Chapter 23Katherine yawned, the bright rays of the morning sun perching on her skin. Somehow, she had slept more comfortably than last nice. It was…soothing to be in Lucifer’s arms without a single care in the world.But now, she was back to reality. She didn’t even know what would happen next, but she hoped for the best. Her eyes fluttered open, squinting in an attempt to shield her eyes from the sun, but to no avail.Shifting back in the bed, she felt…nothing. Huh? Where were the big, burly arms that were wrapped around her last night? She shifted again, thinking that he had probably rolled over to the other side of the bed completely, but she was met with the same feeling.Nothingness.Slowly, she sat up in bed, turning to face his side of the bed. It was wrinkled, and Lucifer definitely wasn’t laying there. She wondered if she had said something stupid or did something. After all, why would he leave so quickly?She shook her head out of her silly thoughts, climbing out of bed and
Chapter 24“What do you want? You’re bothering me.” Lucifer said, lighting up a cigarette and bringing it up to his lips. In a slow drag, he pulled it away, exhaling as if he had been freed of all tension around him.Katherine stood by the door, arms crossed over her chest as her face contorted into one of confusion.“So, this is what you do, huh?” Katherine frowned, finally speaking up after a short while of silence. Her fists clenched as she stared at the nonchalant man, who flipped through documents that sat on the table. He didn’t bother sparing her a glance. The girl was too in over her head. Who did she think she was? The butt of the cigarette lit up as he took another satisfying drag, blowing the smoke out. Katherine coughed, waving her hand in the air, as if that would clear the air faster. She hated cigarettes, most especially the smell that followed. “Do you not care about me at all?” She asked weakly, stepping closer to him but still staying behind the table. Slowly, Lu
Chapter 25Lucifer moved down the dark hall in long strides, Anthonio rushing to keep up with him by his side. “Boss, they mentioned a little of bit of a hassle with the shipment, but things should be okay.” He said, clearing his throat and fixing his tie. Lucifer paused for a moment, turning to face him. His eyes went dark and he couldn’t hide the growing anger on his face. “A hassle?”Anthonio scratched the nape of his neck, avoiding Lucifer’s gaze. “Well, the thing is…” “I was in the middle of something, Anthonio.I’m sure you’re aware.” He cocked a brow, continuing his walk down the hall. “Yes, yes sir. I know and I apologize, but this was a matter of urgency and I had to have you out as soon as possible.” He babbled, linking his hands together in anxiousness as the briefcase he held in his hands somewhat weighed him down. For all his years of working side by side with Lucifer, he still feared him more than anything in the world. Forget being the Capo, when it came to anything
CHAPTER 26“Oh, she’s waking up now.” Angelie turned to the doctor as she watched Katherine shift around on the bed. A part of her was extremely relieved that Katherine was fine, since she had been locked in that room for however long. “Good. Good, give her time to re-energize.” The doctor, Cara said stepping forward to look at her. “She needs the rest, I’ve administered some medications that might make her extremely weak.” She explained, as she crossed her arms waking for Katherine to regain consciousness. Katherine’s eyes blinked open slowly. Everything around her looked like blotches of nothing and she became worried. Impatient, she quickly sat up on the couch and her hand shot up to her head as pain surged through.“Oh, dear. No, no,” Angelie rushed over, guiding Katherine’s head back onto the pillow. She had sat up too fast and it would surely affect her. “You need to lay down and get proper rest.” She mumbled, fixing the pillow up and dragging the blanket over her body.Kather
CHAPTER 27“You need to come over tomorrow.” Lucifer breathed into the phone, his voice low and husky. “Oh? When should I?” Natalia's edgy voice said from the other end of the phone. It hadn't been a long time ago since they had laid together, and it hadn't been a frequent service either. Somehow, buried deep in her, she felt as though Lucifer was beginning to lose interest in her. Of course, she usually had a lot of patrons, but Lucifer…Lucifer was different. Even though the sex was rough, she enjoyed it. There was a sliver of hope that soon she'd be the Dona—the woman hooked onto his right arm at all times—demanding utmost respect and rising to the top of the food chain alongside him.She wanted to be feared—respected—and she'd go to almost any length if she could have that for herself. “Tomorrow. As early as you can.” He said, his jaw clenched as he paced around the room. He was unsteady at the moment, and he just needed an escape from the flurry of emotions that he felt at the
Chapter 28Katherine was about to run mad.Or at least that was what she felt. Every day, there was always something new happening with Lucifer. She could never seem to catch a breath without getting the wind knocked out of her immediately after. After overhearing the conversation between him and Natalia yesterday, she knew very clearly where she stood in Lucifer’s life. “As if I ever even meant anything to him,” She snorted, rummaging through her wardrobe, looking for a dress to pull on. Angelie had already informed her to get ready for breakfast, but Katherine lingered behind, wasting more time than usual, because she didn’t even want to see him.All through the day, she tried her best not to interact with him, ignoring him with every chance she had, and so far, it was working smoothly. She was sure that he hadn’t even noticed anyway, but she knew that this was ideally the best thing to do. Stay as far away from him as possible. Finally getting dressed and ready to head out, she
