Mia’s pov It took a few long seconds for me to get my bearings together, and as soon as I did, I realized a lot of things at once.Which were firstly; I was on top of Lorenzo, splayed out on top of his body, and secondly, I could feel all the hardness of his body underneath mine, that even the hard surface of his stomach burned the skin of my palm through the material of his shirt.Thirdly, my face was a few inches away from Lorenzo’s in this state, and before I could even think, I let out a startled squeak and attempted to pull away from his grip at once.The grip he had on my right wrist prevented me from doing that, along with his second hand sliding across my waist to pin me against him and color flooded my cheeks at once in the next moment.My heart was pounding super fast and it was unnerving for me to keep staring into Lorenzo’s eyes in this position, and so I tried to avert my gaze, choosing to focus on the exposed skin of his throat, which I realized almost immediately
Lorenzo’s pov As I watched Mia flee, it took everything in me to not go after her, like she was a prey who was edging me towards some kind of mock race.I let out a harsh breath and glanced down at my hand which had been wrapped around her waist minutes ago and I clenched that hand tightly as a low curse slipped past my lips.Her waist had felt ridiculously tiny in my grip, that I wanted to shove her shirt up to come in contact with her warm skin but had to stop myself from doing that after a moment’s rethinking.She had felt so damn good on top of me, a welcomed, pleasant, warm weight that I didn’t want her to ever get up.I knew I was already in deep than I even realized, which isn’t a good thing at all.I had long established the fact that I wouldn’t be able to kill her like I had planned to, despite how much I want to. But, lusting after her wasn’t what I was supposed to be doing. I should instead be looking for multiple other ways in which I could still make her father p
Mia’s pov As I carefully climbed down the stairs, I made sure to be as quiet as possible. It’s past midnight and I’m currently creeping towards the kitchen because I couldn’t ignore the hunger pangs any longer.The last meal I had was the one Lorenzo had forced me into accepting, right before the weird encounter between us had taken place. After I fled the sitting room once I was able to; I made sure to remain in my bedroom throughout the rest of the day, because I didn’t want to come across Lorenzo no matter what. The large wall clock in the sitting room clearly read 12:26am.It’s quite late, and I’d have been fast asleep by this time on a normal day.As I made my way into the kitchen, my stomach began to growl at once. I knew there wasn’t any snack or easily prepared food laying around in the kitchen, I can tell because I’ve thoroughly turned the kitchen around the two times I had been forced to prepare breakfast. The only reason I’m here right now, is because I had hop
Mia’s pov As I descended the stairs, the smell of food being cooked wafted into my nose, shocking me out of my bones and prompting me into hastening my footsteps until I was standing in the doorway of the kitchen.I had woken up about an hour ago and took a lazy shower before finally leaving my bedroom and starting to feel hungry.A middle aged woman is in the kitchen right now, moving around in the kitchen like she belonged in it. She had an apron on and looked like she knew what she was doing right now, telling from how nice the food she’s currently preparing smelt like. Moments later, she was heading towards the sink when she noticed me. The shock had been clear enough, telling from how she jolted before hurriedly bowing her head at me in respect.“Good morning, ma’am.” Her voice was raspy but pleasant to the ears as she spoke and I felt taken aback instantly at the respectful title in her greeting, knowing damn well that she had definitely mistaken me for someone more imp
Mia’s pov When Lorenzo came down for breakfast, he barely glanced at me twice, and I wasn’t sure of what to make of that.The fact that he isn’t paying attention to me right now is supposed to feel relieving and pleasant, which is why I’m unable to place my finger on the meaning of the weird feeling bubbling in the middle of my chest.It’s been two days since I last set my eyes on Lorenzo.The last time we both saw each other was that night in the kitchen when he had returned from somewhere in the middle of the night, whereby I had made myself a bowl of cereal after being unable to fall asleep on an empty stomach.The days that had followed that midnight, I had been glad that Lorenzo hadn’t come to call on me to come prepare food for the both of us, and I had been pleased that he left me to myself. I spent those two days eating snacks and food that didn’t require me to turn on the gas.I had thought that was how I was going to be living the rest of my life seeing as he left to
Mia’s pov As I watched Lorenzo leave, a scowl settled on my face. He hasn’t even bothered to inform me of where it is that I’m accompanying him to, so I’d know what to actually dress in.I scowled down at my plate, slowly losing the interest to keep on eating my breakfast now that my mood has been ruined. With a long sigh, I pushed my chair back and rose to my feet, and then I began to clear out the table at once. After making the first trip to the kitchen, the chef hurried out along with me and hastily began to assist me with clearing the rest of the table.“Was there something wrong with the food, ma’am?” She asked once the table had been completely cleared and we were both in the kitchen, standing across each other.I felt taken aback and instantly began to shake my head.“What? Why would you think that?” I asked in shock and she gestured to the counter behind me where the reat of the food was splayed out on.“I noticed you didn’t eat yours well, and same with the boss
Mia’s pov Once the dress pooled around my feet, it took a few moments for me to step out of it because I was trying to get my bearings together. My heartbeat has accelerated and my face felt hot enough to fry an egg due to how much mortification I’m currently feeling.I could feel Lorenzo’s eyes on my back, on the curve of my ass in the flimsy underwear I had worn beneath the dress. I hadn’t worn a bra underneath the dress, which is why I’m still yet to turn around to face him.I swallowed emptily while wondering if he expects me to turn around and walk over to the closet with my chest completely bare while he’s in here right now, but as the train of thought was still going on in my head, the sound of his footsteps retreating echoed around the room, tugging me out of my thoughts at once.Next, I heard the familiar sound of the closet getting opened and I felt a weird feeling settled in my stomach at the thought of Lorenzo finding what he wants me to wear tonight by himself.Becau
Mia’s pov After the heads up Lorenzo had been considerate enough to give me, the little bravado that I had managed to muster, completely crumbled at once. I bit on my bottom lip while glancing around. Lorenzo was still situated beside him, a glass of untouched drink in his hand while his second one was still firmly pressing into the curve of my hips like a searing iron. I puffed out a small breath and tried to get my bearings together. A few stutters kept going on around me, which is indication enough that our pictures are being taken at different intervals by the press, and I’m sure Lorenzo wouldn’t be pleased one bit should I appear anything but confident and in my element, in the pictures.As I worried my lips once again, I wondered which unfortunate person– or people is going to be Lorenzo’s prey tonight. Someone walked up to Lorenzo and whispered something into his ear, in which he gruffed at before giving a tense nod of his head right before the person disappeared into