Chapter 9

Lorenzo

I've been sitting outside Luna's hotel for almost an hour now debating whether or not I should go in. I've got a terrible feeling that something is wrong, but I'm not sure if it's a Rory issue, or Luna issue. My phone rings next to me, pulling me out of my head.

"How is she?" I ask, bringing my phone to my ear.

"Hello to you, too." Mateo grumbles. "She's awake but still groggy. She was definitely drugged. I called Drew to try and get information from Rae. He said he'll give me a call back once he talks to her about it."

"Ok." I pinch the bridge of my nose and squeeze my eyes shut. "Luna is at a hotel, I'm about to go in now."

"Which hotel?" He asks.

"I'll call you back after I talk to her. I love you, Mateo." I'm a hundred percent sure that he's going to be even more pissed off that I hung up on him, but I can't seem to give a shit right now.

Walking up to the lady at the front desk, I pull a picture of Luna up on my phone and show it to her. "Have you seen this woman come in?"

"Yeah, she checked in a couple hours ago. Her face is bruised, but it's her."

"What?" My phone hits the counter in front of me. "What do you mean her fucking face is bruised?"

"Look, I don't know what happened, she came in and asked for a room for three days."

"Which room is she in?" I question, growing annoyed.

"I'm going to have to call her and get her permission to give you that information." She grabs the office phone and presses six-eight-two. A minute later, she places the phone back down, "I'm sorry, she didn't answer, I can't give you that information."

"Not a problem." I smile at her. "Thank you for your time."

Turning and leaving the hotel, I make my way to the trunk of my car and grab the small bolt cutters Mateo keeps back there. Once I'm back in the hotel, I avoid the front desk and take the stairs to the second floor. There is nobody in the hallway on this floor, so I go up another level. On the fourth floor, I finally find a cleaning cart in the hallway. I've only been waiting for a few seconds when the cleaning lady comes back to the cart.

"Is there anything I can get for you, sir?" She asks, politely.

"I actually need a towel." I laugh. "I forgot to ask for fresh ones this morning."

"No problem at all." She smiles at me. When she bends down to grab the towels from the bottom of the cart, I gently unclip her key card from her uniform and slide it into my pocket. "Here you go."

"Thank you so much!" Grabbing the towels, I make my way to the elevator and push the button for the sixth floor. Once I'm outside room 682, I swipe the card and wait for the light to turn green. It flashes and I'm not surprised that the chain lock is in place when I go to open it.

Smiling to myself, I pull the bolt cutters from my back pocket and cut the chain, shoving the door open the rest of the way. Her backpack is on the bed, and I hear the water running in the bathroom. Her sobs reach my ears, and I push the bathroom door open to find her on the floor of the shower in one of her trances.

"FUCK!" I shout, turning the water off. Throwing a towel around her, I pull her out of the shower and carry her to the bed, sitting down with her on my lap. Sometimes she gets too overwhelmed with a flashback and it shuts her down. She's crying, but it's like she doesn't hear, see or feel anything that's going on around her.

We sit like this for almost twenty minutes before her sobs stop and she looks up at me.

"What are you doing here?" She jumps from my lap. "How did you find me?"

"What happened to your face, Luna?" I ask in a calm tone, even though I'm anything but.

"You answer my fucking questions first, Enzo!" She stomps her foot like an angry toddler.

"Where is the fucking tracker?"

"There's one in your phone and in the cars."

"Quit lying!" She screams. "I don't have my phone OR one of our cars, yet here you fucking are!"

"I tracked your Uber driver down and paid her a lot of money." Standing from the bed, I push her hair back over her shoulders. "Then I had Silas hack into the security system at Walmart. There are cameras all over town."

"How is Rory?" She sits on the edge of the bed. "I feel like a giant piece of shit for leaving her like that."

"Don't feel bad about it, Luna." I sit in the arm chair across from the bed. "Mateo was out of line for the way he spoke to you. If Aurora was awake for that, she would have left with you. She is in the hospital, awake, but groggy."

"Can we call her?" She looks at me with pleading eyes.

"Of course we can." Sliding my phone from my pocket, I tap the screen a few times, dialing Mateo's number.

"If you ever hang up on me like that again, Lorenzo, your ass is going to be sore for the next forty-eight centuries."

"Well, hello to you, too!" I mock him. "Luna wants to talk to Aurora."

"I need to apologize to her, Enzo."

