YELENA
I woke up to the sun streaming through the curtains and kissing my face, I felt so warm, and so comfortable, wrapped up in the embrace of the silk like duvet.
It smelt like cinnamon and spice, but not only that, it smelt like a man, this duvet was, interesting to say the least.
But then the haze of sleep cleared from my eyes and I began to see things more clearly.
It was not the duvet embracing me, but rather a man, a very fine man, that's for sure.
Then it dawned on me, Lorenzo was in my bed, Lorenzo, was embracing me, he was shirtless, and I was wearing only a shirt, no bottoms.
In moving around at night, my shirt had ridden up, and and my panties were in full view.
So many things were running amok in my mind, Lorenzo was in my bed, shirtless, did he...did we...
I couldn't take it anymore, so I did the logical thing to do in that situation.
I screamed. Loud.
LORENZO
I awoke to a shrill, exceedingly loud scream, well no, it was more of a shriek, like that of a Banshee.
I opened my eyes, and met the eyes of a flushed Yelena, her shirt had ridden up, exposing so much, and leaving nothing to the imagination.
I pushed down, unwanted thoughts of her, and that body, but mainly I pushed them away.
"Morning, how'd you sleep?"
"Morning? Morning?!"
"Yes?"
"Lorenzo, explain to me, what the hell you are doing in my bed?!"
"Sleeping, I presume that is what one does in a bed, though granted there are other things we could be doing in a bed."
She slapped me across the head, I probably deserved that.
I didn't mean to tease, as I knew what she meant, but I couldn't help it, seeing her flustered was a sight, an entertaining one.
"That is not what I mean, why are you sleeping in my bed?!"
"Did you...Did we...Please tell me we didn't-"
"Have sex? No we did not, though we did do something else-"
"What! What do you mean?!"
"I'm joking, I'm joking, though I just barely stopped you from flashing me."
"What?"
And so I relayed the events of last night to her, as well as what Raphael told me went down at the bar.
The more I spoke, the more horrified she looked.
However, when I got to the events of the bar, I lost my cool.
"What the hell where you thinking Len?"
"Getting that drunk, wandering away from the sights of Raph, do you just love putting yourself in danger?"
She looked apologetic at first, but then she seemed to grow angrier by the second.
"Why do you care?! It's none of your business what I do, you do not care about me!"
"For fucks sake Len!"
"Do you truly believe I do not care for you?! I fucking burn for you, the thought of another man touching you makes me want to set him and all of which he loves ablaze!"
"I care for you Len, deeply, I want to see you happy, I want to protect you, I'd die for you, I'd kill for you, I'd watch the world fucking burn for you."
"I appreciate your sentiments Enzo, but if you truly cared for me, if you truly wanted me to be happy, you'd let me go."
"Len..."
"Rest assured, I do not have a thirst for danger, I just needed to let loose."
"Let loose?"
"My father summoned me in to the Petrova household, he wants to give me away to be betrothed, because he wishes not to die, before he gets grandchildren."
"Len..."
"He became quite...firm, ever since my sister died."
"I do not have a partner, so he is going to marry me off to someone, and my freedom, not that I had much of it left to begin with, will be gone."
"I will be no more than a random mans wife, having nothing else to my name."
"I will not let that happen."
"Enzo-"
"I will NOT let that happen Len!"
"Well there is nothing you can do, nothing I can do!"
"But what if there were?"
"What are you suggesting?"
"A pact, we put aside our differences, I go with you to your parents home, and you introduce me to them as your fiancé, if we make them believe that you are partially betrothed at the very least they may get off your case a bit"
"Lorenzo that is absurd."
"I would be concerned if you found it otherwise."
"It will not work, my family are not a bunch of fools, you can easily coerce or trick."
"Not if we make it believable."
"Enzo..."
"Well the choice is up to you, so you need not chose it, unless of course you'd rather be married of to a random Joe, whom you do not love."
"I do not love you."
"Yes but they do not know that."
"I understand why you would be skeptical, but I don't think you have that much of an option."
"Even if we do this, one meeting with them will not be enough to convince them, tyou are famous, and quite impressionable-"
"Thank you-"
"Not a compliment."
"Very well."
"As I was saying, you are famous, they will do their research on you, this is the first anyone would have heard of you with a fiancé."
"Well yes, but we can say that I wanted to keep it private until the marriage-"
"Marriage!"
"Which there will not be one, unless of course the future has other plans-"
"There will not be one!"
"Fine, fine."
"As for the future?"
"You accompany me to public events, galas, fundraisers, just so we can be seen together in public eye."
"You are quite cunning."
"Formidable I know, I am a mafia don after all."
"Oh well, we shall discuss further details at the breakfast table."
"Very well."
"Good, now get out!"
"Fine, relax."
I left her room, but called up Raph.
"Raph, the man who attacked Len, at the bar, bring him here, you may have dealt with him, but I need to do my part."
I think Raphael could have sensed my bloodlust even through the phone because he seemed unsure before he finally responded.
"I understand."
I cut the call, and headed to my room.
No one touches what belongs to me.