Drown in me

"Has she been here the whole fucking time." Marco growled as he turned his attention to the men that followed us. "You imbeciles. I told you to search everywhere and you couldn't fucking find her in the most obvious—"

Marcos loud voice made her stir, so I growled out quickly "get the fuck out. All of you." I said as I turned my attention for just a split second to Marco.

He sighed in annoyance, before looking towards Serina for a second and nodding. His eyes flashing with relief, before the door closed and I was alone in the room with her.

I couldn't stop the feelings of darkness that spurred around inside me and My eyes refusing to leave her for even a second, like I feared if I blinked she'd be gone.

I fell to my knees before her, as I placed my hand on the top of her head. "Lorenzo...?" She whispered as she opened her eyes, but I couldn't meet them.

"How could do that to me?" I said, as I pushed myself to a stand and turned my back to her. Trying to hide the way my body trembled.

"What...?" She whispered, her voice groggy as I heard her push herself to a seated position.

"I thought you were fucking dead." I growled angrily as I stared forward at the wall. All I could see was red. All I felt was anger in its purest form.

I was never angry at her, but right now I was. I was.

"What? Why?" She asked, but by the drop in her voice I could tell she remembered "Oh fuck—Lorenzo I..."

"I thought someone came into my fucking room and killed you Serina, while I wasn't home." I hissed as I spun around to look at her "I thought something happened to you. I had my entire fucking mafia searching for you. Yet here you fucking are, sleeping like a fucking child."

"I'm sorry!" She screamed with tears welling in her eyes as she tried to reach out for me but I pulled away. "I didn't think you would—"

Her eyes refracting with hurt, as I stared down at her fiercely, my gaze making her words move to silence.

"Why did you destroy the room like that?" I hissed, as I looked at the expression on her face as I forced myself to stay out of her grip. "What was I supposed to think?"

Her eyes breaking like she came to some sort of conclusion to something.

"I—I couldn't find you, and I don't know! I couldn't think straight." She yelled as her hands shook just about as much as mine did. "You just left!"

"Because you fucking lied to me Serina. So I went to get a drink." My voice came off more cruel then I wanted it to. A part of me wanted to hurt her, as much as I was just hurt In the hours I thought she was dead. "And then you destroy our bedroom for what? Because I wasn't there fucking you? You make me think you are dead, why? Because your mad—"

"Fuck you Lorenzo." She growled with tears, as she turned around and grabbed my blazer to cover herself. Her words silencing me as I watched tears fall down her face as she wrapped her body with my coat.

I knew I went to far, I know.

Even when she is pissed at me, she still surrounds herself with my jacket.

She didn't bring her eyes to me as she bumped me with her shoulder before walking to the door.

"Serina stop." I growled as I turned around, yet she just kept waking. So with quick steps I followed after her, as her hand reached to open the door, I pressed my hand on the door above her head and slammed it closed again

"Go to hell." She cried, a I grabbed her and forced her to turn around. My grip firm but gentle on her shoulders.

"Fuck!" I growled as I looked at all the tears on her precious face, my hand moving to slam my fist onto the door above her head.

She wouldn't even look me in the eye now.

"I thought I lost you," I whispered as I dipped my head low. My body shaking like a leaf as she stood so close and all I wanted to do was pull her skin to mine.

Steal her warmth. Feel her body. Dive deep into her obsession with me.

But I couldn't.

"How dare you speak to me the way you did." She said, as she placed two hands on my chest and tried to push me away.

"Serina I saw your blood and I couldn't think." I whispered, and she stopped for a moment, her eyes shading with the familiar sense of the feeling I described.

She let out a sigh as she placed her head against the door. "Fuck you." She whispered with weakness in her voice. "Seriously fuck you."

"I didn't mean to yell at you." I said, as she looked down at how my hands trembled. "But You terrified me sparrow."

"I-" her voice echoed as she brought her eyes to mine. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I scared you. I wasn't thinking."

"No you weren't." I said, as I pushed myself off her, before I did something I knew I would regret.

But fuck, I just wanted to feel her skin on mine.

