Possessive Love, chaotic risks.

3.) "Running away again?"

Once I was done sobbing away in his arms, he wiped away my tears and gave me a side smirk.

"My name is Lorenzo, but you can call me Enzo if you feel comfortable." His deep seductive tone sent chills down my spine.

Enzo, I thought to myself. Not only was he a handsome man, but he had such a sexy name to go with it all. He was trying to talk to me, but I was just fixed in his eyes on how can a man like that be real? Don't get me wrong, I'm beautiful but he looks like God specially made him and took his extra time with him.

"Are you listening?" he said in a serious tone, looking into my eyes.

"Huh? Yeah Lorenzo, Enzo got you." I said, snapping out of it.

He let out a chuckle and shook his head. I began to blush and my eyes went directly to his abs. He noticed me starring and gave me a surprised look and raised his defined brows.

"Checking me out, huh? How about telling me your name first," Enzo said while smirking, then turning to walk into a closet I assumed.

"My name... my name is Naomi but they call me Nomi." I said while getting off bed and walking to the balcony. My eyes stood staring out at the city, realizing that we were on the last floor of this incredibly tall building. Everything from up here looks so -

"Beautiful...... isn't she?" Enzo said while coming up behind me quietly and whispering in my ear.

I felt my body shiver and get covered with goosebumps from how seductive his deep voice sounded. I tried to back up and I accidently bumped into him and felt his "friend" bump my back. I jumped at the fact that I felt his d**k on my back. From the feeling and what I saw earlier, I can tell he knows what he has to offer.

Enzo placed his hands on either side of my waist and held me gently. His nose rubbed against my ear lobe, and I felt butterflies all over my stomach. His cologne filled my nose in such a euphoric way, I was practically melting into his hands. What is he doing to me? I didn't want him to let go, like why would I!? The man is gorgeous!

"The view is also beautiful." feeling his warm seductive voice near my ear.

Was he hitting on me? Did I really just hear that right?

"Yeah... it is." I told him, but completely ignoring the fact he complimented me.

"Can I ask you something?" bowing my head. He turned me around, still holding onto my waist and coming down to eye level with me.

"Of course, you can." his hand holding onto my chin. "What's wrong?"

" Where are my clothes? How did I get into this?" Our eyes met and he gave me a side smirk as he did that. I saw how deep his dimples were. Man, was he a piece of art to look at? "I took them off of you and threw them away since they were already ruined. You were dirty from lying on that floor, and I wasn't going to let you lay on my bed like that." He was straight forward about how he responded to me. My eyes almost popped right out of my head after hearing that he was the one who took off my clothes and, since I had new underwear on and no bra, that meant he saw me naked!

"Like I said, a lady like you shouldn't be wearing that, especially out on the streets." he said between his teeth with a slight growl.

"You undressed me?" I said in a faint voice, ashamed of myself.

"Yes, and I bathed you also. I'm not a monster. I have respect for women." Enzo looked directly into my eyes.

I couldn't really tell what Enzo was thinking. His expression just keeps on changing, as if he was trying to keep one of his emotions on track with the others.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Should I have left you just the way you were? Dirty, exposed, slutty?" He said while getting closer to my face. "No... Thank you." my eyes looked at his lips as he licked them. "You looked beautiful, by the way, every inch of you."

My heart skipped a beat as he said that about my body. The body I have always been so insecure to open up and share with anyone. But he was so calm about it, as if it didn't bother him. Was that a good thing? Or a bad thing?

"How's your head? You keep dosing out on me or are you checking me out again?" Enzo let out a chuckle.

"Oh, shut up, I wasn't checking you out." I laughed at him pushing his arm, but it didn't even move an inch. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms. Enzo took a deep breath while still holding me in his arms.

"Can you... maybe give me my phone... I need to know what time it is so that I can go to work. I appreciate what you have done for me, I really do, but I need to make my way to work so I won't get fired-" I was cut off when Enzo grabbed my chin with a little more aggression this time. His eyes narrowed down to me and as he was about to say something he caught himself. He let out a devilish laugh that made my spine shiver. Why is he laughing at me?

"Enzo what's funny? I seriously need to go." My voice trembled while he stared at me with a pissed-off look in his eyes. "Your phone was destroyed during the whole altercation; I'll get you a new one later. But you aren't going to work, so you can relax, you hit your head hard and, from the looks of things, you aren't all there yet."

