Chapter Thirty-One: Love You Blindly
Aurora watched Ren as he looked through the window in her bedroom. The party was still going on outside, and Ren seemed to be nervous about something. They had joined the party for an hour before Ren had stolen her away. Now she sat in a chair in her spacious bedroom, as she watched Ren pace the floor, then peeked out her window.
“Ren?” She whispered.
Startled out of his thoughts, Ren looked at Aurora’s worried face.
“I’m sorry, babe,” he said as he let go of the curtain and walked over to where she sat.
“Is it really that bad?” She asked when he knelt in front of her.
He sighed. He didn’t want to scare her, especially after what she has already been through. But he couldn’t lie to her, either.
“Yes, it’s really that bad,” he said as he watched her.
“I see,” she whispered.
With a heavy sigh, he leaned forward and kissed her lips. She automatically wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. When he lifted his head, they were both breathing heavily.
“I want you, so bad,” he whispered as he studied her face.
Aurora smiled at him. It was as if he had read her mind. “I want you too.”
With a sinful growl, he stood and lifted her out of her seat and pulled her against his chest.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
She smiled, “the only thing that would hurt me is if you turned me down right now.”
He groaned, then captured her mouth in a searing kiss.
“You feel so good in my arms,” he mumbled against her mouth.
“So, do you,” she whimpered.
He smiled, then turned towards the bed and backed her up against it. “I have been dreaming about having you in my arms for days now,” he said, then kissed her eyes, her cheekbone, and worked his way to her lips.
She shivered as she held onto him. “Me too,” she whispered with a moan when his lips locked onto her neck. “Ren,” she said with a groan when his erection pressed against her stomach.
“God, I want you right now,” he said as he pressed her down onto the bed.
“Yes,” she said, then yanked his shirt out of his pants.
He chuckled as he helped her remove his shirt. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out. He thought maybe some foreplay for a while, but he was so hot for her, he couldn’t wait.
“Ren,” she groaned as she placed her hands on his hard chest.
He smiled down at her, then retook her mouth. He done quick work of their clothes, then sucked in a breath when he saw how many bandages covered her upper body.
“Oh, Aurora,” he said with a groan.
Aurora heard the pain in his voice and saw the sorrow in his eyes, she automatically covered herself, then turned her face away from him.
“Don’t,” he said as he pulled her arms away from her body. “Don’t ever cover yourself from me,” he said, his eyes wandering over her body.
“Ren,” she whispered as she watched him.
A grin formed on his face, and he leaned down to kiss her exposed nipple, just under a bandage. She sucked in a shocked breath as sensations exploded through her body.
“Ren,” she whimpered.
“You know what I like to hear, baby,” he said as he pulled her nipple into his mouth.
“Lorenzo!” She hollered out as sensations exploded around her.
Ren grinned around her nipple, then nibbled on it. “I want you so bad, Aurora, I don’t think I can wait.”
“Then don’t,” she said, her voice hoarse as her eyes glazed over.
Ren groaned as he settled himself between her legs. “Are you sure?” He asked as he studied her face.
Aurora chuckled, “just shut up.”
He grinned, then pushed forward and entered her in one smooth motion.
Aurora cried out as pleasure erupted through her body.
“God, I’ve missed this,” he said with a groan as he took hold of her hips and moved inside her. “So tight,” he said with a moan as he leaned forward and kissed her.
Aurora groaned as she held on and moved with his every movement. It was as though they had never been separated, as if her time in the hospital, had never happened. Except when she moved her left arm, and a stitch snagged, then she remembered, and groaned in pain.
Ren stopped moving and looked down into her pain-filled eyes. “Am I hurting you?”
She shook her head, “I moved my arm wrong,” she said as she lightly lifted her left arm to show him which arm.
With a sigh, he moved away from her. Panic had her wrapping her arms and legs around him, she can deal with the pain of a pulled stitch, but she cannot deal with the pain of him leaving her.
“Don’t leave me,” she cried.
“I’m not leaving you, Aurora,” he said as he looked into her eyes. “Trust me,” he said, then kissed her.
She nodded and loosened her grip around him.
He moved from between her legs and laid against the headboard of the bed with a grin.
“Come here,” he said as he opened his arms to her.
Aurora carefully moved to her hands and knees, then moved into his embrace.
“This way,” he said as he gently pulled her over him. He made sure both her legs were comfortably wrapped around his waist, and her breasts were pressed against his chest. “You have control and can stop or slow down when you need to.”
