Timothy had spent almost forty-eight hours in front of the building where Darren had been seen entering, but the young man in question had not appeared at all, and there was no sign of Kath. However, his immeasurable obsession kept him paying a small fortune to two members of the organization operating in Philadelphia, to keep constant surveillance with him. He only left the car to buy snacks or use the bathroom at a café a block away from the building.It was around five in the afternoon when one of his accomplices finally saw Darren appear on the sidewalk, immediately occupying the back seat of a black BMW with tinted windows, preventing anyone from seeing inside. Without hesitation, he followed the car, feeling the thrill that always invaded him when he saw his hopes of being led to Kath renewed.And this time, he was right! Just a few blocks away, the sleek black vehicle stopped in front of a commercial building, which matched it in terms of sophistication,
The Red Rave's car was armored, so the security decided to stay inside it and prepare to leave as soon as possible. The armor was not enough to calm Darren and Kath, who embraced each other and cried, terrified, living the materialization of the nightmare that had haunted them once. It also did not deter Timothy, who pounded the bodywork, hit the windows with the revolver, after firing two shots at the front window and discovering the protection.Even with his hired men trying to convince him that no one would jump out of the car, and with other cars fleeing the street and starting to open a space for Dean to leave, he continued to threaten and curse. His last desperate measure to not fail in the attempt to take Kath with him was to shoot the tires of the black car, but shortly after, he was surprised by the arrival of another BMW, from which two guys began shooting at him and his accomplices, hitting one of them in the abdomen.Westwing would have continued there, exc
"Why run away?" She asked, finally looking into Darren's eyes when she managed to speak. "Why leave and survive, when he is my life? Why continue in this damn world if I'm going to become empty again... hollow, like I was before?""Never say that again, okay?" Her brother pleaded, nervously. "I need you, Kath. I need you alive, even if it's far away from me, again! Harry would want you alive too, I'm sure, and..." He closed his eyes and swallowed hard. "I'm almost certain that Timothy doesn't just want to kill you, and my stomach turns when I think of the disgusting things he could do if he caught you." He added, not controlling his own tears as he exposed his most intimate fears."Neither we from the police, nor your bodyguards, could guarantee your safety..." Mike reinforced."Besides, if you ignored this Timothy guy's presence, stayed here, and got married, your dear fiancé, whom you're so worried about, would also be at risk, which until now we have no reason to believe he is." Jo
The small plane soared through the night sky, carrying with it a burden of secrets and the weight of a life left behind. Kath, in her disguise, was now a specter of her former self, a phantom escaping the clutches of a relentless pursuer. As the plane landed on a remote airstrip in Texas, the Gleizer siblings were ushered into a waiting car, driven by the couple who would play a pivotal role in their new lives. The sprawling Texan landscape stretched out before them, a stark contrast to the bustling city life they had known. The plan was set in motion. The false story of their demise was spreading like wildfire through the media, and the grief of their loved ones was already beginning to echo through the lives they had touched. It was a painful sacrifice, but a necessary one to ensure the safety of those they left behind. In the days that followed, Kath and Darren settled into their new identities on a quiet farm. The couple who had taken them in were understanding and discreet, kn
"I don't believe in destiny, but I think that somehow we belong together. You are by far my most beautiful half."- Gean Carlos. The airport was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, reflecting Kath's state of mind. The sound of her ragged breathing mixed with the constant hum of machinery and distant voices, creating a melancholy symphony that accompanied her all the way to the boarding gate.Darren, beside her, held her hand tightly, trying to convey some comfort in the face of the difficult decision that had just been made. His eyes reflected a mixture of sadness and determination, knowing that the future ahead was full of uncertainties.As they boarded the plane, Kath felt the magnitude of the farewell intensify. She sank into her seat, the sobs now more contained, but still present. Darren remained by her side, an anchor of support in the midst of the emotional storm that was enveloping her, because he knew that his sister wasn't made of iron
"My heart still aches from the memories of that love, which went away leaving a part of me completely destroyed inside."- Clamaste Meanwhile, in Philadelphia, Harry was enveloped in an uncomfortable emptiness, a feeling that something crucial was slipping through his fingers, things didn't seem to make sense, something was missing.Why did he feel that something was missing inside him? Why was something wrong, but he didn't know why?Time seemed to drag on, and unanswered questions danced in his mind, creating an anguish he couldn't articulate.Red Rave spent days mourning Kath's death, and the members of the board and most of the employees were truly dismayed to hear what had happened to the company's president, because even when she hadn't met Harry and was a closed person with a pastel life, she had always been admired for paying above-market wages and providing decent working conditions, which wasn't always possible in industry and