"Oh really?" She said "and what were you thinking, leaving in the middle of the night after we fight." She hissed as she pulled the blazer closed to cover my gaze from her skin. "You know a small part of me thought you'd leave."

"As if I'd ever fucking leave you like that." I growled with my arms crossed over my chest, angered even more that she'd even suggest I'd do such a thing. "You know what my first thought was when I saw your blood?"

"You don't have to tell me, I know you won't live without me. I know." She said, as she crossed her hands over her chest.

"I need to be with you so bad Id rather die then wake up the next day without you." I said, and her eyes hesitated as they moved over to mine.

"I-" she started to say, but let her voice fall short. "I was bleeding because I cut my hand on the glass I shattered." She whispered, as she kept shifting her gaze from me to the wall behind me.

Just like she did last night in the kitchen.

"why didnt you just call me? I would have answered." I said as I closed my eyes for a second.

"It was late and I was tired and...and I wasn't thinking straight." She said "so I thought hey? You know where he might be his office. so I came here to wait for you and I fell asleep."

"How did you get past the guards." I demanded an answer,and she eyed me fiercely as she said it.

"I literally just walked out the door." She sighed as she brushed her hair back "I don't have a single fucking clue how no one saw me."

"Okay." I said plainly, and she eyed me with confusion

"Okay? Why aren't you getting more mad? Why aren't you like yelling more?"she whispered as he stepped forward slightly.

"So now you want me to yell at you? Which is it?"I growled, and she looked at me for a second more before she closed her eyes and wiped her eyes.

"I have never felt pain like that before." I whispered,
"I'm not scared of death Serina. Except for yours."

"I know you hate but Don't leave like that ever again" I whispered like a broken man. I knew my previous words went too far. I know it's so fucked up that I said that.

"lover I don't hate you." She said with a tired sigh as she allowed me to take a few steps closer,her free hand pressed on her stomach as she said "I don't hate you, you have to know that."

I only looked at her, at her eyes, and nodded—
"Is your hand alright." I whispered As I grabbed it lightly, bringing it up to inspect it.

"yeah, but it's not the first time I've played with glass." She joked, referring to when she shattered the glass at my base in Las Angelus and tried to escape so many months ago.

"Not funny." I sighed, as I brought her hand to my mouth and kissed it.

"Don't just leave me like that." She whispered, "don't just leave. I...I needed you last night." I finally noticed how sleepless she looked, how stressed she seemed and how her eyes raced like her mind was going to implode.

"We'll do you still need me now?" I cooed, as I brushed her cheek.

"We can be so toxic." She sighed, as she moved forward to rest her head on my chest.

"I know." I whispered.

"But I love you. And I am never letting you leave me." I spoke, as I watched her burry her eyes into my chest so I couldn't see her face. "Hey."
I said, as I grabbed her and pushed her back, just enough so she'd be forced to look at me.

Her eyes were puffy, and her lip trembled. And it looked like whatever truth she failed to tell me last night rested on her tongue.

"I—" she started to say, but lost her words as she brought her gaze to my eyes. "Kiss me." She then begged, "kiss me like you love me." She begged again.

And I finally allowed myself to sick myself upon her, as I grabbed her into my arms and pulled her up so her legs wrapped around my waist.

Forcing her back against the wall as I placed my forehead against hers. "Why won't you be honest with me?" I whispered with a growl in my voice as I unbuttoned my jeans.

"Shut up." She whispered as she forced my lips to hers, her hands pulling me closer as she wrapped her hands around my neck and back.

I felt my eye twitch as her responses, as I pushed her panties out of the way and placed the head of my cock against her entrance as I held her shaking body against my office wall.

"Beg me to fuck you." I growled daggers into her ear, as she moaned at how close I was to plunging myself deep inside her cunt. "Beg me to fuck my lying wife." I whispered, hating the way my chest burned knowing I was right that she was lying to me so frivolously.

"Please! Please Lorenzo I need your cock." She whined so shamelessly, she begged like it was easier then telling me her secret

So with one swift movement. I drove up inside her, her body slamming upwards as my cock hit so deep inside her pussy.

