I call her the devil cause she makes me wanna sin and every time she knocks I can't help but let her in

Lorenzo POV

Water trickled down my back smoothly, as I watched her; still fast asleep in my bed. I left the bathroom door open, so She'd know where I was if not because of the sound of the shower.

Her one leg was up higher then the other, while her thumb brushed her bottom lip. Her eyes fluttering ever so slightly as she slept, the golden yellow light pouring in through the windows onto her bare back.

Her hair was an absolute mess, and I laughed as I watched her twitch ever so slightly.

Turning away I face the stream of water, washing the soap away from my body. I heard the sound of the bed creaking, but I didn't say a word.

She was going to try to sneak up on me, and I smiled and looked down before I turned. Just as she stood on the other side, a tired smile on her face.

"What are you doing up so early?" She yawned, by the look in her eyes I saw how tired she was. Yet the hickeys that covered her body told the tails of why.

5:48 Am, and we only finally slept at 4. We'd been busy before that.

I drifted my eyes down, as I watched her body carefully. Just as she smiled and opened the door.

"Marco called me." I said as I grabbed her hand and brought her close to me. "Said it's urgent."

I watched her roll her eyes and I sighed. "Don't be angry with him sparrow." I said, yet she'd be mad at anyone whenever she wanted. "He missed you."

"He yelled at me." She pouted. "If he wants to be my friend again then I want him to fucking apologize."

I sighed and tilted my head back, as she pushed past me and picked up the soap. Before I watched as she washed her hair and conditioned it.

I didn't say anything as I watched her, as she rinsed out the soaps. Her hands speaking body wash over her skin. A sigh of wanted pleasure coming from her lips. "Are you going to just stand there?" She smiled, as she didn't bother to look back at me.

"Yes." I smirked, as I opened the shower door and stepped out.

"No sex for you tonight." I heard her say softly with a smile, as I watched her revel in the warmth of the water.

"I have to go, I don't have a choice." I said as I dried my hair, trying my best not to get distracted by her wet naked body that was just meters away from me.

"You sure it can't wait a few minutes?" She said with seduction pouring from her words, and I could feel myself get hard just imagining fucking her again. And again, and probably again.

I loved her for her, I loved her for who she was—but her body sure was a good fucking bonus.

I sighed with a smile and she huffed. "Fine." And I watched as she turned the water off. "Then I'm coming with you."

"No." I said almost too quickly. My voice stern.

She opened the door, grabbing a towel and drying herself. Not saying a word again, until she walked up to me and dropped her towel. "I am not going to sit in our bedroom for the rest of my life." She growled, as she slammed her hand on the counter and looked at me. "I can't live like that anymore. I won't." She said, with about as much fury in her voice as ever.

I looked down at her, our eyes fighting. I contemplated everything that could go wrong in my head, and every scenario where she could get hurt.
Yet I looked at her, and knew nothing would hurt her more then locking her away and throwing away the key. "You will not cause problems." I finally said, my voice holding no room for discussion.

Knowing my beautiful spiteful sparrow, loved to cause problems, I loved how reckless she was.

Her face lit up happily, her eyes brightening. "I promise." She smiled, "I changed my mind, you do get sex tonight" she joked, but I knew she wasn't really joking.

And I watched as she skipped away and into the closet. "You have 5 minutes then we are leaving, so hurry your ass up." I said, as I brushed my teeth before following her.

she smiled as I walked in, looking at the lingerie she'd slipped on. Dark red, two pieces, so easy to rip off.

Smiling as she looked around the closet, she picked up a back dress—long and sexy. "This encompasses my mood today." She smiled as she held it in her hands "how'd you know my size?" She smirked, as she motioned to all the clothes I had bought her on her side of the closet.

"I know everything about you. And you better put clothes on over that before I rip it off you." I grunted, as I pulled on suits pants, and a white wife beater. Before buttoning up a white dress shirt.

she smiled as she pulled her temptress dress up and around her hips. "There." She smiled, as she walked over and put on heels, leaving her wet hair dangling down her back.

"Gorgeous." I said, as she walked up to me just as I pulled the suits jacket over my shoulders. Her hands grabbing the tie from mine, she loops it around my neck.

"I know." She smiled as she brought her lips inches away from mine. "And you clean up quite nicely yourself." Serina spoke, just as she tightened my tie.

I smirked as She walked away from me, walking back out into the bedroom. "When we get back I'm going to fuck you—" I said, and she bit her lip in response. "—Now lets go, before I change my mind and chain you to the bed frame."

She sighed at my words, her back moving so it was against the wall. "Or you could do it anyways."