"She was definitely no ordinary girl. She could set any cold heart on fire. And as if by magic, she could have eternity in every moment. In every smile."- The Last Love Letter. What had happened to Kath?Why had she ended up in the protection service? That's what everyone wanted to know, why? What had happened? The people close to Kath wanted answers, except for Harry, who knew Kath's real identity and had even learned from Brad and Dean that Timothy had somehow found the Gleizer brothers and chased them down.But he hadn't expected the police to arrive at the apartment where he lived with his fiancée without her. Why didn't they do their job?Why didn't they protect her?Why?There were so many questions, but no answers.He hadn't expected a couple of detectives with a few objects to be identified, as a mere formality, since, according to them, the police car transporting the brothers had already been duly recogni
"Today I can see that your eyes show me the way and your mouth tells me how to walk it. With our hands entwined, I know I can go on without fear. If I need to, I'll get down on my knees, proving my love, I have several appeals followed by a flower. I know that the only place I feel comfortable is in your arms, where I know I belong."-The love they described.The cup of cold coffee took on a new meaning, representing the moments shared around that hot drink, the deep conversations and the looks that spoke more than words. The man raised his cup as if to toast her memory, letting out a heavy sigh.The rain outside intensified, as if the sky shared the man's sadness, and the drops beat against the window like silent tears of nature, a symbiosis of pain between the man and the world around him.The clock on the wall continued to tick, but the man felt that, somehow, time had frozen in that space where past and present were intertwined
The games of domination and submission, of pain and pleasure, in the secret room, became a constant in the couple's life after that day. Not because Kath needed control, in business, in the home, in life or in sex, but because they liked it, because it was really, really intense and pleasurable to fulfill fantasies and test limits.It wasn't because they had become parents that things were over, but because they were still young, and having children, a family, only showed that being submissive and a slave was a thing of the bedroom, and apart from that, they were a normal couple.Not because either of them needed to be someone they weren't when they were out of there, wearing masks and disguises, but because they could simply play with some of the many facets of their personalities, which were intimate and private, which belonged only to the two of them.Not out of fear or necessity, but by choice. Because they discovered together that, between four walls, anyth
"To taste your lips was a dream come true. To taste you was the best thing I've ever felt in my life." A shiver ran through his body from head to toe, and his hands took a firm hold of my shoulders, squeezing them. It felt like an electric current was running through both of us, from one body to the other without stopping.He blindfolded Kath, offering her pâtés, creams, cheeses, jellies, liqueurs, and massaged her entire body with aromatic, warm, edible oil, which he tasted himself, kissing, licking, biting, sucking, until the last drop was mixed with his own saliva."I'm going to put you to bed." She looked at the huge bed and then at me."What do you want to do to me?" she asked rudely."I intend to make you come. May I, Mrs. Winston?" She gave me a small smile with the corner of her lip."If I tell you to stop, you will!""Of course. " I replied.I took her on my lap and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Minutes later, she was playing at chasing him, while he pretended to attack her like a cornered animal, which was perfect for them to be in the positions of dominator and dominated, even if he left her in control most of the time.Slowly, he turned to face her, wanting to get a better look at the clothes she was wearing, if they could be called that. Kath was wearing pieces made of glossy black leather, which shone brighter than the black dye on my Bugatti, and a beautiful bodice covered her full breasts, compressing them, and tightened her waist, making her look even slimmer. A thong was all that covered her intimacy. On her arms, black latex gloves went up to just above her elbows. Leather boots went up to the middle of her thick thighs. The heel was so high that it seemed to cause pain to her ankles. She looked stunning, even dressed like a sadist.The deep red lipstick on her thick lips reinforced this image. Her long blonde hair was straight and flowed dow
