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“I don’t see myself enjoying anything when I’m in your presence.” I wasn’t going to cower away from him like he wanted.
“I’m sure I’ll change your mind when I bury myself balls deep in that soaking wet pussy of yours.” He pressed a rough kiss on my neck, sucking slightly. “Or should I say mine, since when you’ll utter the magic words at the wedding, every inch of your body will belong to me.” His hand tightened around my wrists he had secured above my head.
“Fuck off.” I narrowed my eyes, but of course, he didn’t back off.
“Carry on with that attitude and I’ll fuck that pretty little mouth of yours until you’re begging for me to stop.” He ran his tongue across the mark he’d left on my exposed skin.
“I never beg, and trust me, I won’t start when it comes to you.” I tried to sound convincing, but the way he spoke to me clouded my judgement.
“Oh, you’ll beg, Ana. You’ll beg me to fuck you, and you’ll cry out my name.” He released my wrists but never once took a step back from me.
“Ana, are you okay?” A familiar voice came from the end of the corridor.
Both our heads snapped in that direction; I had never been so glad to see my childhood friend as I was in that moment. Chad worked for my family since his teens. His parents passed away, and he was left with nothing and no one. So, my father took him in and trained him to be one of his best.
“Can we help you?” Lorenzo maintained our closeness. I could barely look Chad in the eye, who knew what he must think of me right now, standing here between the arms of my so-called fiancé.
“As a matter of fact, you can.” Chad stepped closer to us, revealing his face as the faint corridor lights illuminated his pale complexion. He was dressed head-to-toe in black with his pistol visibly tucked into his waistband. “I think it’s better if you let Anastacia head to her room now, don’t you, Lorenzo?”
“I think it’s better if you mind your own business, don’t you, Chad Williams?” A dick measuring contest had started between these two. Chad had never backed down, but this might just be the first time in this life he’d be forced to. “You seem to forget that Anastacia will become my wife in a matter of weeks, so, she no longer needs you to watch her every move.” Lorenzo now towered over Chad as they stood toe to toe.
“While she’s under this roof, I’ll protect her. We all do, as per her father’s orders.” Chad didn’t cower under Lorenzo’s infuriated gaze, and it only seemed to enrage him further.
“Honestly, Chad, I'm fine.” I was anything but. The thought of being left alone with Lorenzo again caused my heart to pound and not in a pleasurable way.
“You heard her, she’s fine. Now why don’t you fuck off back to where you came from and leave me and my future wife to get acquainted.” My soon-to-be fiancé’s hateful words came out in a low rumble.
“Is that what you want, Ana?” Chad eventually shifted his attention away from Lorenzo and on to me. His hateful gaze had been replaced by one of worry.
“Please just go. I’ll speak with you tomorrow.” He stormed down the stairs and slammed the front door shut.
“I already hate that guy; his eyes have more than just worry for you.” Lorenzo’s eyes were also showing a lot more than he was letting on.
“Don’t be stupid. He’s a friend and one of my father’s best men.” For a split second, Lorenzo let his guard down as I pushed him away and made my way to the corridor towards the staircase that led to my room.
“Are you really going to walk away from me, Anastacia?” My pace increased at his words; I didn’t know why. All I knew was I had to get away from him.
I reached the bottom of the stairwell, then paused for a second and glanced over my shoulder. Surprisingly, he was still rooted to the spot with an intense gaze trained on me.
“I thought you were leaving, or do you want to stay?”
“No, I don’t want to stay, thank you for the offer though.” I refused his offer with a sarcastic smile.
“That’s a shame. I could make it worth your while if you stay.” A low chuckle left his lips as he leant against the wall beside him.
“Enjoy the meal.” I hurried up the stairs, not once looking behind me.
Without further interruptions, I reached my room and closedthe door behind me. I let my head fall backagainst the solid wooden door. Lorenzo was undoubtedly presenting himself in the best possible light downstairs. I pictured him attempting to convince my parents that he'd be an excellent and loving husband. My mother, who had adored him since he was a child, would undoubtedly love everything he says. My father, on the other hand, could be a little more difficult to persuade... he'd question Lorenzo until he was happy, which I'm certain Lorenzo could handle.
I was content to stay here in the comfort of my own room. I’d done what my father wanted me to do: I met him, I played nice, and now, I was over it… and over seeing him again.
Anastacia’s hipsswayed side to side up the stairs to the floor above us. I continued to stand leaning against the wall for a few moments longer until I heard her door close behind her. She wasn’t as scared of me as I’d expected her to be; I expected her to cower away from me, but she continued to hold her own. My cock twitched thinking about her submitting to me sooner rather than later.
I turned on my heel and headed downstairs to where our families were still laughing and joking.
“Is she okay, son?” my father asked after taking a sip of his bourbon.
"She's fine. As she mentioned, she's a little under the weather. She wants to lie down for a while." It was so natural for me to lie. Anastacia wasn't sick at all, she was perfect.
