|| VALENTINA's POV ||
The anxiety was bubbling up in my throat. I felt his body, turning stiff upon my confirmation. I knew that he was twisted, hiding his dark sides from me. If I wasn't the light for him, I would rather walk on the dark path with him. His breathing began to hitch slowly. Taking a deep breath, he spoke against my skin, wrapping his hands around my waist,
" She was a model..I used to love her too much..."
I felt a squeeze in my heart. Although she was his past, I couldn't ignore the discomfort that took over my heart. I waited in silence to hear the rest of the word. His voice shuddered before telling,
" She was engaged to me..I was so blind in her love that I didn't even try to investigate her actions.."
I felt his heart breaking into pieces, remembering the painful event that happened. His love for the woman was strong. I could detect it from the vulnerability of his tone. He must have trusted the girl too much to break like this. I kept my mouth shut to give him enough time to open up. After a long pause of silence, he started speaking again,
" One day..a friend of mine saw her in a Motel..I went there.. Valentina..I went there to find her, entertaining a bunch of fuckers with seductive dress. She was riding on his lap. She was fucking engaged to me, Valentina...She..she was my soon-to-be wife..Yet..when I caught her red-handed, she sounded sorry and even had the guts to tell me that everything she had done was because of her profession."
Tears welled up my eyes when I felt his throat dry the following moment. He was trying hard to control his cries. He kept mumbling, shaking his voice,
" She was cheating on me all the time..and I trusted her like a fool.."
He let out a sadistic laughter, a laugh that explained how broken he was inside. He kept blabbering in his broken voice, pressing me harder against his chest,
" I broke the engagement..cut off all my ties with her but I fell in depression. I started to question myself as a man who couldn't satisfy his girlfriend. That's the reason..I couldn't..I couldn't tolerate you.. dancing in front of the men..I went mad and imposed violence against the man who looked at you like a candy... I get paranoid whenever I see you like that. All I wanted to fuck you...to show that you are mine.. This.. this is my twisted side to show my claim to my woman...I am still mad at you, Valentina..I don't know how to control myself but fuck..I need to vent out this anger.."
I could feel the helplessness in his voice. The scene must have left too deep an impression in his head that he started to question himself. He was just broken to see the love of his life in another man's arms. I took a nervous breath, blurted in a shaking voice,
" Then.. take me...take me like you do.. Lorenzo.."