Katalina The flight back home was done in a daze. If not for Emilia who was by my side, reminding me that I needed to stay alert because of Stone's presence, I would have crumbled. The urge to just curl up on the ground and cry my heart out was strong. It was as if every part of me had somehow developed heartbeats. My head was thudding in three different places. My temple, my nape, and the left side. My real heartbeat wouldn't slow down, and my skin seemed to also be breathing and prickling all over.When Stone saw me looking pale and covered in goosebumps, he was alarmed and earnestly turned to Emilia when he got no response from me. “She ate something. It's allergies” she told him in a monotone. “What did she eat? What allergy is this?” He asked, sounding alarmed. “We don't really know. But she is better now. You don't have to worry.” When I got home, Huracio welcomed me with a spread of delicious dishes. But how can I eat peacefully, knowing well that my biological father, wh
Katalina Huracio grabbed my butt, and squeezed it. I yelped and playfully smacked his hands. That move would be okay anywhere but not inside my school! What was he playing at? I heard some guys hooting, and a very soft but long whistle. Blushing, I hurried into the car. He chuckled devilishly, then jumped me. Luckily the windows were tinted. Just as the car made it out of the school gate, I was able to come up for air. “Where are we going?” I gasped. My cheeks were flushed, and my lower lip was bloodied. The kiss just now was brutal. It was as if he is wanted to suck my dry. “You will see.” He gasped then slipped his hand into my pants. I hurriedly helped him out by unbuckling my bel. Once that was down, I leaned back, spread my legs wide, giving him full access. I was already dripping wet, and when his fingers slid in, I shivered in excitement and expectation. Once he was in, I reached for his buckle and undid it, freeing his budging and pulsating prick. It felt so warm an
KatalinaLooking away from him, I found the car approaching the 7 stars hotel. I thought we were going to his house, but we were actually coming here? How I would have been happy if not for the conversation we just had. It left my heart heavy. So heavy that one of my dreams was about to be fulfilled, but I couldn't get excited about it. Having lived in the Golden Orchid District for years, I have watched the coming and going at the hotel from my bedroom window, dreaming of a day when I would also have lunch and dinner at the rooftop's Michelin restaurant. It is open twenty four hours a day, and always lively on weekends. Instead of joining my Mum on the beach to watch fireworks, during festivals, I would rather stay by my window and watch the restaurant's patrons as they watch the fireworks. For some odd reasons, it felt more lively that way. Though Huracio said Mum wasn't here, I couldn't shake off the feeling that she was. I couldn't help but suspect him of intentionally bringing
Katalina“Ding, Ding.” The elevator door opened and Huracio dragged me out. My legs were still shaking and my breathing was erratic.“Good afternoon, and welcome, Mr. Ignatius, Young Miss, welcome.” a soft, conservative feminine voice rang in my ears. Gush, I was still seeing double. I shook my head and my blurry vision finally cleared somewhat. In front of us was a lady in a navy blue, pencil skirt that stopped right above her knees, and a body-hugging white polo, with the Hotel's insignia. It was when I saw her that I realized that the elevator brought us right into our room. Huracio had booked a presidential suite for our lunch? What exactly are we celebrating? Though that sparked my interest a little, it was the least of my problems. Huracio had fucked me so hard inside the elevator that I ended up squirting all over it. I was soaked from my waist down and the hotel attendance had noticed. I was red in the face while returning her greetings. Luckily she was very professional
Katalina The meal was sumptuous and the white wine made me feel fly. “What else would you like to do?” Huracio asked as we made our way out of the restaurant. “I don’t know. Maybe go to the movies?” I replied. He twitched his nose and shook his head. “You just finished eating lunch, Kitty.” “…” Yeah. So? I gave him a quizzical look since I didn’t understand why he said the obvious. “Let’s take a walk on the beach.” “Okay.” I blinked, realizing that it’s normal to take a walk after eating. We returned to the room to find some beach wears, already prepared. I instantly knew he had more plans but was trying to lure me into it. He wore a sky-blue, caribbean shirt with flowers and coconut tree motifs, while I got a yellow, three-piece-suit with a long boyfriend jacket. The beach was bustling as the tourist season flows into mid-Autumn when the air is too chilly for people to hang around the beach. He held my hand and we moved away from the crowded area until we got to a rocky,
Katalina“Gawd, it's so good.” Emilia groaned as she stuffed her mouth with the toffees I brought back from last night. It's one of her favorite desserts, so before leaving the hotel, I had Huracio order some from the restaurant. “Did you bring the file?” I asked, trying to steal a piece. She swatted my hand away, snatched the box off the restaurant table and glared at me. We were at one of the ‘okay’ restaurants in school. It was midday and we just finished lunch after a series of lectures. Instead of ordering dessert from the restaurant, I brought out the toffee, but wasn't allowed to eat from it. Had I known, I would have ordered them separately. “That's too much for one person, Emilia. I bought it for us, not just you.” I pouted while rubbing my tingling hand. She just rolled her eyes and kept eating. She grabbed her handbag from the chair next to her and brought out a file. “I made a copy just like you suggested.” She said between mouthfuls. She then handed me the file. I fl