CHAPTER 29The bullet was for Lucifer.Katherine shrieked, the air vanishing from her lungs, leaving her breathless. Somehow, Lucifer had tumbled onto the floor, crashing into a pile of bags in the gazebo's corner. His face was twisted in pain and a few meters away from him, she could see a shiny gold object on the floor coated in crimson red.“Lucifer…” Katherine scrambled to his side, kneeling beside him. He held a hand up to his stomach, as though he had been severely injured and at that time, he could barely move. Katherine’s feet seemed to be rooted to the floor, a telltale sign of the shock coursing through her veins.“Damn it…” He hissed, dragging Katherine by the foot sending her tumbling to the floor.“Are you trying to get killed?” he spat, as she crawled to him. Her hands hovered uselessly over him, unsure of what to do.“You're bleeding, Lucifer.” Katherine flung the sun hat off of her head, moving quickly to hold him down. “Help is coming.” She said, panicking. Fear gripp
CHAPTER 30Katherine stared outside the window, flipping the pages of a book that rested in her lap. This was the 5th book this week, and she was already growing weary. She sat perched on the edge of the window sill wondering when this whole thing would be over. Even since the shooter had attacked, everyone was on edge, most especially Lucifer. Alongside him constantly was Anthonio. Sometimes, as they passed through the house, she could feel his eyes on her lingering for a short while. When she finally realized that she was being observed, he'd peel his eyes away from her, avoiding her gaze.She found it odd, but did it really matter? They rarely ever spoke, and she was sure there'd be no reason to until she left this house for good. Anthonio was just the capo, nothing else—nothing special.Apart from this, she was tired of being in this house. It didn't help that she had no one to converse with, or any other thing to do. Gardening was a hobby that she loved and had just recently go
CHAPTER 110Katherine couldn't sleep. The events of the past night kept haunting her. She fixed her eyes on her door as though at any moment he would force it down and try to have his way with her.Panic wasn't good for her health and her baby and now she had forgotten what peace was like. Her mind raced. Could this be one of the reasons why Amanda had told her to always have her door locked? Regardless of what she hears? Did she know her husband took advantage of random women and had a fetish for pregnant ones?Last night, she had felt terribly hungry because she had skipped dinner. Any moment she didn’t have to share a table with Ethan and bear his glares was where she felt the most peace. The house had been quiet. Too quiet she didn't see the monster that slipped into the kitchen with her. She was about to reach into the fridge for a carton of milk when his hand clamped over her mouth and her scream was muffled. He shoved her back against the wall. She had kicked and struggled b
CHAPTER 109Cassius paced his sitting room with his jaw tight and fingers drumming against the desk.It had been too long. Two days with no trace of his son. It wasn't the first time he was doing it. Wilson had been disappearing frequently, always vague about where he was going, always brushing off his concern.But now…Now he was gone. There wasn't a call or text from him. No nothing. He had reached out to a few friends of his and they claimed to have not seen him since the afternoon of the supposed day he disappeared. Cassius wasn’t a man who panicked easily. But worry sat heavy in his gut, especially because he knew the stuff his son had been putting his hands in.Definitely, something had happened and it wasn't a good kind. He couldn't reach out to the police because then, that would be toying with dangerous men. And they wouldn't waste a second before snuffing life out of him.He was still contemplating on what to do when a sharp knock came on his door. He quickly dropped his ph
CHAPTER 108Katherine smoothed the soft fabric of the sundress Amanda had given her. It was light, floral, and felt like a second skin. It was the first time in a long while she felt... beautiful.The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the house as she stepped into the living room.Adelaide’s face lit up. “Wow, Kat! You look like a princess!”Katherine chuckled. “You think so?”“Yes! So pretty!”But then, there was a sudden shriek.Madeleine's tiny face twisted in anger. Her little fists clenched.“Take it off!”Katherine blinked. “What?”Madelaine lunged violently.“Take it off! That’s Mommy’s dress!”The child yanked at the fabric, her small hands gripping and pulling.Katherine’s heart dropped.“I—I didn’t know—”“Take it off now!” Madeleine's voice broke.Before Katherine could react, Ethan stepped into the room.“What's going on?” He asked, looking from eye to eye. “It's nothing,” Katherine said quickly. “I think I should take it off.”Amanda shook her head. “It looks amazing on