Her eyes opened wide as she settled her bottom on his thighs, with his raging cock pulsing against her stomach.
Ren chuckled at the look on her face. “Ready?” He whispered.
She nodded, then looked down at his cock. It jumped when her eyes settled on it.
With a grin, Ren gently lifted her, then settled her wet hotness over his cock. He groaned as she slid down his shaft.
“God, you feel good,” he said breathlessly.
Aurora almost screamed once she was settled over his cock. This was a whole new sensation, and she loved it.
“You have control,” he said as he placed his hands behind his head and watched her.
Aurora took in a deep breath, she has been on top before. She had wrapped her legs around him before as they sat on the bed and made love. But this power he was giving to her, unbelievable sensations coursed through her body.
“Lorenzo,” she groaned as she started to move.
“That’s it, baby,” he said, his breathing becoming shallow.
Aurora held onto his shoulders and pressed her chest against him. Her stitches didn’t pull this time, and she moaned when she slid her wet, hot, pussy, up and down his shaft.
“Shit,” Ren cursed and tried his hardest to not touch her.
“Touch me,” she whispered into his ear as she leaned forward and nipped at his earlobe.
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He moved his hands from behind his head and cupped her heavy breasts. She closed her eyes and moaned when he traced her nipples with his thumbs. Her pace quickened as he played with her hard nipples.
“Come for me, baby,” he whispered as he leaned forward and nipped gently at her nipple.
Aurora cried out as sensations started at the base of her spine and exploded through the top of her head, leaving her dizzy and spent. She fell against his chest with a groan, and he chuckled.
“That good, huh?” He asked as he kissed the top of her head.
“Mm,” she said with a slow nod.
“My turn,” he said as he grabbed hold of her hips.
She sucked in a shocked breath when he lifted her ass up off him then slammed her back down around his shaft.
“Just relax,” he said as he placed her arms on his shoulders and held her close. “Don’t move,” he whispered in her ear.
Then his hands were on her ass again, and he lifted her up, then slammed her back down again. She groaned as sensations started to build inside her again. Ren bent his knees so he could get a better position, then slammed into her hard and heavy.
“Lorenzo!” She cried out as sensations exploded through her body again.
Ren groaned as he gently bit down on her shoulder. Aurora felt his body stiffen as he released his seed deep inside her. She moaned, and her head tilted back. She could feel him pulsing inside her, and it made her feel alive for the first time since she was attacked.
“The doctor said that she can go in for plastic surgery next week,” Dom said as he looked through the papers on his desk.
“Plastic surgery?” Isabella asked her husband as she watched him.
Dom nodded, “they’ll put skin grafts over the scaring, will never know she was almost stabbed to death.”
“Have you asked your daughter if that is what she wants?” Isabella asked as she moved to stand next to her husband.
Dom looked up at his wife. “No, I just assumed..."
She leaned down and kissed him. “Just as you assumed, they would come to you about their affair?”
Dom sighed. She was right, as always. He had assumed they would come to him, but they have not. Was he really that horrible of a father, or boss?
“They’re terrified you’ll separate them, or have Ren shot,” Isabella whispered when she saw the look on his face.
Dom sighed, “but they should know.”
“This is your lost daughter we are talking about, Domenico. The Gem of the Romano Dynasty. Any man would be terrified to confront you about an affair. Especially when Aurora was a virgin,” the last part Isabella whispered.
Dom sputtered as he jumped to his feet.
She laughed. “Did you not know?”
“Of course, I didn’t- How did..."
“How did I know? Well, you see, my daughter and I are very close.”
“I just assumed..."
“What, that your daughter was a tramp before she met your second?”
Dom shook his head vigorously. “No, of course not. But I had assumed..."
“There you go assuming again,” Isabella said with a laugh. “Dom, your daughter is twenty-three. But she’s also a good girl.”
“Good girl?” He asked as he looked at her.
She nodded, “she always told me she was going to save herself for love.”
Dom cleared his thought. “Love.”
“Just like I did,” she whispered as she leaned in close.
He grinned as he pulled her into his arms. “I’ll give them a little while longer.”
She laughed, then placed her hand on his cheek. “Do give her the choice of surgery.”
He nodded, then leaned down and kissed her lips.
“Surgery?” Aurora asked with a squeak as she looked from her father to her mother, then to Ren.
“They will cover your scars, no one will ever know you were- stabbed,” Dom said with a nod.
