The Virgin Whore (An Erotic Novel)

Chapter 15 - Awakening

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CHAPTER 15

It was the day of Leonardo's execution. I joined the massive throng of people who gathered around the great walls of the Vatican courtyard where the noose hung right in the centre, awaiting the neck of one of the most wanted criminals in the history of Rome.

I had gotten there early along with Kathleen to ensure that I got the best view possible.

The crowd was noisy which did nothing to help settle my nerves, and I found myself reminiscing about the journey Leonardo and I had been on in the short time we had known each other.

I remembered the first time I saw him back at the brothel. I was terrified by his whole bravado, but equally hypnotised by his beauty and uniqueness.

I remembered how he had saved me from being raped on Kelly's ship, how he had fought Kelly over me. I thought back to when we made love back on the Cannibal Island, and how everything about it had felt so right.

I even recalled some of the not so good times, like when we argued and fought. But even then, I now realised, everything he did, even the times when I hated him for it, he was doing it because he cared about me.

Suddenly, trumpets were blown, snapping me out of my thoughts, and the crowd silenced. I tried to look around but I couldn't see past the people, though it soon became apparent that the procedure was about to begin.

I saw two guards walk up the steps of the platform in front of me, followed by one more who towed the prisoner behind him. Rope was wrapped around his wrists and ankles to ensure he couldn't escape.

Leonardo was stood behind the noose, looking through the loop, eyes scanning the crowd, probably looking for me after I promised I wouldn't be there.

We finally locked eyes and my heart skipped a beat. We just stared at each other for a long time, his dark eyes burning into my soul.

I couldn't hate him. How could I?

I'd hardly slept a wink the previous night. I still loved him, nothing could change that, even if he was the most rotten criminal in the world.

He'd protected me and treated me well for the most part, and as he stared at me, I realised that he had loved me this whole time. Lips can lie, but if you look deep into someone's eyes, you'll always find the truth.

I'd always known he was a thief and I still loved him despite that. How does stealing from someone wealthy make him any worse of a person?

But the lies.

Why didn't he just tell me the truth? Could I ever trust him again?

One of the guards began reading from a scroll in Italian and Kathleen explained what was happening, although I already knew.

They removed the rope from his ankles and walked him closer to the noose.

One of the guards had a brown sack which would go over Leonardo's head.

I watched as Leonardo mouthed 'I love you' right before the sack was placed over his head and tears sprang from my eyes.

"You still love him, don't you?" Kathleen said.

"Yes," I answered.

There was a drum roll and I knew what was coming. I couldn't look. I shut my eyes tight.