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“Y-yes,” Chad choked out.
“Lorenzo, leave him alone! That’s enough!” I cried as I tried to pull him away.
"Next time you have the urge to touch Anastacia, I suggest you supress it!" He slammed Chad even harder against the railings, clearly intending to leave more than a mark, before stepping away.
Lorenzo smoothed down his neatly pressed black shirt as he returned his attention to me. His eyes momentarily roamed over my body, and I could have been mistaken butthere seemed to be a slight worry hidden deep within them, but like I said, I could be mistaken.
“Ana?” Chad straightened as he whispered my name.
“Fuck off. You have done enough.” Lorenzo took my hand and retrieved the suitcase before tugging me down the rest of the stairs.
Chad’s gaze burned holes into Lorenzo's back. His eyes met mine briefly, but his expression remained stoic; it was as if he looked straight through me, withno emotion other than hatred and anger. I gave him a shy grin, but heneverreturnedit, not even slightly. Once we approached the front door, Lorenzo hurried out to the waitingvehicle at the bottom of the stone steps, Gino waiting with the reardoor open.
“Let’s go, I have a meeting this afternoon.” Lorenzo’s voice was stern and demanding.
“Anastacia, baby.” I turned back towards the front door as my mother rushed out towards me. Her face was still smeared with tears, but she smiled as warmly as she could. "Were you planning on leaving without saying goodbye?" Her gaze darted from mine to Lorenzo's.
“Forgive me, Florence. That was my mistake, I have a meeting this afternoon and I need to get back.” Lorenzo smiled at my mother, who was listening attentively as she clasped his hand in hers.
"Well, why don'tyou get going, and I'll drive Anastacia over to your place soon." With a gentle smile on her face, she patted his hand.
"I appreciate the offer, but I have plans to show Anastacia around the housebefore I have to leave." He kissed my head whilst wrapping his arm around my waist.
This man is giving me whiplash.
My mother kissed my cheek and pulled me into her warm embrace, whispering how sorry she was. I clung to her a little tighter as Lorenzo cleared his throat behind me, and I knew that was my cue to finally let go. I said goodbye and entered the car as he slid into the back seat beside me. My mother wandered inside as the car pulled away, my father nowhere to be seen. As soon as we drove out of the driveway, I knew I was heading straight to hell with the devil himself.
“Why the fuck did you do that to Chad?!” I turned in my seat, awaiting his answer.
But he didn't even look up from his phone as he typed out the message he was so engrossed in.
“Answer me!” I snapped as I snatched the phone from his hand.
“Anastacia, give that back to me now!” He shifted in his seat, his gaze fixed on me.
“Not until you tell me why you did what you did!” I tucked his phone into the waistband of my jeans behind my back.
“Anastacia. Don’t make me ask again.” He licked his bottom lip as his nostrils flared.
“All I hear are idle threats and no action.”
“Gino, stop the car,” he snapped.
“Boss, I don’t—”
“Stop the fucking car, Gino.” Lorenzo roared as Gino pulled down a secluded road, not far from my house. “I’m going to need you to give us a moment.” Gino eyed Lorenzo in the rear-view mirror before exiting the car.
Before I had a chance to say anything, Lorenzo unbuckled my seat belt and pulled me onto his lap, my legs straddling both of his. I tried to squirm free, but his hold was too firm, too powerful compared to mine. His fingers grasped my chin, forcing me to look him straight in the eye. His free hand restrained mine behind my back. He yanked me forward as our bodies collided, his lips less than an inch away from mine before he brought them to my ear.
“What were you saying about idle threats?” he whispered into my ear.
“Get your hands off me.” I shoved his head away with my side of mine.
“You’re the one who started these playground games.” The smirk played on his incredibly beautiful lips.
“Because you weren’t paying attention.”
“And is that what you crave, Anastacia, my attention?” I trembled slightly beneath his touch as his thumb brushed over my lower lip.