Katalina“Hand me the file. Where is it?” Mum snapped at me. Her eyes were so cold and hard. “Mum, what's going on? Why are you doing this?” “The file, Katalina. I don't have time for this.” She waved the gun around as she was talking, scaring the hell out of me. “Okay, okay. I will give it to you.” I quickly brought it out and handed it over to her. She took it, gave it a quick glance and nodded. Right after that, she headed for the door. She didn't ask me to follow her. She was going to leave me behind just like I expected. Though I suspected that this would happen, I couldn't help but feel wronged. My mother was abandoning me. A dense wave of anger surged out of nowhere. Before I knew what I was doing, I had hurried over and stood in the door, blocking her way. “Katalina?” Emilia called my name in shock. “What are you doing?” Mum sneered at me. “When are we leaving, Mum?” I asked in defiance. My eyes were on her gun the whole time. She squinted her eyes at me while tuckin
Katalina Getting outside, I found the lecture room area eerily silent. Apart from Huracio’s men who seemed to have taken over the area, there was nobody. Mum dragged me over to my car. Stone was standing by it. “Open the door.” She snapped at him.” With a nod from Huracio who was close behind us, Stone opened the back door and she literally threw me in the back seat, locked the door, then got behind the wheels. “Don't be afraid, Kitty. Apply pressure to your wound. I will be right behind you.” Huracio yelled as Mum closed the door. “Follow me and you will never see her again.” Mum yelled at him. Once that door was closed, all I could see was his mouth moving. I couldn't hear anything he was saying again. Mum started the car and headed for the school gate. Taking Huracio's advice, I looked around the car, but there was nothing I could use to staunch the blood. “Mum, Mum, take me to the hospital, please.” “...” I got no response. The bullet had caught me on the side of my rig
HuracioI yanked her pants down and buried my head between her legs. Inhaling her fresh scent, I couldn't help but sigh. Nothing changed. She was still as intoxicating as ever. She was wet and her thong was soaked. Resenting the piece of lace standing between my tongue and her juice, I rubbed her hard and protruding clitorise. “Aaaah,” She grabbed my hair and jerked her waist up. Yes. This is how I remembered her, how I always wanted her. Slutty and wantonly demanding my touch.“Wueueue, mummmmmy, I want my mummy!” A child’s cry pierced the air, breaking the spell, and bringing us back to our senses. “David!” She gasped and tried to get out of my hand. “No!” instantly filled with resentment and rage, I pushed her back into the bed and trapped her with my body. “Huracio, that's David. He needs me.” “No. I need you. It's my turn!”With eyes filled with confusion and worry, she glared at me. “Huracio, let me go.” “No.” I hurriedly unbuckled my jeans and slid into her pussy. “Ar
Katalina.“Sleep deeper, ten times deeper, twenty times deeper. At the count of five, I will snap my fingers, and you will wake up.” Huracio’s calm and clear voice continued to speak while my heart raced in anticipation for what was about to happen. He counted to five and snapped his fingers. The girls immediately opened their eyes. The men behind them slipped their hands around them and started playing with their bodies. From their nipples to their necks. They buried their noses in the girls’ necks, kissing and biting. Their huge hands didn't go gentle on the breasts, and the girls couldn't stay still or quiet. They were acting drunk and lewd. They really thought it was Huracio that was touching them. They were wimpy, and wiggling, with his name on their lips. He buried his nose in my hair and sniffed me like a dog in heat. “What do you think?” he whispered close to my ear. Watching them like that was quite arousing. I could feel his arousal pushing against my back, and I was tem
Katalina After consoling me, I asked him what he did to them, and he told me it was called hypnosis. He had been hypnotizing them for a week now. Once they gave him the permission to do it the first time, he gained access to their subconscious and could hypnosis them at any time. “As long as what I ask them to do is what they want, they will do it.” He said with a smug face. “So, what do they want now?” Though I knew exactly what they wanted, I still couldn't stop myself from asking. “What else?” He scoffed cockily. “They want me. Are you jealous?” He ruffled my hair when my eyes darkened in anger at his words. His actions reminded me of Dad, and my emotions suddenly got more complicated. “Wake up!” Huracio snapped his fingers. Miss Kim and Grace slowly opened their eyes. They looked relaxed and refreshed. Like someone who just woke up from a deep, long sleep. Grace stretched and grunted, while Miss Kim just sat up and adju