"You're on speaker phone, she can hear you." Crossing my arms over my chest, I lean back in the chair.

"I don't want to talk about that right now, Mateo." Luna cries into the phone. "You fucking hurt me, I only want to talk to Aurora."

We can hear whispers coming through the speakers before Aurora's voice comes through.

"Hey, Luna. I'm alright, I promise."

"God, Peach, I'm so sorry that I didn't realize you were drugged!" Luna sobs, "I should have known better."

"Don't worry about me, Luna." Rory pleads. "What about the guy? Have you figured out who he was yet?"

"What guy?" Luna retorts, her eyes narrowing on the phone.

"Luna," Rory sighs, "the guy that punched you in the face. They're going to find out about it anyhow, there's no point trying to hide it."

"What fucking guy, Luna?" Mateo roars as Luna presses the button to end the call.

After she hung up on Mateo, Luna tried to run to the bathroom, but I grabbed her, pushing her onto the bed underneath me. "Who touched you, Luna?" Gently caressing the side of her face, I kiss every inch of her bruised cheek. "You know it makes me crazy when people touch what's mine."

"I-I-I don't know who he was." She stammers. "He grabbed Rae's arm and wouldn't let her walk away, so I punched him in the face."

"When I find him, he's going to regret the day he was born."

"Will you stay the night with me, please?" She asks, batting her eyelashes at me.

"I'm not going anywhere." I whisper against her mouth before biting her lower lip. "I have to pee, then I'm all yours!" I kiss the corner of her mouth and head to the bathroom, grabbing my phone on the way.

As soon as the door is closed behind me, I send a text to Silas. When I find out who drugged my girl, they're going to wish they never laid eyes on her. He responds immediately, letting me know he's already working on it. Sliding my phone in my pocket, I walk back to the bed and jump on top of Luna. "Have you eaten anything?"

"I had pancakes at Ihop."

"That was almost five hours ago." Rolling over, I pull her naked body on top of mine.

"I'm not that hungry." She smirks as she slides down my body, unbuttoning my pants and pulling them down along with my boxers. She settles her body between my legs as her tongue circles the tip of my cock before sucking it into her mouth and humming around it.

Her left hand cups my balls while she uses her right hand to stroke the base of my shaft. "God, your mouth feels amazing." I groan, wrapping my fist through her hair, pushing her down to take me deeper. "Take it all, Baby."

She pulls her mouth away, watching a string of saliva stretch from my tip to her lips. Her cheeks flush as she moves up and straddles my lap, guiding me into her wet pussy. She moans and throws her head back as she bounces up and down.

"Oh, fuck yes." She pants, putting her hands on my chest and grinding her hips. I start to rub her clit, feeling her walls tightening around me already and pull her forward to suck her nipple into my mouth as she arches her back, screaming while she cums.

Grabbing her hips, I roll us so I'm on top of her now. I slow my pace, fucking her with shorter strokes. "I'll never get tired of this pussy squeezing my cock." My words ghost over the shell of her ear. Her hands grip my ass, trying to pull me deeper, but I'm not ready to fuck her like that quite yet. "You want more, Goblin?"

"Yes, Sir." She whines, squirming beneath me.

"Beg for it." I demand, pinching her nipple between my fingers.

"Please, Sir." Her back arches off the bed and her hands squeeze my ass tighter. "Please fuck me harder."

"Since you asked so politely," I growl, pulling out of her pussy and pulling my knees under me. I don't even have to tell her what to do next, she automatically knows what I want. She hurries to get on her hands and knees, reaching behind to guide my cock back into her needy little pussy. "Good fucking girl!"

"Oh, fuck," she moans, leaning down onto her elbows, arching her perfect ass for me.

Grabbing her hips, I slam into her, loving the quiet moans that keep slipping past her lips. I tease her by pulling all the way out and quickly sliding back in a few times. When my balls start to tighten, I give up on teasing her and pound into her hard and fast.

"Please don't stop." She pants, pushing back against me. If we keep this pace up, I'm not going to last much longer. "You feel so good."

When she grinds her pussy against me, I lean down, biting her shoulder. She erupts around me once again, soaking both of us.

"Shit, Luna." I groan as her pussy spasms around my length, milking every drop of cum from me.

Once she comes down from her orgasm, I pull out and lay on my side, pulling her against me. "Let's get you cleaned up and order some food."

"Just five minutes." She yawns against my chest before her eyes flutter closed.