The Devil's Justice

LORENZO:

I walked into the room, but it was completely dark, signalling that Mark hadn't arrived yet. I hung my jacket on the nearest chair and made my way straight to the fridge. My stomach was rumbling with hunger; I hadn't had a chance to eat since last night during my trip back from Texas.

Thankfully, I found some leftover chicken and rice in the fridge. I heated it up in the microwave and sat down at the kitchen table to eat. As I took my first bite, my mind wandered to Anastasia again. I couldn't help but wonder what she was doing at this moment. Was she okay?

I knew I shouldn't be thinking about her with all the matters at hand, but there was something about her that had me captivated. She wasn't supposed to be on my mind, but damn, she consumed my every thought. I tried to shake her thoughts from my head and focused on my meal instead. Last week was hectic. I didn't even have time to reach out to Mark to find out about Anastasia's whereabouts. I sighed. The chicken and rice tasted good, and it was a relief to finally have something in my stomach.

Texas was nothing Like Boston. There were a lot more mysteries hidden within and I need to find out very soon. But out of everything there was only one, I couldn't shake off from my mind.

I couldn't sleep, couldn't get Ana out of my head. Her deep, ocean-like eyes were fixed in my mind. Looking through me. Her beautiful smile and her beautiful face made me want to fall into them. But I have missed her smile. Her beautiful eyes and her voice. I have missed her. I tried to resist her charm, I really did. But there was something about her that drew me in, no matter how hard I tried to fight it.

I was not as white and pristine as her. There was a lot about me she still had to find out, and even though she had intrigued me from the beginning, I tried to resist, not wanting to tarnish her. But she was a determined woman. The more I tried to push her away, the more she came towards me like an irresistible force.

I extended a fork in the road, and she, with unwavering resolve, chose the path of my presence. And now, it marked the conclusion of my plausible dominion and the birth of an uncharted chapter. Beginning of something she would never be able to avoid now.

Knowing that she is willing to give herself to me is another kind of satisfaction. On the rooftop, when she chose me, it made me realize how much I wanted to claim her as mine so that nobody else would dare to even look at her again. Her trauma, her sufferings, her pain—I want to take it all, and in return, I want to give her everything she ever dreamt of.

After the meal, I set the bowl on the kitchen counter and followed it to my bedroom. It was cold and empty, certainly devoid of the warmth I craved. Anastasia. 

It had only been a few years since I set foot in this town, and yet, so much had changed while so much remained the same. Restless in my bed, memories flooded my mind, stirring up emotions I hadn't felt in years.

During my childhood, I had always been fascinated by bikes. Finally, in high school, I acquired one of my own. The freedom of riding it was unparalleled, and it was during those rides that I felt truly alive. But those rides took on a whole new meaning when Anastasia joined me. Something about having her on the back of my bike filled me with indescribable joy and contentment.

My life was a whirlwind of responsibilities and challenges at the moment. There were ambitious plans to execute and mountains to conquer. However, instead of focusing on my grand schemes, I found myself lost in thoughts of a girl—Anastasia. But she wasn't just any girl; she was beyond extraordinary in every sense. Her eyes were the deepest blue of the ocean, filled with so much curiosity and innocence that I wondered how many men she could have wrapped around her finger.

A single thought of her being with any other made my blood boil in anger. Any hands touching her would end up buried under six feet. And knowing that someone had touched her only fueled my fire.

I am not an insecure person, but something about her always intrigues me, from her little laughs to her reckless yet bold nature. I had never met anyone quite like her before, and my mind was consumed with thoughts of her.

Every fiber of my being reacts to her presence, a force that overwhelms me and leaves me powerless. She has this power over me that makes me want to drop to my knees and worship her. And yet, at the same time, she inspires me to fight tooth and nail for her, to challenge the world and conquer it, all for her sake.

Yet, I fail to resist myself from thinking to unalive other men for being so close to her. Ben. I hope she knows that he is a flirt. And David, I know they have a long history, and I will gladly wait to make it remain only in history. 

Just for the right time.

I haven't told her yet how much I want her. How much I ache. But she and I both need time before I finally claim her and she accepts me as I am. And I am willing to give us that. Because in the end, I know she will be mine to be trapped. Her soul, her body, her smile and everything else with be fucking mine as much as I will be hers.

But before that, there are a few situations I need to handle. So I will let her run wild until the day I tame her.

"Ugh... I need to stop thinking about her," I groaned as I shifted in bed. It was almost one a.m., and I was still awake. I thought It would be easy to control myself. But it isn't. Not until I am sure she is safe and fine.