Katalina “Give me your hand.” He said to Miss Kim in a soft, yet authoritative voice. Acting coquettishly, she slowly placed her hand on his outstretched palm. Huracio closed his palm around her hand, and suddenly jerked it. “Sleep!” He ordered. To my shock, she instantly slumped against him. Her eyes were closed and her body was soft. “Oh my gawd! Huracio, what did you do to her?” I snapped in shock and fear. Ignoring me, he scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the biggest couch in the room. After that, he turned to Grace. “Come here.” He said to her, “Yes, Master.” She whimpered, then started crawling towards him. “Huracio, what is going on?” I asked again, really scared now. What sort of trick could turn people into zombies? The thought that he could do that to me started a storm in my mind. “I just put her under my spell.” He shrugged, looking all smug and p
KatalinaMiss Kim suddenly walked forward and raised her hand to slap me. I had enough time to stop it, but why should I? Huracio was their guest and I wanted to see how she would explain it to him. If his feelings for me were still the same, she would be in for some serious trouble. Wouldn't she?“Pah!”Despite how tiny she looked, her slap carried some serious weight. The moment it hit me, my neck involuntarily swung to the side, and my ears started buzzing. Dazed, I took several steps back, holding my cheek. I could literally feel it throbbing like heartbeats, and the pain spread to every part of my face. Fuck. If I knew it would be that painful, I would have stopped it. It's not like Huracio would let me go even though he didn't love me anymore. Just as I was trying to shake off the dizziness that suddenly assailed me, Grace rushed over, trying to follow up with another slap. Just then, the front door opened. Distracted, h
KatalinaIt was a very long night. I have never felt so stifled in my life.Emilia and I spent half of the night sitting in silence. What should we do? It wasn't that we didn't know what to do, but we had no idea how to go about it. Just when dawn arrived, I turned to her. “You should leave.”“What about you?’ “Me?” I chuckled derisively. “I know I can't escape him. But I will feel better if you do.” “He said he wouldn't hurt me.” Emilia reminded me. “I am not scared of him.” I replied with a forlorn face. Huracio keeps his word. So When he said he wouldn't do anything that would hurt me, I believed him. “Salvatore.” Emilia whispered that dreadful name. “He was the one who ordered Dad's death. Dad did nothing, yet he had him killed. What do you think he will do to you once he finds out that I dared to return?” I gave her a level look, hoping she would understand why she had to leave. “...”“We are in America. I still have time…* “You think so?” I wanted to believe her but my i
Katalina“Kata, I am worried. It's been more than a week.”“I know.”Emilia sat beside me as I watched David run around in the flower garden we found behind the house where Hoseok left us more than ten days ago.Since then, he hasn't come back. Two days after he left, he simply told me on the phone that we should sit tight and wait for him. I thought he was trying to arrange Emilia's travels, but after that phone call, his numbers became unavailable, and his absence became like a heavy hill, placed on my chest. I couldn't stop thinking that something terrible would happen soon. Luckily, Emilia was able to inform her father about the situation we were in, and the man promised to take care of their family. They talked every day, and up till now, everything seemed fine on that side. “What can possibly be going on with Hoseok?”“What if we go back and check?” “But he asked us to wait.”“He needs his family's approval. What if he doesn't get it? Wha
Huracio It's midnight, but Houston never sleeps. The night is cold and the breeze is biting as autumn is just around the corner. Standing in front of the hotel’s balcony, gazing at the city lights. The sounds of cars consistently breaking into my thoughts, — I closed my eyes and let my spirit fly. In five years, this is the first time I am in tune with everything around me. I can feel the ambiance and see the details. I feel alive. A few hours ago, Stone returned with a report. Katalina is staying offshore on a relatively safe island, and Emilia is preparing to move to Poland. “We can't let her leave. As long as she is here, Katalina will not be too stubborn.” I told him. “Boss, do we really have to go this far?” Stone finally asked the question I knew was eating him up since I activated RedNote. “What do you think I should do, Stone?” I gave him an enquiring look. “...” Not knowing what to say, he brought out another file and h
Katalina“You have to help me!” I grabbed Hoseok's hand once Huracio got into his car. To my exasperation, Hoseok just shrugged casually. “He can't do anything to you as long as I am here.” This over pampered man had no idea what he was messing with, but he was all I had. I must somehow make him getting moving.“No, Hoseok. You don't understand. Huracio can do and undo. He will find a way. Please, help me.” “Let's go back and talk about this. But first, are you Catherine, or Katalina?” He sneered, his gaze filled with suspicion. Knowing I had no choice but to come clean, I ran my hands through my hair in despair. “It's a long story.” “Kata, what will happen now?” Emilia stepped forward. She was pale and scared. “I don't know. I honestly don't know.” Back in the apartment, I told Hoseok a watered down version of what really happened, and lied about why I needed to escape. “He is that kind of man?” He gasped when I told him that Hur