Opening a black safe I grab my gun, tucking it into my pants. "Get your ass downstairs." I sighed in frustration, feeling my dick press up against my draws as I wanted nothing more then to have her hands claw down my back as I pleasured her.

But whatever Marco called for, whatever he sounded angry for. Whatever he say couldn't say over the phone—that needed to be delt with first.

"bitch." She smiled as I moved to her and grabbed her hand, before walking her out and down the stairs, before we went out the front door. Her heels clicking like a echo.

On of the guards looked at her, his eyes praying down her body. He was younger, yet fit. His hair sandy brown, and he watched her like she was his to watch. I felt my arm tense, as I reached from my gun, yet she gripped my arm and looped her fingers around mine.

"I'm going to kill him." I said, as I helped her into the passenger side of the Ferrari, before I got into the drivers side.

"You can't kill every man that looks at me." She said, and I knew she was right. If I killed every man that noticed her beauty I'd have to kill half the population.

"If someone even speaks to you when I'm not with you—" I said, as I reached into the glove compartment. "I want you to call me." I smirked as I handed her a phone.

She shot her eyes to mine, and I don't think I have ever seen her more happy.

But I trusted her, with everything I have I trusted her.

"There are three numbers, only three. Mine, Marcos and Biancas. This phone has a tracker in it, that only goes to me, even if the phone gets destroyed. So even if it's broke. Keep it with you." I said and she squealed in happiness as she kissed my cheek.

She bounced in her seat as I handed it to her, and she smiled so brightly I fell in love with her all over again.

"Can't wait to watch porn on it." She smiled, and I knew for a fact she wasn't joking. I eyed her in warning as the engine roared loudly, before I sped quickly out of the long driveway.

The roadway came quickly, cars not even close to passing us As I speed over the speed limit. Serina smiling as she leaned back into the seat.

"So what does Marco even want." She asked with a sigh, breathless.

I looked her way for a moment, though her eyes were still I could tell she was hurt by what Marco had done. I had asked him to convince her to leave, and that was something I never should have done.

He loved her like a sister, and she loved him like family—and by the look in her eye I knew it hurt her when he spoke to her the way he did.

His parents died In a car accident, 22 years ago. His sister, killed not long after. She was upset about what she chose to do, upset that he almost lost her.

I moved my hand and gripped her thigh, squeezing it slightly. The long black dress has a sensual slit in it, that gave me access to her skin.

"He didn't say." I admitted "just that it was important." When he called—I don't think he has ever sounded so angry, so revengeful.

She huffed before putting down the sun blocker, so she could see herself in the mirror on its back. "How long do bruises take to heal?" She sighed, rolling her eyes as she touched the dark yellow bruise around her eye ever so slightly.

It was smaller now, yet you could tell that It had been black and blue days ago.

"You are gorgeous." I repeated.

"You said that already." She smiled lightly, as she grabbed my hand and kissed it every so slightly, just as we pulled into the drive of my Las Vegas base.

It was smaller, yet it was the most heavily guarded building in the entire state.

Marco was waiting on the grey cement pad, his arms behind his back. Serina Eyed him quickly, before looking back to me. "He looks like he wants to kill me."

he looked mad, furious. He looked vengeful. Marco walked up to the front of the car beside me.

"Let's go." I said plainly, and a man came quickly and opened serina's door for her And I watched Serina smile, that flirty little smile. "What a gentlemen." She mocked, before pushing him out of the way and walking back to me.

"Marco." She nodded, not saying anything else. A few people watched, waiting to see what he'd respond.

"Serina." He said, almost coldly, not looking into her eyes like he knew he couldn't. And I watched her face drop, her eyes filling with sadness before rage.

She closed her eyes for a second, like she was going to not cause a scene—

"What the fuck is your problem." She growled silently. That's my girl. "Why are you being such a prick?"

Marco just looked my way, eyeing me with daggers.
"We have an issue." He said, as he cut her from his view. She pushed out a breath before looking to me, and I nodded, and she shook her head before walking away, making sure to bump Marco with her shoulder as she left.

He closed his eyes, sharply, as he returned back to a normal stance. Her ass swaying as she walked towards the door, as I motioned one of my men to follow her.

"She will hate me anyways after what I tell you. Hell she'll hate us both." He growled, and I instantly felt anger fill me.

No, I won't let that happen.

"Spit it out Marco." I said furiously now.

And he looked back, making sure she was far enough away before he spoke.

"Satan is alive. And he's coming for her."

shit this even surprised me. Damn, this could be bad. I didn't edit, so sorry, not really.

Also life kinda sucks right now, and I'm sorry if I seem bitter, I just am really stressed and I don't know what to do.

Xoxo — AbigalKnightly