38: On Roman's territory part 4

I gave him a puzzled look and chuckled out.

Vincenzo stared nonchantaly.

"You're joking, right?"

"Nope. I'd like you to sit on my lap, Kathy."

Oh my god he's serious!

"Well. It's not going to happen." I got up from the bench and stood a couple of feet away from him. How could he ask me to do that?!

"Yes it is."

I scoffed.

"You sound awfully confident. What will you do, grab me by force if I don't?"

A part of me wanted him to. What was wrong with me?!

"No, you will get on me, yourself without me laying a hand on you."

I paced back and fourth. Puzzled as to why I wasn't running away from him at this point. If he was trying to scare me it oddly wasn't working. This guy no creature felt like a powerful magnet that I couldn't stop feeling attracted to. Why wasn't I afraid of him, like I was with Matteo?

"What makes you think I'll do it?" I found myself suddenly asking, instead of telling him that he was crazy with his audacious request.

"Curiosity, drives you for the truth you seek."

I fell silent and watched him leisurely sitting on the bench. That was deep.

The question I wished to ask was important. But was I that desperate to know?

"I'm going to go back inside." It was best to walk away at this point.

"Go-ahead. Don't let me stop you."

I froze in my footsteps. I groaned internally and marched back to where he was sitting. Why was I returning back to him like a sudden boomerang?Vincenzo smirked shortly as I stopped right infront of him. Why isn't he not getting up. A huge part of me wished to grab his hand and pulling him up, but at the same time, I didn't trust the mischivious look in his eyes, if I dare tried.

I cleared my throat and decided to ask him instead.

"Are you not coming back inside with me?"

"As your sexy baby sitter you have a thing for, I'll take an extra charge to tuck you in bed as well tesoro." Vincenzo winked.

I slapped my forehead and shook my head at him. Did he just say he was my sexy baby sitter?! This guy was nuts. Or he's just flirting with me. I lips spread in a thin line, and I shook my head at him. I didn't have a thing for him did I?

"Please stop flirting with me. I'm sixteen years old and you're not my sexy baby-sitter." I folded my hands across my chest and shot him a mean glare. Vincenzo mimicked my mean girl actions back making me crack a short smile. Ok, I'll admit, he's sarcastically funny.

"I can't help teasing you. You're cute."

I blushed like a stupid tamato. I averted my eyes to the ground and shuffled on my feet. I don't know why I felt a little happy when he called me that. Crap. This is wrong and bad. Am I suffering from Stolkholm Syndrome? Because I really shouldn't be. I sighed heavily and returned my cautious gaze at him.

"Vincenzo please will you escort me back to my room, minus your extra charge?"

"Princess Kathy, will you please sit on my lap and I'll take you back as soon as I've answered your question?"

"Oh, why must you be so difficult?" I stomped my foot, feeling stressed out and angry.

Vincenzo let out a hearty laugh watching me amused with that glint in his eyes.

"Because I like seeing you get angry and frustrated, makes you look even more cuter to me."

"Look, here Mr Vincenzo..."

“Montesinos.” He replied after I paused to get his second name.

“Mr Montesinos.” I said in the most formal way I could conjure up. Vincenzo then got up from his seat and came towards me. I nervously gulped and took a few steps back away from him. I can’t believe he made me so nervous, that I couldn’t stare back at him.

“Kathy, please call me Vincenzo, hmm?” He dipped his fingers under my chin and lifted my face to meet his enchanting gaze.

I felt my cheeks blush and I slowly pried his hands away back down to the side, ignoring those wonderful tingles from his contact again.

“With all do respect, Mr Montesinos, I can’t.”

Vincenzo shot me a small look of disappointment. He slowly backed away from me, and started walking around me in a short circle.

“Why can’t you?”

“Because we’re not friends! I’ve been kidnapped and I’m not sure if I’m ever going to get to back home. I want to go back home so bad. My friends and family will miss and worry about me, and you can’t behave this way towards me, like you’re kind and flirty. It’s wrong…”

“Miss Pearson, do you have a problem with me being a werewolf?”

“No! No, it’s not that. I really don’t care if you’re some kind of alien from outer space. But Mr Montesino, let’s be real. I’m not that kind of girl like your friends in back inside that place. I’m not promiscuous as them.”

“I never said you were.”

“Look, I need you to stop flirting with me because a deep side of me is feeling scared.”

“About what mia amore?” Vincenzo’s eyes softened as he stepped closer towards me. I quickly took a step back from him maintaining my safe bubble distance. Vincenzo frowned. A wild side of me wished to just crash into his hold and hug him. However I knew I was not behaving like my normal self.

He was a stranger for crying out loud! I shouldn’t be feeling safe around him, yet here I was unable to the deny the obvious fact that I he made me safe, despite him being a beastly monster.

“That I might be developing… Stolkholm Syndrome.” My eyes watered as my voice cracke.

Vincenzo looked shocked and surprised, then he let out an amused chuckle as I finally stressed the worry in me.

With his deep laugh, the cry in me faded away.

“Stop laughing it’s not funny. I’m serious. I’m supposed to be a captive, I’m nothing more than a prisoner out here in Mr Roman Cortegas place, where ever this place is.”

My werewolf guy then took his seat back on the bench and nodded his head shortly.

