Mafia's Forced Love

Chapter 5: From the Past

Lorenzo’s Point of View

The discussion about Cora spoilt my mood. I did my best to keep the composure. A fake smile was sticking on my face while I was burning from inside. She was about to get engaged with some wh*re? Who gave her that, right? And above all, Austin wanted to mend that matter, knowing that would never end well.

They would regret it! Every f*cking person would regret if they involved in this matter. I was forced to stay away from all these for three f*****g years, but not anymore. I would do whatever it would take to keep Cora in my grasp. She would never be allowed to leave my side.

Everything about this party was irritating me. Those glares from Valerie and Liam. Who the hell did they think of themselves? I could make their life upside down just with one snap of my fingers. Only if they weren’t dear to Cora and the Rodriguez! I would have happily taken Valerie to my most expensive brothel and let other f*ck every single hole of her body. I would love to enjoy the show. And for Liam, I had so many ideas roaming in my head.

Before I could do something stupid, I should leave this premises. With a burning rage, I left the mansion and got in the car. I instructed the driver to drive straight to the hotel. Three cars surrounded me for protection. One in the front, two behind mine. Soon we reached the hotel. This entire building belonged to me. One of my many businesses was hotels and resorts. Cora is better awake enough to talk. I had a lot to ask. I would love to hear your explanations, cupcake.

I wondered how she would react to last night. She was drugged at first and after taking the medicine; she lost her senses. She threw upon herself and her body was burning from fever. I would never forgive Antonio for this. How dared he to make my woman suffer? I cleaned herself with my own hands, giving her a sponge bath, and then I changed her into one of my t-shirts. She had no idea how much I suffered last night in between all these. Even remembering all those curves, I could sense my bulge tightening against my pants. D*mn girl!

All I wanted was to claim those juicy lips until she ran out of air. And then I wanted to touch every f*cking part of her skin, feeling all those soft curves under my body. I wanted to lick every inch of her, making her shiver and weak under my touch. I wondered how her lips would feel in my manhood. I wondered what she would say about my length. I wanted to hear her screaming my name while me thrusting inside her faster and harder until she would collapse in my arms.

I needed her badly. I couldn’t restrain myself anymore. Striding across the hallway, I took the elevator. My men were standing outside the room. They opened the door for me, and I stepped inside. Taking off my coat, I threw it on the couch. I opened the first few buttons of my shirt while making my way to bed. The realisation hit me quickly. The bed was empty. Where was she? In the bathroom maybe!

“Cora,” I called for her name. No response. Without delaying for a second, I walked into the bathroom. It was empty, so was the closet. I checked every inch of the room only to find the lamp wire hanging down from the balcony, making everything clear.

That girl had some nerve. Escaping from the palm of a Bernardi! I punched the wall beside me forcefully as I called my guards. They rushed inside. I was gone for only two hours. And my men had messed it up again.

“Where is that girl?” I asked them, hiding my anger inside.

They exchanged their gazes and then gave me a blank expression.

“She was inside, boss. Sleeping.” One of them replied.

“Then where the f*ck is she right now?” I raised my voice, making them take two steps backwards.

“Boss… we don’t know.” Their voices shivered.

“Look at this, you f*cking idiots!” I threw that wire at their faces. “She escaped while you two were snoozing outside.”

“We… we… weren’t….” their mumbling and denial made me furious.

I was in a terrible mood, and on top of that, Cora was gone. And my useless men were clueless about it. Fuming in anger, I took the night lamp in my hand and slammed it against the head of that mutt. Blood oozed out from his forehead, giving me a distinct satisfaction. But I needed more. I grabbed his collar and was ready to pull a punch when Antonio stopped me.

“Lorenzo, stop this,” he spoke.

Perfect! He was the best choice, anyway, to take out my anger. All that happened because of him. That i***t!

“Look what you’ve done, you moron!” I yelled, trying to punch him, but he held my fist, making me even more surprised and agitated. That was not like him fighting back.

“Stop this, Lorenzo. We have a problem.” He responded seriously, pushing away my hand.

“What the hell have you done this time?” I blamed him.

“It wasn’t me. Marco, Lorenzo. That b*stard attacked the base and took away Levi.” He repeated.

That wasn’t good. Levi was the last guy who knew about Cora. If they found out why I was hunting them, that would do no good. Cora would be in tremendous danger. And now he was under Marco, my rival in the underworld. What else would we need?

“D*mn it!” I punched the wall again, taking out my frustration. Then I took a deep breath. It wasn’t the time to lose control.

“How the f*ck did he know about Levi?” I asked calmly.

“I am suspecting someone from inside,” Antonio replied. I was thinking the same. A mole that needed to be terminated.

“Go back and deal with the mess. I will join you soon, taking Cora with me. She won’t be safe here anymore.” I ordered.

Then my eyes fell on my guards. “go and find her. NOW.”

They nodded and disappeared from my eyes. Antonio left the room as well. I sat on the bed alone, holding my head. Marco was a dangerous man, and his idea of dealing with others was more twisted than mine. Besides the fact, he had an old grudge against me. I was the one who took his place in the underworld four years ago. I was twenty-four, but my vision was clearer than his. I still could remember that night.

It was my birthday. Just like every year, my family threw a party. According to my family tradition, I was supposed to take over the leadership. For the world, I was already the face of our business empire. At such a young age, I did what was expected of me. But I wasn’t satisfied. Be it the business, be it something else. If I was involved, I had to be at the top. So, I planned an attack on the Red Dragon group and Marco was the leader. He was the one ruling over the underworld at that time.

Marco was well aware of my plans and hence before we could make a move, they attacked us on the very same day. We went into a fight, and we lost. Marco thought we were devastated, and our group would never rise in the underworld in this lifetime. How wrong was he! Little did he know that defeat was a part of our plan. They let their guard down after that night, throwing a party in their club. We were waiting for that. I crashed into his den, destroying all his supplies. His women were a scent to my brothels. To live a delicious life. Many of his men died, and many were severely injured. I didn't think twice before putting bullets into his son's forehead, along with his family, making sure none from their family could rise tomorrow against me. The only regret I had was that I couldn’t get the chance to kill him that night. As cunning as him, he escaped.

Now he was clearly back for the revenge. I didn’t even want to imagine what he would do if he could find Cora.

“Cora, please be safe,” I murmured.

I didn’t know for how long I was in the room. A sharp knock on the door gained my attention.

“Come in,” I instructed.

Those two guards entered the room. To my wonder, they came back empty-handed.

Standing from my position, I questioned, “where is she?”

They kept silent while exchanging glances. I f*cking didn’t have time to play with the mutes.

“I said, where is she?” I raised my voice, making them tremble.

“Bo… boss… she… she…” that mutt kept mumbling. My patience was wearing out.

“Thirty seconds. Speak.” I ordered. They all knew my thirty-second rule. If I had asked something and didn’t get the answer within thirty seconds, you could say goodbye to your life. And my words worked like a charm.

One of them started, “Boss… that girl, she left the town with her… fi…ancé. They went for a vacation… to some beach house in the west.”

Left the town? With her fiancé? Well done, Cupcake. I grinned.

I would love to see you naked in that beach house of yours, Cora. I would love to devour every inch of your body in front of your fiancé. Hopefully, she would enjoy the view.

“Boss… what should we… do?” another one asked.

“Prepared yourself. I am gonna throw a party on the beach.” I smirked again.

I was really disappointed, Cora. Did you really think you could hide from me by playing these kinds of dirty tricks? No, sweetheart, you wouldn’t.