brutal as possible. Then, he’ll throw my battered body down in front of Cassius and Vinicius and they’ll turn away in disgust.
Ruined.
He’s going to utterly destroy me so they don’t want me anymore.
Lorenzo pulls his T-shirt up and over his head. He moves slowly, the muscles of his stomach and biceps rippling. There are tattoos across his torso and down his arms. His eyes are burning with the same twisted delight as they were the night of my seventeenth birthday.
He’s going to make me suffer, and he can’t wait.
I turn and run for the door, but Lorenzo merely steps forward and wraps an arm around my waist.
My back is pressed against his scorching naked chest and his lips are against my ear. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way.”
“Fuck you. We both know you’re going to make this horrible for me.”
“Ah, sucks to be you, princess.” Lorenzo scoops my hair away and goes for my throat.
Hebitesme.
I suck in a panicked breath, braced for pain.
Lorenzo nips my throat with his teeth, and then opens his mouth wider and bites me again. Not hard enough to hurt, but I feel every tooth in my delicate flesh and his breath heats my skin. Lorenzo buries his fingers in my hair, stroking up the nape of my neck over the spot where he cut me, as if the marks are fascinating to him.
