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##Chapter 18
Livia
“I'm a disgrace when it comes to romance. — he said, right behind me — That's what I could do in such a short time, I wanted to surprise you.
"Did you prepare this?" I asked even though I knew that yes, I was totally surprised.
- I tried. But it looks like I'm late. I'm so mad at Marcos, I want to tear him apart! - He clenched his fists - But you're right. I have no right to charge you anything.
- I do not know what to say. I muttered , staring at what he had prepared.
- Did you like it? I looked at him, and in his eyes I saw concern, he looked so tall, strong and incredibly handsome.
For the moment I could only focus on the pain that rose in my chest at the knowledge that he had done this to me. A good, different kind of pain.
- I liked. — I smiled at him, feeling a lump in my throat — Wow! I'm very surprised.
The man in front of me broke into a huge smile that lit up his usually closed and serious face.
"I want to talk to you, since you wouldn't let me talk sooner."
He gestured for me to sit down, so I did, he sat down next to me and took my hand.
— Don't go out with Marcos anymore. — she asked — Don't leave, don't let him kiss you.
"Demetrius..."
— Lívia, I need to tell you this. Please listen to me carefully. You can do it?
- Clear. I answer eagerly.
“When you got here, I thought you were just another spoiled city girl, I mistreated you and was arrogant with you, totally unfairly, but I happen to have a big problem with anger. I have a rage inside me that sometimes I can't control and I treat people around me harshly and rudely.
I nodded, listening to each word carefully.
— And when I looked into your eyes, I lost myself, I lost myself in the wonderful and intense feeling that took me, I tried to resist, treating you more rudely so that you would return, that you would hate me, that you would curse me, so I would have reasons not to like you, instead of being attracted to you.
"Is that your way of coping when you like someone?"
— Don't judge me, Livia. I didn't want to like any woman and I was doing fine until you came along.
“I think I can understand. But don't try to blame me, I didn't do anything.
- Good. I don't blame you for being perfect. I tried really hard to avoid it, but I couldn't. And when I kissed you... Lívia, I went to heaven, a desire, a sensation that I've never felt before. I surrendered to the attraction I felt for you at that moment, and I need more, when I saw you with Marcos, the fury was so great that I wanted to kill him for touching you. I can't stop thinking about you, I don't want him to kiss you again. Could we get to know each other better?
Surprise hit me, my heart raced to the point of pain, my hands sweated despite the cold and I started to shiver more. I was a little shocked.
— Lívia, don't deny me, don't prefer Marcos over me. His body next to mine drove me crazy, this intensity I felt, I had never felt before. I'll have to understand if I don't want this, if I want him, although that would make me furious. I really get really intense when I like someone, it's also one of the reasons I tried to avoid it.
— Yes, you're unrecognizable, you're so cute, telling me nice things, you don't even look like that damn brute who couldn't stand my presence. — smile .
"Is that what you call me?" Damn brute?
- Yes. The damned brute who, despite being an idiot, is who I... - I swallowed my next sentence, it wasn't time yet, it was early and if he thought he was intense, wait until he knew I was already in love when I saw him for the first time time — Whom I want to get to know better, yes.
##Chapter 19
demetrius
I could feel Lívia's body tremble, she was nervous, but I tried my best to make her feel comfortable, I even tried not to sound so intense, but that was the only way I found to ask her to allow me to meet her. better and that she didn't go out with that imbecile Marcos anymore.
I thought it was too late when I saw them together, I felt angry, furious, when he kissed and touched what was mine, when he wanted the kiss I felt earlier. My chest hurt like never before . But knowing that Livia wanted me too, brought hope to my heart. She would give me a chance.
Livia was younger than me, that was clear, she often seemed too naive, but... Wait, holy shit! I widened my eyes and almost choked on my own saliva.
"Demetrius, what is it?" she asked.
"You're of age, aren't you?" Please don't tell me that...
“I'm turning eighteen today. She seemed to stifle a laugh.
I closed my eyes in relief.
- Thank God. — I exclaimed and she laughed — And my congratulations, happy birthday!
- Thanks.
I faced her, while smiling, admiring the woman who enchanted me, with her sweet demeanor and her sensitivity that makes her so different from other women with whom I've had some kind of relationship or feeling.
