Darkest Desires

Chapter 14

After my shower, I put on the only thing in the closet that could cover the marks on my neck and breasts. A grey cropped turtle neck.

I was in no mood to deal with stares.

I tied my hair into a high lazy bun and wore my blue denim shorts with white air forces.

Walking down the stairs, trying not to wince from the pain I headed straight to the dining room for breakfast. A little excited and nervous to see Lorenzo.

Would he go back to being an asshole outside of the confined space of the bedroom where there's no sex? Did I even have the energy to deal with it?

What I find or rather who I find when I enter is more disturbing instead.

I sigh, "Santana."

Satan sits in a chair next to where Lorenzo usually sits in a classy white pencil skirt dress.

Red lips accompanied by 6 inch red pumps, she looks phenomenal. For the first time ever in my life, I can't help but feel self conscious.

I bury the thought as soon as she speaks, "ah you're still here." She says in a bittersweet tone.

"I guess so." I say as I take a seat on the opposite end of the table. My usual seat.

She looks up at me, "hmm serious question though, what kind of work are you doing for my Lorenzo?"

The 'my' sends a pang, but I bury the feeling as soon as it comes up, "I'm not at liberty to say. You could ask him."

She hums and stares for a minute too long, I start shifting in my seat, "what?"

She shakes her head, "oh nothing, you just.. You look familiar, I just can't put my finger on it."

I shrug, "I doubt we run in the same circles"

She looks at me up and down, "you're right about that."

I roll my eyes and focus on the plate of food that is now in front of me.

"Coffee miss?" Maria asks Santana.

"Yes, and could you find out how long me Romano will be taking, we'll be late."

"You two work together?" I can't help but ask Santana. I still don't understand their situation and no, I don't care I'm just curious. I did just sleep with the man.

She laughs, "me? Work? Oh god no." She smiles now, "not that it's any of your business, but he's my boyfriend."

I nod, continuing with my breakfast. She stands from her seat and moves to the seat closest to me with her coffee. I narrow my brows in confusion.

"Look, I don't care what you do here, but I do have a proposition for you." She smiles.

I tilt my head and lean back in my chair waiting for her to continue.

"My Lorenzo has.. kind of a hard time keeping it in his pants as I'm sure you've noticed,"

My eyes widen, okay , I didn't expect that, "And trust me, I don't mind it. He's a man whose eyes can't help but wonder, but I just need you to keep an eye out for me. Just tell me if there's a woman that comes here regularly."

I sigh, "You're asking me to spy on your boyfriend?"

"Not spy, just keep an eye out. You're the only one that lives in the house and not in the servants quarters, so yo-"

"Servants?" I spit out

"Maids, the help, whatever you want to call them darling. Just help me out, I know he wouldn't even look at you, you're far from his type, so what could you lose?"