"It—it's so-!" She screamed out an unfinished sentence, with tears welling in her eyes as she held me tightly. My own body shuttering at how far I reached inside her hilt.

My head dipped into her shoulder as I forced her hips to fall down on me with each thrust, the sound of our body's connecting in such a violent way made the room seem to shake.

She was wet, dripping, and she screamed as I slid inside her.

The sounds of my men outside and the constant ticking of the clock In The corner were blurred to my ears, as I listened to how well her pussy took me  inside her.

"Fuck!" I moaned as she squeezed her walls around me, driving me to the brinks of destruction as I held the point of my existence in my arms in such a way that made me want to collapse into nothing.

"Oh god Lorenzo it's so good!" Serina screamed as she clenched my hair in her hands, as I moved over to the couch and sat down swiftly, her body trembling around me as I fit so well inside her

"Tell me who you fucking belong to." I growled as I slammed her down into me, her forehead resting against mine as she too rocked her hips to my movements.

Begging with each whimper for more.

God She knew how to make me lose my mind.

Our chests heaved like we were drowning, and our hands gripped each other like we would die if we were apart. And we would die.

"You know I belong to you. Only you!" She cried with such obvious words, with a shaky voice as she tilted my head away and placed her lips on my neck, biting and kissing my skin, ripping down my collard shirt In order to gain access to my chest.

My chest that was already covered with her claim.

"That's right." I smirked into her ear, as I thrusted up inside her with such force her body collapsed into mine and she stopped her assault on my collarbone to whither into my arms,

"Do you know what I would do, if another man touched my wife?" I spit into her ear, as she sat up and placed a arm around my neck, her fingers diving into my hair as she threw herself around my cock.

Knowing just how I liked it. She always knew.

"What would you do baby?" She asked as she looked into my eyes, hers were primal and greedy, as she looked at me like I was everything.

"I'll slit his throat, and tear him to pieces. Just like I did to that waiter you fucked." I smirked, and she eyed me dangerously.

"He talked to much." She recalled, from when she took that man into the bathroom and let him touch what was mine so so long ago. "And truly I didn't care if you killed him, I just wanted you to drown In The same jealousy I felt." She admitted, as she dragged her hand down my chest with sharp nails that clawed me.

"I know." I cooed as I dug my hand into the back of her hair and pulled it, her neck more exposed to me; I kissed it until she shuttered. "Who would Have thought that you'd become my wife." I smirked, "my property." I whispered.

"Your slut." She added "just like you are mine." She smirked with such satisfaction, as as slammed herself down on me and rode my length like she thought my body belonged to her.

And it did.

"Jesus Serina." I groaned as I placed my forearms against the back of the couch, allowing her to slide along my length teasingly,

"You know your mine." She hummed with heavy and erotic breaths as she grabbed my neck and placed her lips just a fraction of an inch from mine. Teasing me. Mocking me.

"I'm going to cum." She moaned into my mouth, as she sped her pace before I felt her tighten around me as her juices spilt down my cock that rested up inside her still.

She breathed heavily into me, showing me how good I made her feel. "I want you to cum deep inside my pussy Lorenzo. I want to drip with your cum." She begged into my mouth, as her soaking wet pussy moved up and down my length despite how she shook from her orgasm.

"Then be honest with me." I said as I moved forward and grabbed her, and forced her to a stand and turned her around so she was bent over my desk.

"Lorenzo—" she growled, but silenced as I pulled her hips back and drove inside her. She stood up On her tip toes as her legs shook as I pleasured her.

"You are so wet for me, and your body submits like it should—" I smirked as I bent down and kissed between her shoulders blades causing her body to arch into me. "You are so sensitive to my touch, and want my cum to fill you—yet you are scared to tell me your truth."

"It's—It's not like that!" She fought, as she forced herself back into me causing my length to twitch inside her.  Her body shuttering against me only adding to the overwhelming pleasure that blinded me like a mask.

"Then what is it like?" I smirked, as I felt myself drive closer to the edge.

"Fuck I'm going to cum." She screamed, but I only grabbed her hair and forced her up so her back was against my chest that was engraved with her nail marks.

