The Perfect Sin

63

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It's been a few days since Renzo went to the casino. When he returned that night, I was fast asleep, much to his dismay.

I tried to stay awake, I really did, but he didn't end up coming back until the early hours of the morning. Still, he didn't wake me and must've just got in beside me and fell asleep because when I woke up in the morning, my head was resting on his chest and his arms were wrapped around me.

We're almost halfway through April now and Sofia's birthday is getting closer. Apparently she wants to have a pool party and I've heard that Leandro isn't too impressed by the idea.

But let's face it, when is Leandro ever happy about anything?

The door opens behind me and Renzo appears, entering the bedroom and sitting down on the end of the bed. "I need to speak to you." He says and something about the hesitance in his voice immediately makes me feel uneasy.

"Is everything okay?"

He sighs, shaking his head. "Not really."

My heart sinks into my chest, my brain now spinning at a hundred miles an hour as to what he might say to me. "Why?"

He glances down at the bed sheets, raking a hand through his hair. "There's something I need to tell you. Something I should've told you the other day."

What?

"Something.. happened, when we were at the casino." He says and my brows furrow. "Well.. something almost happened but I guess it kind of did at the same time."

"What do you mean?"

He sighs, his eyes projecting an emotion I struggle to decipher. Sadness? Regret? "I was pissed with Leandro because of something he said, so I left him to go the restroom."

"Okay?" I say, confused as to where this is going.

"And then.." He hesitates. "Then.. fuck. When I was in there.. this woman came in."

I freeze. My heart feels like it stops beating and a lump appears in the back of my throat. He can't even look at me. Why isn't he fucking looking at me?

"I.. she— Leandro sent her after me. He told her a load of shit and insinuated that I, you know.. was interested." He continues cautiously. "I saw.. she showed me that she uh, wasn't wearing anything under her dress—"

"Fuck," I choke out. "I can't listen to this." His eyes shoot up to mine, widening. "Are you kidding me? You slept with her in a public bathroom?" I scoff.

"No!" He exhales quickly. "Lula, no, fuck. She tried but I pushed her away."

"But you still allowed her to get as far as practically letting you see her naked!" I shout. "What is wrong with you?"

"Lula, listen to me I—"

"Did you touch her?" I cut him off.

He shakes his head. "No, I swear."

"Did you let her touch you?"