Three days have passed and Alita has not set her green eyes on Lu. Not even once and she is happy she didn’t. Well, Rocco did make sure to come three times a day bringing her food and telling her things that would make her laugh. She was not allowed to peep out the room much more than stepping out.
And that’s suspicious.
All she would do is get up and look around the room. She would check for new things she didn’t notice before just as how big the room is.
It was even on that day that she found out how big the room his, His bed could contain seven of her without complaint. The wardrobe looks bigger than her kitchen same as a smaller cabinet to it, it felt like it leads to another room that a person can call the ‘Island of designers wears’.
Call it snooping, Alita loves it. At least she would make a proper plan to escape and make sure she reports his ass when she gets to the police.
The washrooms looked like they had never been used. The bathtub and the closest seat feel so comfortable that she falls asleep each time she goes to poop or bath. The middle of the room feels like the sitting room where two long soft couches faced each other. A big flat TV was placed in front as if watching over the couches.
No single picture of Lu except the one near his bed and it looked younger than his present self, it seems like he took the picture years ago when he still had a cute smile on his face but blue eyes.
“Uhmm” Alita narrowed her eyes “That looks familiar”.
Two pictures of naked models hung close to each other, the middle had a small line that looked like the wall had a crack or the picture was cut open.
Tiny and almost not noticeable bust Alita did notice.
The room heater was located on the left side of the bed opposite it is the room’s air conditioner.
“What kind of a man put such so close enough!” She scoffed.
Not to forget that each day as well, Gio would come. He would stay with her for two hours and then go back to his room. He now looks better, his hair always neat, new clothes and a new story to talk about.
It’s seven o’clock in the evening and she hasn’t had her bath, Rocco had told her that Felicia had gone to visit her mother and no one else can attend to her. He also told her that cases like her are confidential and not everyone is allowed to know what’s going on, especially the women.
“I know she is dead” Alita muttered for the seventh time as she focused on what she is watching.
As Rocco sit with her and watch a movie they are repeating for the fourth time that day, he couldn’t get his eyes off her. He just kept staring at her.
She looks more beautiful than she was in the picture and Days ago when she first arrived. The yellow dress she wore hung perfectly on her body just as if it was made for her, her long Black hair was down and behind her ears.
“What can I do to stop it” He heard Alita say all of a sudden “The staring!”
He looked at her in silence for a while before he moved to her, he held her face in his right palm and gently pulled her closer.
Deep down he knows he is not supposed to do it. He knows he is not allowed to have something to do with Lu’s commodity, especially when he wants her fit for the market.
“You have started it again” Alita whispered shyly “Tell me something”.
It took Rocco ten seconds to reason, think, and fix his words in his head before opening his mouth.
“It’s something I don’t know how to explain,” He said, his eyes glued on her parted lips and he swallowed “I wish I can let you out”.
Now she gets it, the rogues.
Alita smiled, she nodded like she understood him and placed her palm on his. Their gaze locked and she felt him lean closer, for a reason still not known to her, she didn’t move, she went rigid not knowing if she should be afraid or relax.
“Can I?” Rocco begged, his eyes pleading and his voice hoarse.
What the heck is he thinking about?
He kept staring at her lips and not looking away, even when he consulted If he could kiss her and she said nothing.
“Just once” He placed his forehead on hers and pulled her face closer.
This is highly intimate for Alita but she wants it, she just likes the idea of having someone she feels would not do any harm to her even if she does not truly trust him.
“Please?” Rocco mumbled.
Their breath became hot on each other’s faces and he couldn’t help but close his eyes and place his lips on hers.
Fantastico!
The pleasure-like current flowed through his body as he placed his mouth still on her soft lips. While waiting for her to make the first move then something worst than a kick in between the legs happen.
That’s a kick on his groin, more than what he has ever experienced.
Alita pulled back, she placed her left hand on her lips and the right one on his chest, pushing him back. She quickly jumped down and ran her fingers through her hair.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that” She shuddered, her cheeks blushed and she hide her face.
Such innocence!