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I don’t see who it is but I’m grateful he is around.
“Fuck off,” the drunkard says.
A fist connects to his face without warning. He lets go of me instantly.
“Adriana?”
I stare up to see a familiar face. This must be a nightmare.
“How?” I pause for a moment. It doesn’t look real. He isn’t real. I hope he isn’t. Do I really though?
“He had his fucking hands all over you,” he says, pissed.
I walk back away from him, stunned. But mostly shocked. I thought no one would ever find me here.
“Adriana, fucking answer me.”
After having felt that moment of gratefulness though, I’m filled with an instant surge of irritation. My eyes narrow as I clench my jaws tight, shooting icy glares at him.
“Stay the fuck away from me!”
I run into the clubhouse, full of disbelief.
The realization hits me hard and the stupid music does nothing to distract me.
My past is crawling back to me and my worst nightmare is here—outside.
Alessandro is here.
Chapter nine
Alessandro
“Adriana,” I say firmly as she disappears into the club.
I can’t decide what gets me angrier as I watch Adriana run into the club. Her swollen lips from fucking kissing some cunt or the man who had his hands on her.
What the fuck did that asshole do to her? Why the fuck did she let him touch her like that? It makes my veins boil with a dangerously uncontrollable rage.
What is this woman doing to me?
In my world, I can’t afford falling for a woman. It is a weakness taken advantage of. I always have girls throwing themselves at me left and right, but it is always just sex for me.
Until Adriana… Adriana-fucking-Gustavo. The daughter of my worst enemy alive. Fuck!
I told her, too, that it was just sex and it was what drove her away for the second time. But I cannot lie to myself anymore. Deep inside, I know I want her; I’m obsessed with her.
I was the fucking first to take her virginity… to claim that innocent luscious body of hers… and when I think about it, about any other fucking man tasting her, it makes me want to cut their tongue out and balls off.
Nobody touches what’s mine. He wouldn’t ever lay his hand on anyone else.
“SON OF A BITCH!” I shout at him at the top of my lungs.
I connect my fist to his jaw hard. He grunts in pain as he loses his balance and falls to the ground. He spews some blood mixed with saliva on the ground.
I kick him hard in the groin, then on his face. He spits out more blood as he tries to crawl away, yelling.
I press him flat on the ground with my foot, pushing the heel of my shoe into his body. He groans in pain again.
