•Innocence•

•45• Hurt.•

Arabella's POV

His hand tightened against my skin at words, obviously he disagreed. He probably didn't care about what ever it was I did, he just knew he didn't want not even a scratch on my skin.

And my heart flutters to that but in the situation it's more complicated than that.

I sigh, leaning my head against the wall, closing my eyes as if it will take me away from the situation.

Take me into another world, honestly. Please do so.

I hate facing my problems.

After a second I open my eyes to see Leonardo who still is yet to speak another word, he probably has a lot of questions and thoughts.

His beautiful green eyes quickly dart down to mine as we look at each other deeply. I hate when he's angry with me even in the slightest.

He's so handsome though. It should be a crime to be such a bad and evil man but look this goddamn good.

The way the water falls down his broad shoulders and down his abs makes my thighs clench together.

Now is not the time for these feelings Ara. I remind myself.

He's examining my face as if it's going to tell him the answer to all his questions.

"And why do you say that Kitten?" His voice smooth and calm as he asks, not as demanding as usual.

Is he feeling sympathetic for me? 

The mob boss? Pfft. He could never.

I don't answer him , I just turn around and press my body to the front of his, watching as the water flows down my breasts.

His hands come up from off my waist and cup my boobs, needing them.

That feels good.

My head falls back into his chest, my lips separating, please don't stop.

His touch feels so good, always feels so goddamn good.

It never seems to feel like this when I do it by myself, maybe it's because I'm not as turned on then, as I am when he's right behind me.

I can feel him hardening on my back, it just makes me push my ass further back into him. I know he's enjoying this, and honestly so am I.

He hasn't touched me so intimately and passionately in some time.

My back arches as his hands leave my breasts and travel down my stomach.

Oh shit I almost forgot, I'm on my period, he can't touch me down there his fingers will come out covered in blood.

I quickly snatch his hand, I can feel his glare on the side of my face. I feel as though I need to say something, my mouth opens but quickly shuts when I realise I don't know what it is I want to say.

Like it's private, how do you tell a man that your on your period so they don't touch you down there?

It's just embarrassing for me.

My thoughts are broken when his dark chuckle fills the room. "Ever stop me from touching what's mine again, and you will end up over my knee. Understand?" A shiver runs down my spine as his words make me even wetter down there.

I'm majorly turned on now, how could you not when a insanely sexy man says something so dirty and wrong to you?

His hand starts to move down, I snatch it up again. "Leo." I mumble out, not knowing what else to say to get him to stop.