And it made me want to protect her, take her to myself and take care of her, pushing away every man I could look at wanting her. She was mine. Regret for the way I treated her would forever consume me. I knew I had to change my ways and that would be very difficult to achieve after years of living letting anger consume me and show in my actions, but for Livia it would be worth it.
What if she was like Kristen? Appearances were deceiving. What if I once again made a mistake with a woman? I gave myself away too quickly, that was my biggest defect. Why did my heart have to be so stubborn?
I was either the worst of the rude assholes, or the biggest, intense asshole of them all.
However, I felt that with her it would be different, the feeling was like nothing I had ever experienced.
"So do I have a chance?" I said softly.
- Yes you have. He smiled at me. I also need to say that I am very happy to be here with you. However, I have a fear. He looked away for a few seconds and quickly looked back at me.
— You don't have to be afraid of me, I can be the rudest guy you've ever met, but I would never hurt anyone, especially you Lívia. I'm attracted to you even though we're from totally different worlds.
“It's not that Demetrius. —he said confidently and whispered —I like you... —her cheeks turned red —I want you, I've always wanted you, from the beginning. It even seems like a lie that you're here saying all this to me. I'm like a fool who doesn't even know what to say at a time like this.
My eyes for some reason filled with tears but I blinked them back. I couldn't help it, I grabbed her by the waist, pulled her onto my lap and took her lips thirstily. Her thighs were splayed on either side of my hips, our bodies pressed together as I pulled her closer and closer until we were joined as one.
The excitement was so great that I ripped her blouse so hard that I was afraid of scaring her, although I couldn't stop kissing her. I slowed down as my lips traced their way down her neck to the valley of her breasts, kissing the soft, fragrant skin. She was mine, not Marcos's. My.
"Demetrius, no..." he whispered breathlessly.
Livia
It felt like a dream. The man I was in love with was kissing me, awakening in my body once again the most pleasurable sensations I've ever known, I was in his arms and it was different, we weren't just kissing passionately like the first time, now there was something more , Demetrius was touching me in the most intimate places, making me wet between my thighs.
I was taking a big risk of giving myself to him, right there, I wanted him, I ached for him. But suddenly a fear gripped me. I remembered the day Leonel tried to abuse me when he got home drunk and I only managed to escape, incredibly, because Mariana took him off of me.
"Demetrius, don't…" I whispered breathlessly and he stopped immediately.
“I stopped. - He took his hands away, raising them above his head - It's okay... Are you okay? he asked, looking deep into my eyes and I nodded. "Did I hurt you?" I went too fast, didn't I? I'm sorry, please, Livia.
The guilt I saw in his eyes broke my heart.
- I'm sorry. Don't think I don't want you, okay ? I want you, but the memory of the one time a man ever touched me haunts me. I always wanted to know what it would be like to fall in love, but it never happened and now it's real, you're really touching me and a memory I try to forget has crept into my mind. I don't want you to stop touching me, it was just a damn memory. I'm so sorry I screwed up. I said, letting a few tears roll down my face.
His eyes turned to pure rage.
"Has a man hurt you?" Abused you? - My lips trembled and his gaze softened - Livia, I'm sorry, please, I crossed the line. I really wanted to have you, I... Just forgive me. His arms went around my waist and he pulled me into a tight hug.
— He couldn't do anything to me and my father doesn't know that, if he finds out he'll kill him and go to jail, I don't want that.
"So that's what you're afraid of, isn't it?" I will take care of you, Livia, I will never force anything. I promise. he promised , caressing my back and I laid my head on his chest, breathing in his wonderful scent.
“Thank you, Demetrius.
— Don't thank me, I only do my duty and you are special to me.
My heart warmed, becoming aware that I was falling deeper and deeper in love with him.
"Now can I confess something?" —He nodded. —These wonderful sensations I had never felt. I confided , embarrassed.
— Do you want me, Livia? - He asked.
- Yes a lot. I didn't want to have to leave your arms, it seems like at any moment I'm going to wake up from an amazing dream. I'm afraid of that happening. I snuggled deeper into his strong arms.
“It's not a dream, beautiful. And you can be in my arms whenever you want. - smiled .
Demetrius lightly ran his hands over my face and kissed me gently. I was so happy, but deep down there was still a trace of fear that it was a dream and that I would wake up soon.
