“please, enzo.” you whimpered as lorenzo nipped and kissed your neck.

“listen to those sweet sounds,” he purred against your skin. “bet she’s never made those for you, eh?” he smirked and looked up at your boyfriend, who was bound to a chair in the corner of the room, watching you and enzo as he gently lay you down on the bed.

“fuck you, berkshire.” your boyfriend spat.

“this isn’t about me. how could you ever cheat on such a perfect angel?” he whispered to him against your skin.