ponytail with the hair elastic that I kept on my wrist. I guess the exercise is good for me , I reasoned as I strode through the lobby to the large glass doors leading out into our bustling city.
At least I would have a fantastic story to tell when I got home to my roommates. I could just imagine Ava’s face rapt with attention and excitement as I recounted my meeting with an infamous mob boss. Riley would probably hug me and sympathize with the ordeal I had survived today and then we would all change into our pajamas and watch a movie together in our shitty old apartment that we loved so much. It would be heaven after the emotional rollercoaster I had been riding all day.
A strong hand clamped down on my shoulder. I gasped and whirled around, coming face to face with Lorenzo. A tornado of emotions crashed through me as I looked up into his perfect face. Anger, at how he had treated me and what he had put me through today. Sadness, at my unrequited feelings for him. Fear, at what he might do to me. Desire, for him to take me right then and there against the building in the middle of the damn sidewalk. Fuck. My pussy was out of control. I stepped backwards, shaking my head at him.
“Emma, wait...” Lorenzo implored, his voice pained.
He strode forward and grabbed me around the waist, pulling me to him. Our lips crashed together and I felt sparks firing from our mouths. Hot, searing, burning need pulled me towards him and my body didn’t resist. I felt my small curves melt into his hard, ridged body. His muscles moved fluidly, tensing and flexing as he pulled me closer, and closer still.
My lips parted and a small, strangled moan escaped. No. This is what I promised to avoid. He is trouble. My mind was yelling at me but my body didn’t care. All it wanted was him. I could feel his erection grinding into me through our clothes and I was ready for him to take me right there, where everyone could see.
Lorenzo’s hands danced over my body, gently tracing my curves and squeezing the soft swells of my hips. He clutched me to his insanely expensive suit. I could feel the sharp cut of his abs, even through the tightly woven fabric.
“Emma…Emma…” he groaned against my lips. His tongue gently prodded into my mouth, exploring, tasting. I felt the heat inside me growing hotter and hotter and I thought I might explode. No! Stop it! My brain screamed at me. I closed my eyes and tried to shut out the voice of reason shouting in my head, but it would not be silenced.
“Wait!” I gasped, pulling back reluctantly. The haze cleared from my mind a bit and I remembered all my prior resolutions. “What the hell are you even doing here, Lorenzo? You got me messed up in something I never wanted. Not to mention, you just basically told your dad I was some slut you just wanted to bang and you never want to see me again.”
All my indignation came flooding back. I was angry with myself for giving in so quickly, for letting him kiss me. Lorenzo Romano was an asshole, and a dangerous asshole at that. I planted my hand on my hip and waited for his explanation.
“I know, Emma. I’m sorry. I don’t deserve to have you hear me out, but will you? I have something important to tell you and I can explain everything.”
His gorgeous face looked so forlorn and dejected as he stood in front of me, looking plaintively into my eyes. As much as I wanted to tell him to get lost, I knew I couldn’t. Lorenzo was like a drug to me and I knew that I would never be able to say “no” to him, no matter the price.
“Alright,” I agreed. “I’ll hear you out. And this better be good.”
Part 3:
Heir Apparent
He looked like pure sex. I shouldn’t have been thinking that as Lorenzo stood in front of me, about to tell me something important. Maybe he would finally explain why he didn’t mention that he was the son of the biggest mob boss in the city before he took me