Chapter 5

LORENZO

The long brown hair falls over my chest, going against the nocturnal weather the sun is present and enters through the small gap in the window, I move away the body of the girl who was glued to mine at some point during the night. I leave my bed and already stand and watch her sleep, the sweet pout her lips are making leaves me shaken and silly enough.

Melissa became my everything.

The memories of last night bombard me all at once, I take a few steps back as the jumble of sensations that kiss fills me.brought yesterday collide with today's reality. I'm her uncle, the guy who's supposed to defend her from men like me. Anger takes over my body, I feel disgusted with myself and what I did to her.

My sweet girl.

“I'm a cretin.” I mutter softly so as not to wake her sleep.

She sleeps like a baby.

Christ!

She is an inconsequential child under my guardianship.

I trace her young face, her delicate, untouched skin. Her fragile body carries a slender silhouette, full of curves that I never noticed.

Damn it.

I'm a damn pervert.

I was your late aunt's husband.

I start pacing the room, despair washing over me, accompanied, of course, by guilt. My fists itch to punch myself in the face and put me out of my misery, as if everything she's been through isn't enough, I still have to act like an asshole and make her even more shaken. My princess will eventually freak out and be admitted to one of those clinics or something. I need to get away.

“Uncle Enzo.” Murmurs and I look at her face soon after, a mischievous smile plays on her lips while her eyes remain closed.

I freeze.

She is still sleeping. Shit, is she dreaming?

I walk towards her ready to wake her up and take satisfaction, but my body gets stuck in the way when I see her legs tighten together.Damn it, princess!

I swallow once and twice as her body shifts and she turns to the other side of the bed where I was lying earlier. I feel my own body react every time her leg brushes against the other and moans leave her little pink mouth. I take my right hand straight to my hair messed up during the night and make it even more messed up, trying to find control of the whole situation I try to take my eyes away from the scene just ahead, but I feelOthat I am unable to drag myself out of this room at this moment, totally dominated by the desire to see how she will react when she wakes up and realizes that I witnessed her dirty dream about me. A wicked smile escapes my lips.

What the hell is this girl dreaming to moan like that?

I watch hypnotized as she grabs my pillow and swallows all my scent contained in it. She is definitely dreaming about me and is really enjoying it.

A thousand times, damn it!

I shouldn't smile at this discovery, after all she's only confused because of me and that sucks. Had I known this would be the result of yesterday's kiss I would never have allowed her to go through with it, it was my obligation as the adult involved to have taken the reins and pushed her away, maybe even given a harsh reprimand. But on the contrary, I allowed her to kiss me and even worse, I responded.

Your sweet, wet lips.

His solicitous and needy tongue.

She didn't even know how to kiss properly!

I fell like a duck, guided by lack and fear of losing someone else important to me, I was weak and ended up attracting my girl to my mental mess. We've been through so much lately that we made each other our anchor, got everything mixed up, and nearly screwed up our family.

I will fix it.

“Uncle Enzo.” Her sweet voice calls me, falling out of my thoughts I face her awake.

Her face has a slight blush on her cheeks, her eyes are a unique color and she stares at me in fear, and her hair is messed up like she just fucked someone. I swallow hard and look at her seriously.

“We need to talk.” I say harshly, in a deeper voice than I would like before leaving the room.