October 12th

When we arrived at the shopping centre Leo grasped my hand.

I then yanked my hand out of his.

He looked at me and grabbed my wrist again this time tighter, "Don't fight me."

"Why do you have to be rough?" I asked, "Can't you just hold my hand like a normal man? We are in the human world."

"Exactly," he mumbled, "I don't trust them."

"You don't trust anyone," I said, "And humans are the least of our threats because they have this wonderful thing called the police. When a human breaks another wonderful thing called a law, it is the police's job to punish them, and because of this, humans don't tend to do whatever the hell they want because they know they will get in trouble for it. They also have equal rights for women, but let's not get into that..."

"I understand the human world, even if I do think it's stupid," He retorted. "And maybe I want to hold you."

"Wow that was almost sweet," I remarked looking down at the way he still held my wrist. "You really are quite the romantic."

He rolled his eyes and grinned as he slipped his hold down to my hand, "I can be romantic, Sweetheart. You just haven't given me the chance yet."

"I don't believe it," I laughed.

"Maybe if you stopped trying to push me away, you'd see?" he replied. "Give it a try one day."

I smiled sarcastically before we reached a clothes shop.

"Can we go in there?" I asked.

He shrugged, "whatever."

I picked up a slightly cropped top. And looked at the price. Before I could find it Leo had pulled it out my hands and put it straight back on the rack

"Too short," He mumbled before dragging me away.

This is going to be a long day.

"Stop looking at the price. I am paying," he said covering the tag on a t-shirt I was looking at.

"I can't help but be conscious. My brother and I used to struggle to pay our bills and buy food let alone luxuries like clothes," I explained.

"You don't need to worry about that anymore, okay? I'll look after you," he said kissing the top of my head.

I have to give it to him, that was kind of sweet and warmed my heart a little.

He was still a shitty person though.

I picked up another top, this time a tank top.

"Too low," He said referring to the neckline. "You're already appealing and tempting enough to men- believe me. Wearing that would be like practically giving them an invitation to take advantage of you."

"What I wear doesn't give anyone the right to take advantage of me, Leonardo," I replied under my breath. "And it's not like I really have any boob to show anyway."

"No one has the right to touch you except for me. If no one else can touch you then why do they need to look at you? That's like reading the menu but not being able to order," he argued taking a short skirt out of my hand and putting it back on the rack. "And you have great boobs. Don't put yourself down."

I shook my head and turned around to another shelf, I felt his hand squeeze my butt gently and I snapped back around to face him.

He looked around innocently before giggling to himself and flashing me a cheeky smile.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Leonardo Loren," I scolded in as serious a voice as possible but I couldn't hide my grin.

Oh shit, I'm falling for him.

He smiled, noticing my blush before averting his eyes away and holding up a floral top.

"What about this?" he asked.

"Sure, that's pretty," I replied feeling the soft fabric between my fingers.

I then noticed a denim skirt with buttons up the middle and lifted it off the rack.

He took it out of my hand and held it up to my legs, presumably to size up its length, "Yes, that's fine," he said eventually.

"This is like shopping with a Grandmother," I said nudging him.

"You have a pretty smile," he replied cupping my face. "I wish you'd use it more often."

How was he so God damn charming?

I turned away from him, to hide my only increasingly red cheeks.

"Give me more reasons to and maybe I will," I said, before spotting something on the rails.

I smiled in delight before picking up the hanger.

"You wanna see my smile?" I asked.

"Of course," he said.

I grinned menacingly.

"Then go to the fitting rooms and put these on," I said turning around to show him the leopard print men's skinny jeans in my hand.

His eyebrows raised.

"Not my size, sorry babes," he replied.

"I don't care," I said. "And I think them being a little too small will only make your ass hotter."

"You think my arse is hot?" he asked a glint in his eye.

"Maybe..." I said. "I'll know for sure when I've seen you in these...or is your ego too fragile?"

"Fine," he said taking the jeans in one hand and my hand in the other. "I hope you're ready for this."

Three minutes later, I was sat patiently on the chairs in the men's changing room waiting for Leo to come out one of the rooms. The place was empty and I could hear him groaning as he squeezed them on which only made me snigger.

At long last, the door unlocked and slowly opened.

At first, I couldn't even get any noise out. My laughter was too intense. Shortly after, I erupted into fits of giggles.

"Oh Leo," I said. "They suit you."

"They do, huh?" he said as he did a 360 turn.

They were only long enough to reach his mid-calf and so tight he may as well have tattoed his skin with the pattern. His ass did indeed look very hot in them, however.

"I can't really breath," he said lifted up his shirt to show how tight they were around his waist. "But beauty is pain, right?"

"And this....this is certainly beauty," I replied. "It makes a nice change from the black you usually wear and it's very...you."

