You say love is blind, but that's just some bullshit right there. Cause I'm looking in your eyes, and they're burning fire

Serina POV

My hand gripped my side tightly as I hoped the pain would lessen. Lorenzo's eyes shooting my way every couple minutes like he could sense my discomfort.

We weren't going back to the Penthouse, he said it wasn't safe anymore, he said if I could have escaped it more then once easily then it wasn't safe anymore. He said that 'You are too smart for your own good' though I think that was his nice way of putting 'you do stupid shit for no reason'

"Did he hurt you?" He asked after a little while, as his foot pressed against the gas. We were heading to—well I don't actually know where we are going—but somewhere new. I have never moved so many times before

"No." I said as I brought my hands down and sat up straight, and I winced at the pain but didn't move.

"Lift up your shirt." He said, as he looked my way. Clicking the stupid expensive car into some sort of auto pilot? In a car? I don't know but he did it somehow.

"No." I said as I crossed my hands over my chest. "Look at your own damn stomach creep." I said as I faced away and looked out the window. The big city fading away

He went silent, but I could feel his eyes on me, and I didn't move as I felt his hand move to grip my thigh. His hand rested just under my hip, his fingers drawing circles on my inner leg.
My body tensing slightly, I push myself back more Into the seat.

I turned to face him and I saw the smile that was present on his face. "I have never had pussy as good as yours." He smirked as licked his lip slightly.

"Oh shut up." I huffed.

"Do you know how good you taste?" He smirked again, as his hand lowered teasingly. But I rolled my eyes and brushed his hand away.

"You are so annoying." I bickered, though in my chest my heart was racing. "Now eyes on the road mr, before you kill us both." I said, though I stiffened in my seat as I heard him laugh.

"Oh baby I am one of the best drivers out there." He smirked before he shifted gears and sped up, the slight action causing me to yelp slightly as he glides through traffic effortlessly.

His eyes moving to me every few seconds as he pushes the car faster and faster, while I smile as he rolls down my window—my hair falling into my face, the wind echoing around the car.

I could barely see but I knew he was going fast, faster then I have even driven. This highway was only 110 but he pushed the car almost 4 time that.

His left hand on the wheel, his right hand shifting gears. It's funny how his hands were inside me yesterday.

I watched trees appear out of nowhere, a leaf coming in through the open window and landing in my hair. And when I went to grab it it fell apart and broke into pieces. "Fucking hell." I laughed

Though Lorenzo said nothing, he just watched me, he watched me with a smile on his face. He watched me like he was watching the best thing he'd ever seen.

We stopped at a security gate so fast I flew forwards and almost hit my head on the dash.
Thank fuck I had my seatbelt on, safety first remember.

I pushed my hair out of my face, which probably made me look feral, and by the way the guard looked at me I'm guessing it did. He glanced at me then to Lorenzo looking slightly shocked. Lorenzo gave a stern nod causing the man to back up.

He pressed a button which caused the big metal doors to open. "He looked friendly." I said as I looked Lorenzo's way, he looked to me and said "he was uncertain, you are not exactly like the other woman they are used to me bringing here."

"let me guess are they blond, big tiddy, blue eyed hookers? Is that your type?" I smirked and he looked my way in warning as he parked the car on a big open cement pad.

"And he was confused because I am—well not that." I smiled as I got out of the car, and slammed the door. My smile fading as I look around with a shocked expression.

It was like something out of a movie, one of those military bases with people standing around big armoured trucks. Helicopters and small planes lined up. Trucks loading out drug shipment, and people so scary I wanted to shrink down.

The men where all armed to the teeth, and a bunch of them looked and me and lifted their guns up at me like I was an intruder. I squeaked slightly as I felt Lorenzo come up behind me. The men putting their guns away and adverting their eyes almost instantly like they had seen a ghost.

Lorenzo's hands moving to my hips as he brings his lips to my ear. "You might not be like the woman I have had before Serina, but that's why you interest me." He said

"oh why master, that is very humbling. Thank you for making me feel so much better about myself." I said as I nudged him away, and started walking to the doors.

"Trust me Sparrow..." He said from behind me in a smug and husky voice "you are the most beautiful woman I have even seen." He said loud enough for only me to hear. A smile spreading on my face as I kept walking.

Their were multiple people guarding the door and they seemed to look right though my soul.
"Open the fucking door." Lorenzo growled as he walked up behind me, the door swinging open leading into a big open hallway. Which in turn led to like 30 different hallways.

"Trust me when I say." he said as he placed a hand on my lower back. "You will not be able to escape from here."

"Is that a challenge?" I smiled as he brought me down a hall, then another, and another till we entered what seemed to be A private area.
His eyes meeting mine dangerously as he stood me infront of a large set of locked doors

"If you run Serina I will just bring you back." He said as he walked me till my back hit the door, his hand reaching past me he pulls a key out his pocket and open the door. His eyes staying on mine as he pushed the door open.

