"I said shut up. Your sh!tty stuttering is irritating me" He slaps my mouth, hard enough to make me stop talking but not enough to bruise. I winced in pain and lowered my head. I can't cry if I cry he will just mock me more. "Be good or I'll get someone else to do it for me. We both know that no one else can fcking love someone like you." He unbuttoned his pants and forced me to kneel down.

I woke up on someone shaking me. I jumped out of the mattress and fell on the floor. My hands are shaking and tears keep on streaming down my face. It's only a dream, just a dream. I'm okay, I assured myself not wanting to have a panic attack. I feel someone pat my back and trace circles on it. I calm down on the person's touch and I wipe my tears using the back of my hands.

"Sorry, I need to wake you up. You were crying while sleeping." He stops touching my back. I looked at him, his blue eyes filled with worry staring back at me. Is he worried for me?

"Yeah, just had ahmm a nightmare? Are you okay?" I ask, he stands up from the mattress and sits at the edge of the bed. It amazes me that I'm not a stuttering mess, I guess digging someone from a grave is a good ice breaker.

"Everything hurts but this is better than being buried underground right? Eeeer Thank you for saving me. I honestly thought that was the end of me" he awkwardly says while scratching his nape. I stood up and gave him one of William's shirts. He gratefully accepts it and quickly puts it on.

"No problem at all. Oh do you want to call someone?" I unlock my phone and give it to him. I hear the growled of his stomach, we stare at each other and start to laugh. "I'll cook something while you call someone" he tries to stand but I stop him. "Ahmm no need to leave the bed, I'll just bring it here. Give me 30 minutes?" he nods his head and I quickly run out of the room.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed the ingredients for omelette. I started cooking the egg and put some bread on the toaster. Is it smart to leave a potential dangerous man in your bed alone? Maybe not, but I have a feeling I can trust him. I mentally slaps my face, Stupid Lily. The last person I trust so much, hurt me so badly that he still gives me nightmares. I continued preparing the food. I split the omelette on two plates and put two pieces of bread on each plate. I also put two cups of black coffee and 2 glasses of water on the tray. I went to my room and saw him sitting on the floor, near the coffee table. I put the tray on the table and served him his share of the food.

"Oh I forgot to ask how you usually drink your coffee. I can go downstairs and get you a sugar or a creamer?" I ask him.

He shook his head and smiled at me. "It's fine. I also like my coffee plain without any sugar or creamer." He started eating and moaned on the taste. What a sexy noise, Geez why am I so horny. I bite into my toast, afraid I will say something I'm not supposed to. "It tastes good, and I'm not just saying that because you saved me." he winks at me and continues to eat his food.

We finished our food quietly and my heart danced around my chest when I saw him intensely staring at me. His eyes are really the prettiest shade of blue, it compliments his perfect jaw and eyebrows. "Wh-what? Do I have something in my face? I say, wiping my face using my hands. He held my hand to stop me from slapping myself.

"I'm sorry, I got lost on how beautiful you are. You don't just look like an angel, you also act like one." he releases my hand and starts drinking his coffee. I mimic him and start to drink my coffee too. "You saved me last night and prepared food for me but I still don't know your name. I'm Salvatorre, Salvy for short. And you?"

"I'm Lily. I thought your name is stronzo, I heard them call you Stronzo."

He looked at me like I said something out of this world and laughed at me. I awkwardly stare at him, why is he laughing? And why does his laugh sound so sexy?

"No no. Stronzo means asshole in Italian" he says in between his laugh. I mentally shout, this is so embarrassing. I was about to apologize when I was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

He stops laughing and smiles at me. "I think that's my ride home. Will you be okay on your own? I can stay longer if you want?" he asks, looking worried. Does he not realize that I was also alone in the cemetery last night.

I nodded my head. I helped him stand up and walked down stairs. He stopped me from opening the door and tightly hugged me. I feel the blush creeping in from my neck to my face. "Ahh-errm Y-you okay? I stutter.

"Yeah sorry. I have wanted to do that since I saw you last night." he released me and kissed me on both of my cheeks. I blushed a darker shade of red. He sighed and opened the door. We were greeted by a man wearing a black suit. He also looks so sexy, with his cleft chin. I never thought a cleft chin can look so sexy. His eyes widened when he saw the condition of Salvy.

"What happened?" he says, he steps closer to Salvy and inspects his entire body, checking all the wounds and bruises.

"I'll tell you later." Salvy says, giving the man an authoritative look.

The man raised his eyebrow and noticed me beside Salvy. "Apologies for my disrespectful manners. I'm Enzo." he stated, offering his hands to me.

"M-my name is Lily." I took his hands and gave him a sheepish smile. He squeezed my hand and kept on holding it. Salvy snatched my hands away from him and elbowed him. He winced in pain.

"What was that for?" he questions, touching his sides. Salvy only gave him a stern look.

"We will be going now. Can I save your phone number? I hope that this will not be the last time we see each other because I really want to get to know you more" He asks, giving me his panty dropping smile.

"S-sure. I want that too." I responded. He gave me a lingering kiss on both of my cheeks and went with Enzo. I watched them get inside the car and drove away before closing the front door.

I collapsed on the couch and held my chest. My heart is still beating so fast. What the hell just happened?