"This screams me to you?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Leonardo Loren in leopard print. I don't know how but somehow it works," I said with a shrug.

"I'm going to have to take them off before I suffocate. Do you want one last look at my ass or....?" he replied.

"Fuck off," I said. "And change before you rip them."

He turned and went back into the changing room. I did take the opportunity to take one last look at his rear end but only very fleetingly to avoid being caught.

We spent the next few hours shoppin and I slowly found myself actually not entirely repulsed to Leo anymore. He was actually...sort of...okay?

"Lingerie," he said abruptly as we stood in the middle of the busy mall

"Um, do you want to find a café or something because I also need to go to the drugstore and get some other girl stuff," I said hoping this would be my chance to escape and talk to Logan.

"No way," he said bluntly.

"But I have to get boob and blood holders-"

"Ew, why did you say that?" he asked.

"Would you prefer 'over the shoulder boulder holders' and 'future Japanese flags'-"

"Stop," he said plugging his ears.

"Leo, you've fucking killed people. I think you can deal with blood," I replied rolling my eyes.

"Ella, say it a little louder please," he said sarcastically through gritted teeth as he looked around to check no members of the public had heard. "I think there's a cop over there, do you wanna go and tell him too?"

"Well you just wait here and continue to be immature and I'll go and do what I gotta do," I said. "Okay?"

"It not happening. You don't even have my mark yet and I can't risk losing you," He interjected. "...And besides, I'm going to be seeing this lingerie. I want a say in what you choose."

"Get your mind out of the gutter," I stated and he sent me a cheeky grin.

He was in a better mood today. Far more relaxed and tolerable and there was even a sense of humour emerging.

Leo took me to a lingerie shop on the edge of town. I don't know how he knew about it, I didn't want to ask, but the women who worked there seemed to know him and after we had entered, they turned the 'open' panel on the door to 'closed'.

I narrowed my eyes before turning to the racks and racks of risque and sexy lingerie.

"I prefer a bulk pack of white granny panties," I said bluntly.

He smiled and picked up a black lace thong, "I prefer this kinda thing," he said.

"Leo-" I began.

"Sssh," he hushed forcing them into my hands before beckoning over one of the women who worked here.

She was maybe forty years old, dressed in a tight black pencil skirt and a shirt far too tight over her boobs revealing her lace bra beneath.

"Ursula, will you sort my girlfriend with a selection of lingerie. As always, money is no problem," he said, running his fingers along the padding of one of the bras, without even looking at the woman.

As always?

She nodded before turning to me, "Size, miss?"

I looked up at Leo hesitantly.

He smiled and turned away from us, taking a seat on the couch on the other side of the shop, "Pretend I'm not here," he said.

"32 B," I said quietly to her.

Ursula smiled, "The dressing rooms are through there," she said, "I'll bring sets to you to try on."

"Try on?" I asked, swallowing.

Leo laughed as Ursula ushered me towards the back of the shop and through an open doorway, down a short hall and through a curtain.

The room was fully mirrored with a plush poof to sit on. I slipped off my shoes and sighed, looking at my reflection.

Leo was a regular here. It was obvious.

I wondered what the other girls he'd brought looked like. If their cup size was bigger than a B or if they were tall with beautiful long legs and the perfect glossy curls.

I sighed and sat back down a few minutes before Ursula appeared with a bundle of lingerie.

I forced a smile and she left me to try it on. It was all silky, sheer and lacy. There were no prices on the labels but one set alone felt like it cost more than I could ever afford.

As I looked in my reflection, I didn't hate it. I'd never seen myself in anything other than an old, skanky bra and a pair of the cheapest Walmart panties and it wasn't horrible to finally have something nice.

Well, until Ursula came in with one more set, "Leonardo picked this one out," she said, reminding me that all this was all for his benefit than mine.

I sighed and gave her a slight smile.

"Are you alright, hun?" she asked.

I nodded, "Just a little overwhelmed," I said, "And it doesn't feel great to be treated just like another one of his barbie dolls."

She smiled before glancing over her shoulder before stepping in and closing the curtain, "The power is in your hands, girl. He is head over heels for you and you could easily drive him insane with that cute little body."

I grinned as I turned back to the mirror and looked at my body again.

"Use it as a weapon," she said in a hushed tone, "That'll teach him."

I nodded and took the set he had chosen out of her hand.

I changed into the black set. It pushed my boobs up and the sheer mesh of the thong stretched all around covering only just enough.

Just as I was adjusting the straps to fit perfectly, I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hall, different from the clink of Ursula's heels.

My eyes widened and I quickly grabbed my shirt.

But I didn't have time to put it on before the curtain was pushed aside and Leo ducked his head to enter.

"Fuck," he said, looking at me up and down.

His eyes were already black with lust.

"Get out," I ordered.copy right hot novel pub