"Date, but date someone who is as horny as you are. Never allow the flame of passion to cool, renew your relationship day after day. One of the advantages of having a relationship in which the flame of passion is still burning is that you can send - love fuck me - at any time of the day, night or dawn, and the person will do anything to get there as soon as possible."PedricovickEven though Kath had shown her weaknesses to him over the years, Harry had never stopped seeing her as determined and brave. Perhaps he even considered her stronger today, when the woman he had once seen as a female in heat, surrounding the male and putting him at her mercy, had turned into a lioness surrounding her cub, making sure that nothing could get to her or miss her.For the time being, however, both Kyra and Chase would still need a lot of care and direction for some years to come. They were children of just over three and one years old each, full of energy and curios
The reception, held in an intimate and charming venue, continued the warm atmosphere of the wedding. A modest banquet and a lively dance floor marked the beginning of the celebration of a shared life.She had never felt so complete and happy as she did at her wedding. Now, she was officially a Winston, and had a real family, something she felt inside, and was part of.The happiness inside her couldn't fit inside her chest; if she could, she'd want to shout out to the whole world how happy she was.Kath and Harry's wedding in the small church with only a few guests was a testament to the strength and depth of their love, celebrating not only the commitment they made that day, but also the whole journey that had brought them there. It was a significant start to a new chapter in their lives, full of promise and hope for the future they would build together.In fact, the color white, the result of the reflection of all the colors, was the perfect metaphor f
Kath knew she had good friends and that the Beauvoirs considered her a member of the family, but she still couldn't imagine receiving even a small part of the love that awaited her when she returned. Relief and joy could also be seen on the faces of people like the groom's grandparents, Samuel and Artie, and employees like Lily, Cora, Dean, Brad and Kevin, who had fortunately remained working for Harry or the company. Most people weren't content with just paying a visit, so the couple's apartment remained full of people at all hours of the day for over a week.Kath's return took everyone by surprise, but at the same time as questions arose, friends and family were happy to know that Kath and her brother were fine, and it was all just a big scare and a nightmare, which ended.As soon as they returned to civilization, news of the engagement spread among friends and family, bringing joy and happiness to all who witnessed Kath and Harry's enduring love.Then
Harry and Kath's reunion was marked by intense emotions, a mixture of joy, relief and love.Harry held the woman he thought he had lost with special care, as if he feared she might slip out of his arms at any moment."My love!" He spoke, pulling away to look at her face, caressing every bit of it, as if to make sure it was real. Like him, she was much thinner, haggard and with dark circles under her eyes that her make-up couldn't completely disguise, but she was still beautiful, illuminated by the late afternoon sun."I'm sorry for the pain I put you through." She begged, wetting his fingers with tears."You don't have to apologize for anything, Kath. I'm just glad to have you back," Harry whispered, as he hugged her tightly. His words were a balm to Kath's heart, and she felt grateful to have such a true love by her side.The intertwining of fingers and the tears that marked Kath's face were silent witnesses to the suffering they had both endured
The detective handed Harry the envelope containing the revelations about Kath's fake death. Harry's hands trembled as he opened the envelope, his eyes scanning the photos which confirmed that Kath was alive and well.A wave of contradictory emotions washed over Harry.His first reaction was intense nervousness, mixed with a hint of anger at not having been told earlier, and he wondered why Kath had kept it a secret and how he would cope with the flood of feelings that engulfed him.However, as he examined the images, the anger was quickly replaced by an explosion of happiness. Kath's familiar face, now no longer obscured by the pain of loss, smiled back at him in the photographs. The discovery that she was alive was an unexpected blessing that flooded Harry's heart with a joy he could barely contain.Harry's hands clasped the photos, and he felt tears of relief mixed with smiles on his face. He was nervous about meeting Kath again, but this anxiety was ecli
The company that had once been full of life now seemed bleak and empty. Harry, still dealing with the pain of loss, made a surprising decision: to return to work at Kath's company.By taking a more active role in management, Harry was determined to honor Kath's legacy and keep alive the vision they both shared for the company. He immersed himself in the responsibilities, finding a way to channel his pain into hard work and dedication.As the days went by, Harry discovered aspects of the company he hadn't known about. He immersed himself in the projects that Kath had started, finding notes and ideas that she planned to implement.In doing so, Harry felt a deeper connection with his beloved, almost as if she were guiding him in some way.Mike didn't visit Harry that afternoon, as he had planned, and let the boy suffer for a while longer, unaware that Kath and Darren were alive and well. When Windson returned to work and officially presented himself as the new major