Enzo let me go as if he wanted me off of him, he turned his back on me and went right back into his closet.

"Enzo, I don't need you to buy me a new phone, I can do that myself, reasons why I need to go to work."

"Hello? Are you listening to me? Enzo!" I yelled at him, pissed off that he was ignoring what I had to say. I heard a loud bang coming from his closet and he went straight towards me. He put me against the wall and put his hands on both sides, pinning me there. I could hear him breathing heavily, but I was too scared to look him in the eyes.

"You need to watch how you talk to me! I'm not one of your little customers, understand?" his tone was getting more aggressive towards me. I tried to sneak under his arm to get away from him so that he wouldn't see the tears forming in my eyes. "Where do you think you're going? I'm not letting you out of my sight. You could have gotten seriously hurt!" He pulled my arm and I let out a small scream.

"Stop please.... I just want to go?" I cried out.

"I told you already, you need to relax. You hit your head so badly you were out for almost a whole f*****g day! I thought you died for a minute. I refuse to let a woman like you go somewhere after what has happened and be around an environment that was the cause of that situation. So, no, I'm not letting you go. If money is what you need, then I'll give you double or triple of what you make a night. But I'm not letting you out of my sight, understand?"

"Yes... I'm sorry." I gave into him just like that. His words filled my heart with knowing this man cared about me and about my appearance. Enzo cared for me in such a possessive way that, in a way, it turned me on. He was showing a dominant side. I looked up into his eyes and he was already staring at me with a sexy devilish smirk. His hand cupped my face, and his thumb rubbed my cheek, he then turned my face to the side and gave me a kiss on my cheek. He rubbed his thumb on.

"Good girl, now are you hungry?" Enzo asked.

"Yes, I'm starving." I said to him, biting my lip. He shot me a surprised look.

"Food darling food, not me, not yet." He let out a laugh. I blushed at the fact I was caught starring again. But he found it cute and pulled me under his arm before we made our way out of his bedroom. As we left his room, my eyes couldn't help but look around and there was plenty to look at. His home was like a rich person cataloged straight out of a magazine. Beautifully decorated and super clean! Beyond spotless compared to any other male home I have ever stepped foot in.

This was crazy! I am really at a gorgeous man's house who has great taste in home décor. But the craziest part is that I'm still getting along with what he tells me! I don't even know him except that his name is Lorenzo and he rescued me last night. Let's not forget he was also at my job before I ran into the two drunks walking home. Was he stocking me and that's how he was able to help me out?

"Maybe you shouldn't be so stuck in your head. You make funny faces when you over think." Said Lorenzo while picking me up and placing me on the kitchen island. Enzo then placed his hands on each side, leaning closer to my face. I looked down as I began to feel my face turn pink. "It's cute though... But I don't want you getting lost in their babe." Babe? He called me babe. This was probably one of his f**k boy games he likes to play. His smooth talking sounded like he was always used to getting his way.

"You must say that to all your little girl friends or little flings." I said while rolling my eyes and letting out a sarcastic laugh. "Someone sounds jealous." He shot back at me. "Jealous? Who? Cause I know it isn't me. I can't find any interest in you. Yeah, okay as if." What the hell was that? Did I really make a fool out of myself?

Lorenzo held in his smile while gazing at my lips, he began leaning closer to me and I freaked out. I tried to move back a little on the island, but his hands held my thighs down from moving. "Running away again?" his deep tone lowered as if he was about to growl. His lips made their way near the crook of my neck, feeling him breathing slowly making the hair on my body stand up. "Don't worry babe, I'm not going to hurt you. You can relax but I must say that the sexy gown you have on right now is really calling my attention. Especially..." His face lowered a bit to my breast and was almost basically popping out. The top lace near my breast was millimeters away from exposing my n*****s, but as I kept following his glare he was also looking down at my p***y. My dress had risen up when he had placed me on top of the counter.

I reached down to fix my gown when Enzo stopped me. "Leave it alone, you're fine, it's not like I haven't seen what was under that lace ...." he bit his bottom lip "Thong". I could not stop myself from taking a deep breath after seeing him look and talk to me like that. My p***y felt as like I had gotten really wet from his words, his lips, his eyes, that body of his. I really didn't seem to care as much if he had seen me naked. Who wouldn't want to be naked in front of a man like him? Am I wrong to want this kind of male attention?