Obsession

Look but don't touch

*Lorenzo's POV*

I headed to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water to take to K so she could take some of these pills from the doc. I was pissed off. Mainly at myself, but since I was not a self loathing mother fucker I was projecting it on to everyone else. My men were still f*****g hanging around, not so subtly waiting to catch a glimpse of K. It boiled my blood but what could I do about it? If I made a scene word would spread and I had not sent her away for fifteen long f*****g years just to have it all blow up in my face on day one.

Kristoff and X came down with Kate and Paula, both just wrapped in a dressing gown. They looked at me confused but I didn't say a word. I had no emotion towards any of those bitches and to be honest, I was just glad that they were getting dealt with now. The thought of having them around while my little girl was here was agitating me.

Seeing them made me think though, I would have to sort out some f*****g clothes for her. Usually it wouldn't matter as I had so many guys working for me they just got some hand me down crap. The thought of K wearing someone else's clothes other than mine made me see red though. No, I would have to sort out some s**t for her. My pets didn't need clothes as they stayed in their rooms, waiting for me to use them. Looking around now if K suddenly disappeared and didn't come back down, yes there would definitely be talk. Although the thought of naked, waiting for me, wonton, certainly did make my p***s harden and my brain want to seek her out.

I headed back up the three flights of stairs and walked in just as I heard the water stop running in the bathroom. The t-shirt I got for her was still lying on the bed so she would have to come out just wearing a towel. I stared at the door for what felt like forever waiting for her to come out. I was not disappointed. As she opened the door a cloud of steam escaped the bathroom and she emerged like some sort of f*****g goddess. Her hair looked slightly darker as it was wet and plastered to her face, her skin was slightly pink from the heat of the shower and although she was still covered in blemishes, the blood now washed away, she really was stunning.

I stood, open mouthed like some stupid hormonal teenager just staring at her before her voice snapped me out of my daze. "Master." he said, bowing her head the way my men do. God, I wanted to tell her to call me daddy. I think that if she did I would just c*m in my pants. But I couldn't. Not yet anyway.

"Here take these." I said, handing her the pills in the little tube. She looked at them confused before nodding and taking the lid off, letting two pills fall into her hand before throwing them in her mouth. I took the tube back off her and handed her the water which she used to wash them down.

"Thank you master." she said, nodding again.

I noticed how her hair was all tangled and stepped out of the room quickly to Vanessa's old room, grabbed her hair brush and quickly came back. "Sit." I ordered, pointing to the chair at the desk in my room. She quickly followed my orders and sat down while I brushed her hair. It was something I had not done before, but i had to admit I liked it. My hands ran through her hair, followed by the brush, having to hold pieces by the root sometimes to help get the lugs out. My little girl obviously had not had a proper hair brush in some time and lots of dead ends fell out onto the floor, but I didn't care. Once I was done her her was still damn but had started to retake its naturally wavy form.

I placed the hair brush down on the desk and she turned and smiled at me. Oh god, that smile. It had haunted me for years and here it was aimed at me. The way I felt before was oh so wrong, she was just a child, but now it felt of so right to have that breath taking smile aimed at me. How I wanted to lean down and kiss her plump lips, sucking and biting in them creating all sorts of noises from my little girl. But I couldn't.

I stepped back and gestured to the bed. "You can go to bed, I have a few jobs to take care of before I join you."

"Yes master." she nodded and walked over to where the t-shirt way laying on the bed. As her towel dropped me and my c**k both stared at her. She was perfect, so f*****g perfect, the only thing missing was her snake tattoo to show that she was mine. I would have to sort that out for tomorrow for her and X. She lifted her arms, her breasts rising slightly with them, and pulled the t-shirt down that was far too big for her and came down to just above mid thigh.

She walked round the bed and slide under the covers, her eyes looking to me. Oh god how I wanted to join her, even just to feel her body against mine. I pulled myself away, wanting to get this s**t sorted out as quickly as possible so I could do just that. I almost ran down the stairs to find Kristoff coming out of the basement with X. X looked a little bit peaky but not too bad considering what I had just had him do to three women he didn't even know. "Kristoff I need some things sorting out. Can you handle it?"

