Chapter 82Katherine had already made up her mind. Today wasn't just going to pass by with her lazing around. She was going to do something, and she would do it right.She quickly took her shower and got dressed before she stepped out of her room. Her hair had been made up into a tight, yet messy bun and she wore a casual dress, slipping into her sandals. Angelie was the first to notice Katherine popping her head out of the hallway, "Oh!" She yelped, almost startled to see her brown eyes staring right at her."Miss Katherine, is there anything I can help you with?" She hurried over to her side, and that's when her eyes traveled over her body. It was only 12 in the noon and Katherine was rarely ever showered and dressed by this time of day. "Nothing really," She wrinkled her nose in amusement, shaking her head. She stepped out from behind the wall she was peeking from and went to sit on the couch, "I just needed some of those reusable bags from the kitchen, but I have no idea where t
Chapter 83"Don't tell me that you're turning this into a thing now Katherine?" Lucifer asked, lifting his eyes up from the documents in his hands. "What ever do you mean, Mr. Cain?" She smiled, her dimples on full display. "We have personnel hired for this. You don't have to cook, or clean, Katherine. You're overworking yourself and it isn't good for the baby.""You make it sound as if I'm working all the time," She rebutted sharply, plopping onto a single chair, "And besides, you don't hear me complaining now!" She sighed, propping her legs up and crossing them over the other while she popped cherries into her mouth. "This is the fourth day in a row that you've prepared breakfast or dinner," He looked at her knowingly, "It seems you're trying to adopt the title of housewife now, hm?" "Oh wow," Katherine snorted, "As if. I just kinda feel weird sitting around all day, with no work to do, and besides, it gives the chef some time to rest.""I'm paying them. They don't need rest, a
Chapter 84"I am utterly surprised." Katherine gasped, dropping some fertiliser onto the soil bed."Why?" Lucifer paused, looking at her. "A man of the underworld...in the garden!" She laughed throwing her hands up in surprise. "I know a few things about it. Don't think I don't." He squinted his eyes, watering the flowers. "Yeah, sure. You're not even holding the watering can right." She pointed out sassily. "You don't even know what you're talking about." He murmured, standing up. "I'm sure I do. I literally used to grow all the veggies back at home, Lucifer! But thanks for helping." She beamed. "Mhm." He wiped his face with handkerchief, "I'm thirsty." "There's some lemonade on the table under the gazebo, help yourself." She said, "I'll be right there. Let me attend to these lilies."He strode over to the gazebo as quick as he could, sitting down and pouring a glass of lemonade, downing it so fast to quench his parched throat.A few minutes later, Katherine joined him, taking
Chapter 85“Turn around,” Lucifer ordered as he narrowed his eyes. The petite girl in front of him spun, flaunting her curvy, perfectly-shaped ass right in his face. Not as perfect as Katherine’s though.Even though this wasn’t for any sexual reasons, he couldn’t get the image of Katherine out of his head. “Closer.” He grunted and she complied, stepping closer to Lucifer. He scanned over her body, before directing her to the right side of the room with a swift motion of his fingers. She gave a small smile before following his order and sashaying. Time passed, and the girls seemed to bore him. There was no ounce of excitement aroused in him, which was fairly unusual, and at some point, he got so sleepy that he almost dozed off. With an annoyed grimace, he commanded Antonio to take the approved girls to the club to begin work immediately while the rejected grils were to leave. As they all started to file out, he retreated back to his study to round up the work for the day, but he was
Chapter 86Katherine struggled to breathe as her sweaty hands' grip tightened on the plate that she held in her hands. She silently choked back her sobs as she stumbled away from the door, running to her room.Her head ached and her heart pounded so hard that her chest felt as if it could rip open at any more. Why did Lucifer always make her feel like shit? Was she just nothing to Lucifer? A pawn in his game?She quickly entered the room, locking the door behind her and sliding her back down against it. The bread that she had baked for him still sat on the plate, though cold now.In a fit of rage, she stood up and threw both the cake and plate into the trash bin, before she flopped on her bed. The world just kept spinning all around her and she could barely think straight anymore.The warmth and excitement that she had felt for the long-awaited gender reveal had turned into a feeling so hollow and bland. Everything that she’d heard today just dampened her mood. Now, who was she to be
CHAPTER 87“Where the fuck is she?”Lucifer’s voice cut through the mall like a gunshot as he stormed into the store, and the heavy glass doors slammed behind him.The sharp click of his shoes on the marble floor was the only sound as he moved forward. He was losing his cool but he had to be in charge.His men trailed behind him, all clad in black with their weapons aimed at everyone. At his presence, the cashier gasped, stumbling back into the counter. Someone near the entrance tripped over his own feet, scrambling away with eyes that were wide with fear. A mother clutching her toddler, dropped to the ground to shield her from him.No one dared to breathe.Lucifer didn’t even glance at them. They were nothing. His stare was deadly and locked onto the trembling guard standing stiff as a corpse.“You dare to repeat what you said on the phone, eh?” Lucifer spat, his voice dripping with irritation.The guard flinched, his hands shaking as he tried to speak. "S-Sir, she went to the restr
CHAPTER 88Lucifer stood in the dark, the glow of his cigarette casting shadows across his face. From up here he couldn't see the city, watch everything. He was careful. Always have. How couldn't he have known.He took a drag from his cigar, the only thing to keep his red hot anger at bay. He should have installed the darn tracker on her the instant it crossed his mind but of course he was too confident that nothing could ever happen to her. Not under his watch.At that instant, his door pushed open and his men stormed in, huffing and panting. Their mud stained boots leaving trails on his mahogany floorboards, stirred irk within him.Why were they here, so suddenly?His eyes shifted from each of them, searching for Katherine, perhaps she was behind them being stubborn. “Good or bad?” He asked finally, before setting his cigar on a tray.“Bad.”“Where is she?” he asked, the words leaving his mouth carefully.The men exchanged worried glances and bowed their head.“Mast—”“Did I stutte
CHAPTER 89Everyone knew there was no truth outside the underworld. If you wanted truth you could resort to being a pope or a vicar. But the one thing stands; all men lie.Truth was a bait. It was the one thing that could build you and break you and it wasn't new to everyone. You had to know all these, experience all these before you become initiated into brotherhood. And if you are a leader, you are always the target. And if you can't be reached, your brother man would be the “eye for an eye”Lucifer exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing. He didn’t believe in coincidences. He believed in rats. There was a rat in the house and he wasn't going to wait for it to show itself.And when you found one? You burned down the nest.Isla cowered and scrambled back when she saw Lucifer walk in. Lucifer’s presence always meant something dreadful. “Lucifer.” Her voice was rough, hesitant. “Didn’t expect to see you.”“I want to speak with you and I need nothing but the truth,” he said, his voice cold
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