"you would have to catch me first." I smirked as I turned and walked inside, hearing the closing of the door I look over my shoulder.

"I would catch you. And I would bring you back, and chain you to my bed." He said as he brushed up my arm.

"Or maybe I'd chain you." I said as I turned without warning. He eyed me as he flicked on the lights, his room was a lot like the previous one—dark and ominous, weapons on the walls that he will have taken down and hidden, black sheets and grey walls.

The paint looks expensive, its practically asking me to eat it off the wall.

"Don't." He said as he closed the door. "I don't get dominated Serina, so don't." His voice was sharp and distinctive, he didn't seem like negotiating.

Though I knew he wasn't the type of man to just submit, he didn't look like that type. He was a dominator, he likes to punish and release his anger—he likes to fuck away the things that haunt him.

Turning to face him I say "Don't what." I say simply as I sit down on the bed, wincing slightly my hand going to my ribs.

He raised his eyebrow at me, his gaze moving from worry to an unsure look. He took a few steps towards me in silence, and kept walking until he was In front of me. His eyes didn't meet mine as he moved me back so I was laying in the mattress. His hands gripping the hem of my shirt, he looks up at me just before he pulls my shirt up exposing my stomach and chest.

My stomach coming into view, his body going rigid as he looks down at the large bruise that covered my left side. His hand reaching out for it he lets his fingers glide gently overtop .

I winced and he looked to me with hooded eyes, his finger continuing to grace my skin with his touch. "He did this." He said not in a question, but almost as if he was speaking to himself. His face still but I knew that inside him he was on fire.

"Lorenzo it's-" I said as I tried to sit up, but his hand kept me down.

"You make it very hard to keep you safe when you constantly try things like this. Serina you got lucky this time, but In this world luck is not what you base your life on." He growled as he gripped my hips slightly, allowing me a chance to sit up—the bed was tall, yet he could stand between my legs and I still had to look up.

"I don't need protecting. And if you hate it so much then just let me go." I said as I gazed at him sheepishly.

"I will always protect you Serina." He said as he gripped my chin in his hand. His eyes burning like a fire, they were mischievous and dominant—yet the colour of his iris's...I saw something in him I hadn't ever seen before, I saw a part of him that I don't think he even knew was there. I saw goodness

Standing up, my legs pressed against the footboard I placed my hand over his on my face. My chest pressed to his he said nothing, but grabbed me quickly by my waist and pulled me closer if that is even possible. He lifted me slightly as he wrapped his hands around me, hugging me.

His chin rested on the top of my head as I pressed my ears against his chest, listening to the beating of his heart. I knew he had one

Though I didn't expect him to hug me like he did, this was such a pure act for him. He didn't say anything, and even if he tried I don't think he'd know. Not that I knew what to say either, I have never been in a situation like this.

I have never wanted to be wanted by a man before, I have never wanted a man to just be mine. I have never cared that someone has slept with other woman, I have never wanted someone to just be mine. But with Lorenzo I do, with him I feel greedy. I feel territorial like a damn animal.

"I have to go deal with Diablo." He finally whispered, though his voice was not as confident as it usually was.

"can I come?" I said as I looked up at him. His eyes settling down to mine again,

"Sparrow-" he went to say, and he didn't even need to finish his sentence in order for me to know what he was about to say.

"You can't keep me locked away in your bedroom for the rest of my life Lorenzo." I said quietly, almost as if I was testing the waters. "Let me at least be somewhere other then alone in here—I hate being locked away." I said again, but with a little more conviction.

He looked at me for a few moments, and in his eyes I could tell he was thinking. "You will behave." He finally said, as he looked at me. He wasn't asking me to behave he was telling me to.

"I will behave." I said with a smile on my face, and he shot me a sideways glance as he turned and walked to big double doors.

With me still pressed against the mattress he opened them, looking back at me and saying "let's go." Lorenzo said as he smirked at me, his one hand holding the door open.

I jumped slightly as I skipped to the door like a child, bursting through the door I smiled. Lorenzo's hand coming and wrapping around my slim waist.

I looked like a child beside him. So does that make him a pedo?

As we walked I took everything in, the walls, the doors, the sounds—the smells. The smells was the most fun, I played a little game called is that the smell of cooking meth or heroine.

But I also noticed the people who walked by, and how the men glanced at me. They all though looked at me like I was some sort of bomb. Waiting to explode right in their faces.

"Why does everyone look at me like that?" I said as we stopped at another door, but this door was nothing like the last one.

This door was big and metal, it was stained with dirt and blood. My eyes went to it, trailing what seemed to be claw marks and indents that dented the material. "Because no woman has ever been down this hallway." He said, his voice stiff as he pulled out a set of keys and sunk them into the doors firm lock.

He gripped the doorknob,turning it—opening up the space. The first thing I noticed was the darkness, and it wasn't just dark it was cold. The air looked still and damp. "What is this place?" I asked as I looked at him, his eyes already on mine almost like he was gaging me to react.