CHAPTER 107Katherine sat at the dining table, her fingers curled around a cup of green tea. The warmth seeped into her palms, but it did nothing to ease the discomfort in her body.“You look pale dear,” Amanda said and then her eyes flickered to Katherine’s stomach. “Is it the baby?”Katherine’s gaze darted across the room where Ethan was reading a newspaper. Or pretending to.She could feel his gaze flicking toward her every so often. It wasn’t her imagination anymore. It was him and he didn't hide it. It was readable.“Perhaps,” she spoke silently.Every time she walked past him, his eyes followed.Every time she spoke, his attention lingered just a second too long.“How many months gone are you now, Marilyn?”“Six months,” she said, finally breaking the contact.“That's great,” Ethan said suddenly, looking up from his newspaper and giving her a sly smile that made her heart pound. In fear.“Soon you would be without a baby,” he said softly as he eyed her. “We would love to see wha
CHAPTER 106Pain.That was all Wilson could process.His hand was useless, his fingers were twitching at odd angles. His wrist was swollen, the skin stretched taut and red. Every small movement sent sharp, nauseating pain shooting through his arm.Two guards dragged him through a long hallway, his feet stumbling over the marble floor. The house was even better up close—tall arched ceilings, thick rugs embroidered with rare designs, swords and artifacts were displayed like trophies.Wilson gritted his teeth, forcing his focus away from the agony.He had to think. He had to get out.The guards didn’t say a word as they shoved him into a small, dimly lit room. His shoulder slammed into the wall, but the pain in his hand overpowered everything else.“Please,” he said. “I'm thirsty.”“Make do with your piss,” they spat and stormed out, the door locking behind them.Wilson exhaled through clenched teeth, resting his forehead against the cool wall. His whole body ached. His mind was clouded,
CHAPTER 105 Katherine wiped her hands on her apron, exhaling softly as she leaned against the kitchen counter. The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting warm golden light over the polished wooden floors.She was exhausted and with every passing day, she felt more irritable than the last. She had accepted her fate but she felt she was going to suffocate and die soon.The Landans let her walk around the garden but she was fed up with seeing the same people everyday. She wanted to breathe a different air.She missed her maid, she missed Lucifer, sadly. She hated to admit it but she missed those rubs he gave her to soothe her. But he had hurt her. He only saw her as a tool.A spoon dropped and she stared at it for a long time, suddenly aware of how quiet the house was. It was the kind of quiet that made her feel like she was being watched.She had been feeling it for days now. That unsettling, creeping sensation that someone’s eyes were on her. It was the same way she
CHAPTER 104Pain still pulsed from Wilson’s cheek, but he barely felt it anymore.Not with that box in the room.Not with Giovanni’s smirk growing wider by every passing moment.Not with the way R leaned against the desk, silent, watching.The man holding the box placed it carefully on the table. It was sleek, black, and compact. Not large. Not meant to carry a body.But Wilson knew better.It wasn’t about size.It was about the message.Giovanni turned back to Wilson, dragging a chair closer. Slowly. Casually. Like they were old friends catching up.He sat down, crossing his legs. “Cassius’ little dog,” he repeated, “Tell me… do you bite?”Wilson flashed his teeth.“What can I say? I like pissing off old men.”“You don’t look afraid,” Giovqnnin observed, his tone etched with disappointment.Wilson forced himself to hold the stare. He wouldn’t give this bastard the satisfaction.“How disappointing. I expected him to beg.”R looked him over with the look he detested the most—pity. “Give
CHAPTER 103Wilson’s eyes fluttered open and he moaned out slowly. The world seemed to swirl around him. He turned his head slowly to the direction where a faint glow was coming from. His brain felt fuzzy and he felt exhausted as though all the energy had been drained from him.The room was silent. Too silent.The only sound was the soft creaking of the chair as he shifted, his wrists burning where the metal cuffs dug into his skin.“Hi sunshine.”The voice seemed to twitch something in him and his heart leapt for joy. “R?”Across from him, R sat leisurely with legs crossed. She looked completely at ease. A cigarette danced in between her fingers which she slowly dragged on like they weren’t both trapped in the belly of a monster.“Sorry, I forgot to thank you for the weed,” she murmured, smirking.Wilson swallowed, his voice rough. “R… Are you okay?”R smirked, tilting her head.Wilson’s gut twisted as he scanned her for any sign of injury. “Did they touch you? We need to get out h
CHAPTER 102R watched Wilson intently till he could bear it no more. She took a drag of her cigarette. “What is it?” He asked slowly.“Would you ever betray me?” she asks.Wilson shook his head and without hesitation he said in a loud and clear voice,“No.”She watched him more closely now. “Even if I betrayed you first?”Wilson’s chest tightened and he didn't answer. Not like he needed to anyway. Why she had asked that question, he didn't know.She nudged his side, her smirk playful. “Ready to break into hell again?”Wilson took another drag of his cigarette and smiled as a wave of relief washed through him,“always. What's our next mission?”“Giovanni's house,” she said simply. Wilson shook his head. “No way.”*.*Wilson pressed a hand against the cold, rough wall as he crouched lower, moving forward carefully. The underground tunnel was dark and the smell of wet earth congested his nostrils.He leaned closely to R whose eyes were fixed on her phone screen as she checked their locat