"Yes boss." he nodded. I knew whatever I asked Kristoff would handle. We have been together all my life. When my father ran our division, he was just a sick and ruthless as I was. Saying that my childhood was not a bed of roses would be an understatement. Most of the guys stayed away from me, knowing that I was the Don's son, which made my life ever so lonely. Kristoff though, he didn't give a s**t. He trained with me, pushed me, help me to be even stronger, smarter and more ruthless than my father or his father before him. When my father passed away, everyone questioned if I was too young to lead, being only a teenager at the time. Kristoff never questioned it, and those that did now have a special place in the garden. Choosing Kristoff as my second was the best and easiest decision of my life, although he still insisted on his sniper duties as well which I respected. The man was the best shot I had ever seen and he loved his work.

I told Kristoff to sort out the tattoo's for X and K tomorrow, trying to think where on K's delicious body I wanted to brand her. I then asked for some girl clothes. When he asked me what type and size I was stumped. s**t, I didn't know this s**t. Sensing my panic he said he would get a small mix and see what I liked and then get some more. I was thankful that he understood me so well.

The issue of taking out the Romano son would have to wait till tomorrow. X had done good work so far but I was unsure on how to continue with the matter. If I wanted the guys to think that K was nothing more than an assassin that lived on my floor, I would have to send her out on jobs, dangerous jobs. The thought did not sit well with me but what else could I do? I knew from watching her fight that she would be able to take the Romano boy out without even blinking. She hadn't been tested yet which I knew meant that she hadn't had her first kill. Having her take out the Romano boy and in essence pop her cherry on a hit for me almost made me groan.

Thinking of popping cherries, I bet my little girl still had hers. They were strict at Dolofonos orphanage and did not take kindly to fraternising. Unless sir laid his dirty hands on her I bet she was still untouched, inexperienced, naïve. The thought of how many firsts I could give to my little girl made me want to return to her right now so I did.

As I opened the door, K tried to climb out of bed. "Shhh, little girl get back in bed." I didn't have to ask twice as she flopped back down onto the bed. Those pain killers must have taken it out of her as she laid, legs parted, t-shirt ridden up around her waist. f**k. He sweet little p***y was poking out the bottom of the t-shirt and my eyes were burning, staring at it. She had a nice little bush showing her maturity which I had to admit, I wanted rid of. I wanted to be able to see her plush pink fold in detail, let my tongue explore where no man had gone before.

My c**k and balls were aching with need as I headed to the bathroom for a cold shower. God it had been a long time since I had had one of these. Right now I questioned getting rid of all my pets, as it would be easier just to f**k one of them, but the thought of that did not arouse me. Only my little girl got me going now. Thinking about it, it had been thoughts of her, even just imaginings, that had got me going for as long as I could remember.

Finally with my manhood slightly shrunk I got out and dried off. I opted for boxers in bed, not wanting to push my luck and end up loosing control and taking K right then and there. As I slid under the covers, her tiny sleeping body rolled towards where my big frame made my bed dip. Her head landing in my chest, her small arm wrapping around me and even her leg landing on top of one of mine. Crap. My c**k was a f*****g rock again. I didn't care that her hair was still damp or that the sheet was now pushed half way down the bed. My mind was just thinking about her little treasure pushed against my leg.

I laid their wide away for what must have been hours, with my little girl wrapped around me. Suddenly her hips started to move, grinding in to me. I could feel her mound push against my leg, gaining friction. A slight moan escaped her lip and I had to bite mine to stop my own escaping. She suddenly startled up in bed and I closed my eyes. I don't know why I didn't want to embarrass her so I pretended to be asleep.

She stayed sat up for a few minutes, breathing heavily. I could feel her eyes burning into me even though my own were closed. Then she moved away slightly and laid back down. Her breathing evened out and I knew she was back asleep. I opened my eyes and looked over at her, disappointed by the gap now between us. I could not help but smirk though. Oh little girl, I wonder what is going on in those dreams of yours.