Rocco quickly got to his feet, he pulled her closer and smashed his lips on hers. He felt her rigid and that alone made him harder, he couldn’t understand why she was making him feel like that and there was nothing he could do about it except to seduce her to have sex with him.
‘Fuck!’.
His hand slipped to under her dress as he cupped one of her cheek butts, he couldn’t get to press it before she pushed him and pulled away.
“Please stop it” She trembled, moving back as Rocco made each step toward her “I’m sorry,” she said again.
Really? Is she the one that is supposed to beg?
Alita rushed far, but before she could go further, Ricco already had her in his arms. He hugged her as she kept trembling and apologizing.
“I am sorry” she sniffed “I don’t…”.
“It’s me who is supposed to apologize,” Rocco interrupted “I kissed you without your permission and I am sorry”
He released her and moved a few steps backward.
“I just can’t help, Alita” he hissed “it hurts me that you have to go, and at the same time I don’t know why I feel so attached to you already”.
Fucking goddamit! It’s just a week.
Just a week and he is having such worthless feelings!
Alita stood undisturbed. Finding it difficult to say something as no right word seems to come to her mind. She moved closer and held one of his palms in both of her hands. That could be a mistake, it could be a test, but who knows?
She can use him to get out. She can use his affection to sneak Gio out and go somewhere no one would know them.
“Thanks for your help so far,” She said “But I can’t go intimate with you”
She left his hand and walked back to the chair, she pointed at the remote and then smile.
“Can you please stay with me for another movie?” She begged.
Before Rocco could answer her, his phone vibrated in his pocket and he moved aside to attend to it.
He picked up the call and wait in silence, maybe listening to the person at the other end.
“Si,” he said at last before ending the call, he walked to Alita and kissed her forehead “I have to attend to a duty call”.
With that, he rushed out, yelling in Italian to someone on the phone. Alita heard footsteps run past the door of Lu’s room but she couldn’t see them, Rocco had to make sure to lock the door before leaving.
That kiss, it feels more than personal but Alita would gladly ignore it.
Poor Alita, she stood still watching the door and listening to more yelling before they went silent, it seems like they were all running in a direction. Deep down she wish she could see outside, or know where she had been. She had been too scared to ask Rocco afraid that he might hit her or tell Lu.
Although she literally thinks all hope is lost but if she can know her location, escaping would have been easy for her. Raw frustration boiled inside her as she sat in front of the door, she kicked her foot together and shed tears, she couldn’t dare to make a sound who knows what Lu might do to her if he see or hear her cry.
Her hair pulled down over her face and shoulders as she rested on the door.
Time drifts!
Lu opens the door to see Alita laying on the cold ground, she must be fast asleep because she didn’t move even when Lu kicked her a little to see if she would wake and help herself to the bed while he takes the couch as usual.
“You must be a dead sleeper” Lu scoffed as he tiptoe past her.
He walked straight to put off the Tv before kicking off his shoes and removing his clothes, he tossed them on a couch and walked to the bathroom. After having a long warm bath, he changed into pink pajamas and walked back to her on the floor.
Pink is not a man’s color but what do we expect, having him wear black is not in his agenda.
He pinched the tip of her nose and waited for her to maybe scream and wake up but nevertheless, Alita just rubbed the red place and rolled in her peaceful sleep, blabbing what Lu couldn’t understand.
With the clear intention not to touch her, Lu decided to let her sleep on the cold hard floor and make himself comfortable in his bed. He had barely closed his eyes for five minutes before his conscience start to prick him.
I’m not touching her!’ He said in his mind, with an angry face he rolled to the other side of the bed and closed his eyes.
Not long after he had settled into a calm sleep he began to hear Alita’s teeth-gnashing together as she shook violently on the cold floor. Even when he felt stone-hearted, he still felt she deserves better than being left to get caught cold on the hard heartless floor.
Immediately he lifted her off the ground, she threw her hands over his body and clinched on him, her arms around his neck as her body folded, the shivering seems to increase.
“Tiny little thing” he muttered.
The last thing he wants is to wake her and let her see him carrying her to the bed.
That would hurt his hard man’s ego.
He wouldn’t want her to see that he even came around again that night like the other night. Therefore, he took slow careful steps, when he got to the bed, he placed her gently and covered her with the duvet.
“I hope you don’t sleep well” He scoffed.
He couldn’t tell if he feels angry, soft, relieved, guilty, heartless, or wicked, he just wants her out of his room before the week runs off. Hopefully, as Rocco had said, her room would be ready in two days.