“But I will,” Aurora whispered.
“We will all remember,” Isabella said as she watched her daughter, “but maybe the plastic surgery will help..."
“No,” Aurora said with a shake of her head, “I’m not doing it.”
“But Aurora..." Her father started to say.
Aurora jumped to her feet. “I’m not doing it, Papa. Please don’t ask me again.” With a cry, she dashed from the room.
“Well, that didn’t go as planned,” Dom said with annoyance.
“I told you to ask first,” Isabella said with a deep sigh.
Dom looked at Ren. “Has she said anything?”
Ren shook his head. “Not a word. I had thought about it once or twice, but only because I thought it would make her feel better about everything. But she seems to keep herself pretty busy, to keep her mind off anything to do with the scars. The stitches come out tomorrow, but she hasn’t said a word about it. Whenever the nurse changes the bandages, she looks away. But I think it’s more because she thinks she’s ugly now, rather than the memories of the attack.”
Dom sighed, “see love, that is why I think it would be good for her to have plastic surgery.”
Isabella sighed as she looked at her husband. “You can’t force it on her Dom. Let her make her own choices.”
Dom nodded, even though he didn’t fully agree with his wife.
Aurora turned from the window in her room to Ren’s voice, without a smile.
“Oh, baby,” he said as he held his arms open for her.
She eyed him. “Are you here to talk me into getting plastic surgery?”
He shook his head, and she moved away from the window and into his arms. Ren wrapped his arms around her and held her.
“What’s wrong?” He asked as he held her close.
“I just don’t want to,” she said as she buried her face in his shirt.
He sighed. The surgery would help what Aurora thought of herself for sure, so what could be stopping her from going through with it?
“You know your parents are right,” Ren whispered, “the surgery will help..."
“It will help me or them?” She asked as she backed out of his embrace. “It will help me or them?!” She demanded as she glared at him with cold eyes. “You don’t want to see me with these scars, do you?” She demanded. “Do you!” She yelled as she got up in his face.
Ren took a deep breath to calm himself. “You’re upset..."
“You’re damn right, I’m upset!” She hollered. “Everyone thinks I’m ugly now! Even my parents, even you!”
Ren rolled his neck and was satisfied when it cracked loudly. “Now you listen here, Aurora Romano,” he said with an annoyed growl. “You will never be ugly to me; do you hear me? Not even if your whole body was covered in scars..."
Aurora angrily tore off her clothes. Ren stopped and stared at her.
“Then prove it!” She screamed as she ripped the bandages off.
“Don’t,” he said, then reached out for her, starting to worry about her sanity.
“See! You don’t even want to see them!” She hissed as she continued to tare the bandages from her body.
Once the bandages were off, and she stood before him completely naked, he stared at her. The cuts were still a bit red and puffy, but once the stitches were removed, they would start looking like scars rather than the gnarled slashes they looked like at the moment. They were up and down both her arms, her left arm was the worst, and across her left breast. One even stopped just above her brown nipple. Thank God it hadn’t gone any further down. He couldn’t stand it if her beautiful nipple had been injured. The worst one was between her breasts as if Martina had tried to cut out her heart.
Aurora stood there, totally naked and seething. She couldn’t tell what was going on in Ren’s mind, but she watched his eyes travel over her upper body. She has seen herself in the mirror without her bandages, she knows how bad it is. And yet, he wasn’t revolted. She saw pity and remorse in his beautiful brown eyes, but no revulsion.
“Aurora,” he breathed as he walked towards her.
She held up a hand. “I don’t need or want your pity.”
He growled, then grabbed her hand and gently pulled her into his arms. “Look at me, Aurora.”
She slowly looked up at him and sucked in a shocked breath. The sympathy she had briefly seen in his eyes a few moments ago was gone. Replaced by sheer desire.
“Do I look like a sympathetic man to you?”
She giggled, “not really,” she whispered.
He chuckled, “I love you, Aurora. Nothing will ever change that. Get the surgery, don’t get the surgery. In my eyes, you will always be the most beautiful woman God ever created.”
She felt her cheeks turn red, and she turned her face from his.
“Don’t look away,” he said as he turned her head to face him again. “Look at me.” Her eyes moved back up to his face. “I love you,” he repeated.
She smiled, “I love you too.”
“I will support any decision you make.”
She nodded, “thank you.”
He grinned, “even if we don’t agree on something, never think it is because I don’t love you.”
“Always remember. I love you, and only you.”