“Well Kathy I understand your concerns. But sweetheart I’ll have you know you’re not getting or experiencing Stockholm Syndrome. Stockholm Syndrome is f^cked up. Pardon my French. It’s when a kidnapper abuses the victim physically and mentally then coerces them to rely on them with they showcase a form of kindness. The victim is blinded by the abuser’s kindness and thinks that they are in love, when really it’s the abuser who has orchestrated to reel the victim in to trap them in the forced relationship with them. Your case is different. You’ve been kidnapped to fulfil a purpose. I assure you tesoro, I will never lay a hand or abuse you a tortures physical way. My mother, may Moon rest her soul, has always taught me how to love, respect, cherish and protect women. It’s against my morals to ever consider hurting them or torturing them. So you see tesoro, you’re in good hands. Once you’ve completed your mission that Alpha Roman requires of you, I’ll personally take you home myself. Until then, I’d like you to consider me your friend and cooperate with my Alpha’s Mr Roman Cortega’s orders. Oh, and I’d appreciate it if you address me by my first name, sweetheart?”

I looked at him surprised and speechless. Throughout my whole time being at this place, I knew he spoke the truth. Because when we first so each other, even though he was butt naked, he never once laid a hand on me to stop me.

No, Vincenzo was a kind hearted man/wolf. He took care of my wounds and made sure I got something to eat before I someone else took me back to my room and locked me up.

“Vincenzo, what does Alpha Roman want with me?”

Delighted to hear me say his name, Vincenzo tapped his lap.

“Come here Kathy, and I’ll answer that for you.”

“Vincenzo are you serious?! I told you not to flirt with me.”

“I’m not, I just want you to sit on my lap.”

“Why?”

“Because as a good friend, I’d like to keep my favourite prisoner, warm.”

“Wait there are more prisoners here?”

“I guess you’ll never know.” Vincenzo sighed getting up.

“Wait, stop I’ll sit on you.”

“May I ask why?”

Because a huge part of me wanted to. I’d never let him know that.

“Because, you’re a good wolf err man, and I know you won’t do anything creepy to me like touch me up, because if you do our friendship is over.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Vincenzo sat back down and I nervously came towards him very, very slowly.

“Don’t do anything to me Vincenzo.”

“I won’t.” He held a mischievous grin, that made my heart nervously pound.

I cleared my throat nervously and sat side ways on him. As I did so, blushed hard as I realised as to how close we were face to face. I cleared my throat resting my hands upon my knees in a stiff manner whilst Vincenzo rested his hand upon the low of my back to support me. My heart pounded as I averted my gaze straight forward, not daring to look at him.

“You can place your hands around me for support tesoro, I won’t bite you.”

“Haha, so funny.” I said sarcastically and did so nevertheless.

“I know I am.”

Vincenzo then pulled me in a hug, making me yelp out in surprised.

“V-Vincenzo?”

“Relax sweetheart, you feel like a robot. Here, hug me back.”

“Oh-ok?” My heart hammered.

“Oh, god what am I doing?”

“Because you’re cold.”

I gasped out and slapped my mouth silly.

“I was not supposed to say that.”

“You’re still stiff sweetheart. Just calm down. Here take a deep breath in.”

He inhaled deeply by head. I nervously did what he told me to do.

“Now let it out.”

I exhaled out. We did this for atleast three times. My nervous tense muscles soon seemed to relax on him.

“You’re good at calming me down.” I admitted.

“I’m glad you are now.”

Vincenzo held me me in the comforts of his embrace, and I rested my head on his shoulder relaxing further.

“How do you feel?” Vincenzo asked with his hand resting on my shoulder, in a comforting way.

“Nice and warm. Are you sure you don’t have a fever, you feel like a cosy radiator.”

Vincenzo let out his deep laugh, rumbling through me in a powerful way.

“Like I said before I’m a natural warm blooded animal, I can survive in the coldest regions without my clothes on. Infact, you can see the steam come of me, even in winter.”

“What?” I slowly pulled away from his hold and rested my hands upon his shoulder.

“It’s true.”

“Ok. So will you tell me why Mr Roman Cortega has kidnapped me?”

“I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I’m guessing he’s kidnapped you to use you lure someone you know out to him.”

“What? How is he going to do that?”

“He hasn’t provided me with the details yet. He was supposed to text me today, but it seems like he was caught up in his sudden business meeting.”

Vincenzo stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I blushed at his contact and then caught his hand in mine, and shook my head at him.

“Don’t do that.”

“So what? You mean this?” Vincenzo then suddenly tickled me up and I laughed out loud in his hold. He wiggled his fingers at my sides and underneath my neck. I went to get up from his lap, but Vincenzo playfully trapped me with his legs and tickled me up some more. All the worry and nervous tension in me flew out the window.

I burst out in a fit of laughter and shook my head as my eyes let out happy tears, with those strange amazing tingles going through me.

“St-stop, stop I can’t breathe!” I cried with more burst of laughter whilst trying to catch my breath.

“Master Vincenzo please stop.” He spoke as I jolted on his lap like a spring.

By the way he grinned with his pearly whites, I could tell he was enjoying tickling me up.

“Master V-Vincenzo please stop!” I yelped once more and he ceased his tickles on me. I panted out catching my breath and then attacked him with my fingers. I tickled him hard, but in return I got an arch of his thick dark brow and stupid boring yawn.

“Wait, you’re not ticklish?”

“Nope.”

“Boo!” I pulled a tongue at him and he laughed pinching my cheeks.

“Hey quit it.”

“I’m sorry, you’re just so cute. Especially when you tried to tickle me.”

I slapped his hands away and rubbed at my cheeks, shortly scowling at him.

Vincenzo then wrapped his hands around me and pulled me close to his chest. I got comfortable on his lap, and didn’t protest to move away from him. It felt weird that I was absolutely 100 percent no longer afraid of him. Despite him being a ‘bad guy’ Vincenzo had a warm personality, that one couldn’t deny.

“So, princess the night is still young, what else would you like to know?”

Since I was on his lap I was curious than ever to find out the truth about his kind.

“How did werewolves come to be?”