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Inspired by Crashed by Chris Daughtry
He was out late again, another business meeting he attended while she sat at home alone. While she waited for him, she had stumbled upon information she wasn't suppose to, information that he was keeping from her. She had discovered the truth, the truth that she should of been told about, months ago. By the time he returned home, she had a few hours to gain her courage to confront him about the deceit and lies. She was ready for him when he walked into the living room.
"Lorenzo ...." she stood up from her seat on the couch.
"Sorry I'm late, the meeting ran over. We had a lot of business to discuss tonight." he replied as he went to the wet bar and poured himself a drink. He could see there was something wrong and questioned her. "Something wrong?"
"You could say that. I guess I will just get to the point." She reached for the files she hand found and threw them at him. Papers scattered everywhere. "Why the hell have you been lying to me?! Lying for months!" she shouted as a shocked look came over his face.
"Lying about what?" he played coy as he took a sip from his glass.
"Don't do that, Lorenzo! You know damn well what I'm talking about! You have been lying to me about your recovery and going behind my back to go up against Sonny, all the while I'm sticking my neck out for you and covering *your* ass, thinking you are not capable of handling the business by yourself!"
He knew he'd been busted, there was no denying it now. She knew all of it and there was no way he was going to talk his way out of this one. "Okay, yes I've been hiding my recovery from you."
"And ? ... dammit Lorenzo!" she shouted as she headed for the stairs.
"Where are you going? We're not done here, Skye!" he called after her.
"Yes, yes we are! We are done, completely done. I am leaving this house, and I am leaving you Lorenzo. You can have this business if you love it so much. Apparently so much more than me or Lila Rae!" she snapped back. She headed up the stairs to pack an overnight bag.
Lorenzo took the quickly drank the alcohol that was left in his glass and slammed it down on the wet bar. Obviously upset that Skye was leaving him and leaving with his child. She came downstairs shortly after that and he asked her where she was going.
"I don't know where I'm staying tonight. I know I'll be far away from you!" she stormed out of the house.
She threw her overnight bag on the back seat and got in the drivers seat of her car. As she drove away from the house, it had started to rain. Lightning lit up the sky as she drove down main street. The rain pounded hard against the windshield as she pulled into the parking garage of the Metro Court hotel. Her eyes welled with tears as she couldn't help but think of all the lies she had been told, for months she believed him and believed whatever he told her. What a fool she felt like. She parked the car and took her bag from the backseat. She took the elevator up to the 21st floor and stepped off into the hallway. She followed the hall to Room #2132. She stood outside the door and hesitated. She knocked on the door.
The door opened revealing him standing in his black silk robe covering his black pajama bottoms. "Skye? ..." he said as he didn't bother to adjust his robe to hid his bare chest, "What are you doing here? It's really late."
She rushed into the apartment and closed the door, Ric unaware of what was about to happen, but he knew whatever it was, she would be in control. She dropped the overnight bag on the floor at her feet and pulled him to her. Her lips met his, a hunger drove her as all she wanted was to numb the pain she was feeling. She wanted to be with someone tonight, she needed someone to hold her, to love her, to make her feel like the beautiful woman she knew she was.
It was all happening so fast, she had whisked up into a whirlwind as soon as she walked into the apartment. Soon their half naked bodies were caressing each other on the couch, then to the floor in front of the fireplace. She needed for the pain to go away, and like a drug, Ric was the one to make it all go away, at least for tonight.
The passion intensified as they explored every inch of each other, lightning lit up the sky and illuminated the living room as their bodies intertwined and they became one. He thrust against her hard, moans of pleasure could be heard with every rhythmic stroke. She had to have him, she couldn't resist his touch, his scent, the taste of him only made her wanting him more. He was hungry for her, wanting her, needing her to be one with him, their passion ignited and intensified.
As they lie in each other's arms, the amber glow of the fireplace warmed them. He saw she had drifted off to sleep and he got up and slipped on his black pajama bottoms, being quiet so not to wake her. He went to the wet bar and poured himself a drink. As he stood pouring the alcohol into the glass, he felt her hands come from behind him and wrap around his waist. "Offer a lady a drink?" she purred.
He did so and handed her a glass. "Care to tell me what happened tonight?" he asked as he took a sip from his glass.
"Well, the short version? I found out Lorenzo has been lying to me for months and I left him. I needed someone to dull the pain and that was you."
"I'm glad I could help." he replied as he took the last sip of alcohol from his glass.
"I need something more from you ..." she proposed
"And what might that be?" he asked, his interested piqued.
"I want you to help me take down Lorenzo and take over his territory."
Ric grinned a devilish grin. "With pleasure."