"Go down." He said as he nodded his head in the direction of the darkness, and as my eyes settled I realized that it was downward stairs.

"So you can close the door behind me and lock me in Satan's asshole? I don't think so." I said as I crossed my arms and kept my feet planted.
"You go first." I said right after as I shuttered at the coldness of the dark.

"You are insane." He said as he looked at me, though I thought I saw a hint of a smile creep to his lips. He quickly reached up and pulled a string, causing the stairwell to light up. The wooden stairs and cement walls were giving me serial killer realness vibes.

He waisted no time and went down, only to stop a few steps down to make sure I was following. "Lets go, now." He said sternly, and I looked at him and closed the door behind me. Not before giving him the finger.

"Do not open any doors, do not walk too close to the bars and don't fuck around." He said as he kept walking, with me close behind him as the stairs creaked.

"why the fuck is it so damn scary down here Dracula?" I said as I gripped onto the back of his suit, almost like he was a shield that would protect me from the monsters I knew were lurking somewhere. Because I know they exist, I know there must be some sort of fuckin demon-slender man bull shit out there.

"Because it's a dungeon." He said as he reached the end of the stairs, and waited as I caught up—his hand slinking around my waist again. "What is down here?" I asked curiously, though I felt like I already knew. And I couldn't decide whether I was scared or interested.

"prisoners Serina. Now be quiet, and don't talk to anyone." He said as he pulled us forwards.
Cells like the one I had been thrown in lined the walls, except they had no doors—only steel bars like the ones in prisons.

The air was thick with death, blood and vomit and the sound of rats and god knows what else ran across the floor. It didn't even look like a prison it looks like what you'd think the rooms of hell were like.

"Came to give us a show little lady?" A man hollered as he whistled at me and stuck his hands through the bar to try to grab me while I passed, only for Lorenzo to pull me closer to his body. His eyes moving towards the man, which had now stepped back, Lorenzos eyes growing cold...dark, as he stare at the man.

"Nope." I smiled as I tugged on Lorenzo's jacket to urge him forward, his feet walking again as he looked down towards me.

"he will be the first to go." He growled, his teeth grinding against each other as he clenched his jaw.

"Who are these people?" I asked as I looked around at the people calling out and motioning to me. All trapped behind the bars, they acted like mad men trying to get me to get close enough to grab.

"Prisoners, Bastards who tried to scam me, fuckers from small gangs and traitors."he said in an answer, though the way he said traitor made a chill go down my spine.

"Traitors?" I say. I thought this mafia was all loyalty, maybe not. "Like Diablo?"

"Yes, men who betray my code and my order." He answered as we stopped at the first real door, it was a lot like the entrance door—except more scary and bloody. His eyes going to the door and it's nob.

"Like my brother?" I asked which caused him to shoot his eyes back to me like a bullet.

"Your brother-"he growled as he took a step towards me. "Was a little more then just a traitor Serina."

"Like what?" I asked.

He stared down at me, his eyes flaming like a wildfire. I knew better then to ask about his past, it was clear it was dangerous. But I can't take my words back now.

My mouth was slightly opened, the words off my tongue I looked at him, "I have a right to know Lorenzo." I said as I stood up, taking a step into him. Was this a smart and logical thing to do? Nope

His eyes darkened slightly and his shoulders tensed. "you are lucky you are ever still alive, so demanding an answer from me is testing your luck." He said with anger flooding off him.
His hand reaching the door as he once again grabs out a set of keys.

I'm lucky to be alive? Fine

Grabbing his gun from his pants I take a step away from him, his body turning to my direction his eyes straight on mine. Taking the gun I place it's muzzle on the size of my head,
"Serina." He said as he took a step to me in an attempt to pull the gun away.

"Lorenzo." I said right back.

"Serina enough." Lorenzo growled as he kept his hands up. I saw it in his eyes—it was a type of fear, he knew I was unpredictable, he knew I wasn't scared. He knew that I would pull the trigger just to put my point across.

"how many bullets are in this gun? Should I take my chances?" I said. His eyes glaring at me, though I just glared right back.

"Serina you are fucking crazy." He growled as he shook his head.

"I'm not crazy." I said as I brought the gun down and threw it at him. "But I want you to know that I'm not scared to do what you so badly want." I growled as I shoved past him quickly and opened the door, taking a step in before I was even thinking.

My entire body stiffening at just what was behind lucky door number one.

Question of the day :

Is it hot when a guy moans?

Because those little grunts and heavy breathing, Idk I think it is. But tell me what you think.

Also I want to say holy shittttt thank you guys so so much for all the support! Like you don't even know how much this means to me. Like in school I was so bad at La and my teacher told me I'd never have it in me to be a real writer but to know that people actually are reading my work—I can't even describe how happy that makes me. And as for the teacher it's fine cause we egged his car cause he was an asshole.

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