She only gasped at my action, her hands reaching up and into my hair as I fucked her vigorously from behind. just like she deserved.

"Cum." I growled, as her thick ass slapped against my V-line each time I dove inside her. "Show me how much you love me." I demanded with a sharp voice, the kind that would make her doing anything if I said it.

And So she did, her body shaking as she spasmed around me and forced me to my own climax, my cum spreading deep inside her and as I pulled out I placed my hand over her pussy to keep it from spilling.

"Lorenzo." She whispered as she fell forward over the desk and it's papers with heavy breaths, her body thick with sweat and her voice echoing with lust.

"You let me cum in you, but you are still afraid to look me in the eyes when you speak." I growled down into her ear with a husky tone that made her body tighten just as I pushed off her and did up my pants.

"Wow." She growled, eyes echoing hurt. "So You fuck me just to prove your point?—" she hissed as she turned around and looked at me.

No. Serina. No, I would never use you in such a Way

"—huh. Maybe we are too toxic to love each other." She said, and the moment the words came out of her mouth her eyes widened like she instantly regretted them.

"What the fuck did you just say?" I growled. Feeling anger spread inside me like a wildfire.

"I don't..." she whispered as she tried To reach for me. But I once again pulled from her grasp, as I clenched my jaw. Her eyes now terrified as I stared down at her in such a way.

"Then if you think that we are Just that toxic Serina." I growled as I turned around with the ring on my left hand stinging my skin. "Then maybe you shouldn't have married me."

"Shouldn't have married you?" She scoffed, and I could tell she had tears running down her face as She stared at my back. "If I didn't want to marry you then I wouldn't have said yes." She all but whimpered, and it made my heart sting at how hurt she sounded.

"Lorenzo...Lorenzo I didn't mean to say what I did. I was just—just upset." She cried, going completely frantic. She was pacing in front of me. Shaking.

"Do you have another lover?" I growled. Knowing she didn't. But the sneaking out—the lying. I regretted saying it as soon as the words came out of my mouth.

"Are you kidding me!" She screamed in my face. "How could you even—fuck you!" She cried, tears falling down her face. God she was shaking. Holding herself in her arms.

"Serina-" I tried to say. But she interrupted me.

"No, how could you even say that Lorenzo? Do you think I'd cheat on you?"

No. No I don't. FUCK

"No. Serina. Fuck. No. But you are sneaking out. Lying. Disappearing. I don't know what to think.."

"You're the one who left me alone all night! I needed you! I freaked out because you weren't there when I needed to talk to you—"

"So you just leave? Make me think you're gone."

"I had no idea what I was doing!" She growled, while holding her stomach. "I'm literally insane. You know this."

"Then stop trying to feed me bullshit lies." I hissed. "Your the one who always talks about honesty and shit, how much my lying has hurt you." I growled and watched her look like she disassociated completely "What about me? We are supposed to be honest, that's what this is. What we promised." I growled In continuation, while stepping towards her in unease.

She looked pale, she—

"Stop." She said, holding her hand up, and she looked like she was about to faint. "Lorenzo stop for a second." She said, looking at me wearily.

"Serina what—" I began, but stopped, when she turned on her heels and fled out of the room.

I stood stunned for a moment, thinking what the actual fuck, before I followed after her.

She didn't run far, only far enough to the trash bin on the side of the wall. I watched her in the doorway, just for a moment.

Serina grabbed her hair in her hand, before heaving and throwing up into the trash.

I was behind her almost instantly, taking her hair from her, and slipping one of her hair ties I keep around my wrist around her hair. Pulling it out of her face.

She has tears running down her face, as I placed my hand on her back, as she held the sides of the metal and cried.

"Hey. Baby. Hey." I said, as she shook her head

She cried, as she just dry heaved. "I'm sorry" She told me as If she had something to be sorry for.

"Serina. Baby." I said, as she wiped her mouth. She was Breathing heavy and staggered as she stood up straight and threw her head back.

"What's going on?" I asked desperately for the last time, while turning her face to look at me.
Her eyes were red, and her lips trembling.

"Lorenzo I'm pregnant." She cried, and I felt my world stop.