Lorenzo’s foot steps echo against the tile floor as he makes his way across the room. His eyes with an unreadable expression never straying from yours. You stand up expecting him to say something, he stays silent as he slides his arm around your waist lifting you into his arms. His face is stern, his grip on you gentle but possessive as he carries you out of the room heading towards the exit.
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