I need to see her.

I miss her unique ocean-blue eyes open and staring at me. I know she likes me. And that makes me want to smile every time. But I also know something more. David's infatuation with her. Knowledge of that had made me jealous enough to burn him down alive. But the only thing that had kept me on a leash was the look in her eyes. She was too deep in shit right now. A lot to discover. A lot to fight.

Oliver, Mia, and their team are lethal, and to take them down, she won't be enough. There are bigger threats, much bigger fish in the sea. For the past years, they have terrorized Preston. But finally, it's time to make them pause.

And for that, I would need Anastasia.

But as much as I know she is an asset to me, she is also a liability. I don't want Mia or Oliver to target Ana like they did Mark. This time, I will get the ninth member of the Falcon group out.

And in this fight, she is not the pawn. Instead, she is the queen.

And I will gladly watch her win.

I knew Anastasia wasn't mine to claim. Not yet. But I am sure that one day, her eyes would only search for mine, that she would find comfort in my presence. I will be the one thing she'll be desperate to hold on to.

I hated it when I saw how close she was to Ben, David and other men. How she smiles when she is with them. For an instant, I wanted to kill them right in front of her and then make his lifeless body watch as I claimed her mine.

But as twisted as I am, she was my light. I wanted her light. And just not by forcing it in my way.

One day piccola, you would choose only me. One day.

"Urgh!" I groaned again, frustrated by my mind. I stood up, walking down to the fridge once again, to drink some water. My mind was preoccupied with Anastasia, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was losing control. I needed to clear my head. Get a grip on it. These jealous thoughts are diverting my original...

"I see you are still awake." Mark's voice startled me. "Someone being distracted lately."

"Mark?" I frowned. "What are you doing up this late?" I asked bewildered. I checked my watch to be sure. It was late. "Where are you coming from?"

As Mark entered, he updated on the past week's incidents in the town one by one, from Gweneth's arrest to Ana's attack. "How is she doing now?" I asked. 

"Much better," he replied. She is a strong girl. "But she's been looking for you."

I know she would. I know she missed me as much as I missed her. And I will let this ignite for some more time until we meet again. Until her body only reacts to me the way I want her to be. But the real question is where is he coming from so late? "Did you just return home now?"

He smirked, throwing his car keys to the kitchen top before coming over towards me. "Do we have any leftover food?" he asked while looking over the kitchen and then the fridge. He looked tired, yet he looked radiant and clean as usual.

I squinted my eyes at him with a growing grip on my face. he's been up to something. "Why does this place smell like sex, brother?' I asked teasing him. "It's unlikely to see the monster hunting for foreplay rather than his prey."

He only gave me a cheeky smile, before taking the bowl of food, I saved for him. "Just like how you smell like a jealous man, brother."

"Mmm, someone being distracted!" I retorted, mimicking the favour.

He turned around replying, "I wasn't distracted Enzo." There was a hint of offence in his voice then after. "I could never be distracted."

He walked away from my side to the table, chewing on his food as he spoke, "I found an interesting lead today."

Raising my brows, I inquired, "Which is?"

He looked up at me, a smile dancing on his lips as he launched into the details. By the time he finished the details and his meal, suddenly, his phone rang, and Lara's name flashed on the screen. For a brief moment, his eyes twitched.

He put the phone to his ear and answered, "Hello?"

"Are you free right now?" The voice on the other end inquired.

Mark's gaze flickered towards me, a battle raging in his eyes. I didn't dare utter a word.

"Where?" He simply asked into the phone.

After disconnecting the call, he finished his dinner, grabbed his car keys, and left once more. I knew that whatever he was about to do would have a significant impact on Lara, and I couldn't help but worry that this might, in turn, hurt Ana.

"Just so you know," I began hesitantly, "Lara is a good girl."

He paused by the door, not turning around to face me. "I didn't know she paid you to persuade me."

"She didn't."

"Then I assume you've developed some feelings to persuade me for her? Didn't think I'd see the great playboy playing the part of a good boy."

I remained silent. He left as quietly as he had arrived, leaving the house feeling empty once again.

As he walked by, I felt confused. Confused about losing control over myself. Something was terribly wrong with me, and the fact is, I couldn't control it even if I tried hard. The thought of Anastasia with David still lingered in my mind. 

But now that I've decided that she is mine to be claimed, I think, I need to fix it. Soon.

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A/N: What do you think Lorenzo will do now? 

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