KatalinaIt was a sleepless night for me. I was tempted to cancel the trip to the countryside, but when I brought it up, Huracio made it clear that if we cancel, I wouldn't be able to visit Grandma in the next one year. I don't know why he said that, and didn't have the courage to argue with him as he was very angry about being lied to. How mad will he be if and when he finds out that I have been in contact with Mum? I couldn't help but wonder. Later at night, Emilia sent me text messages, asking if I was okay, but I was too embarrassed to reply. The next morning, Huracio was still not talking to me. When I tried to touch him, he swatted my hands away and left the house at dawn. Distraught and scared, I sent him several messages, begging for his forgiveness.Stone picked Emilia up and drove us to the airport where Huracio's helicopter was. Due to his presence, I didn't have to speak to Emilia. I was unable to meet her gaze and just kept my head bowed until we got to Ursburn. Ursb
Katalina “So?” The moment I entered my bedroom, I found Emilia seated and waiting patiently on my bed. Caught off guard, I instantly went pale and my jaws almost dropped on the floor. “What are you doing here? I asked in trepidation. My heart was beating so fast that the thudding was as loud as the crashing of a waterfall. “Waiting for you, obviously.” She rolled her eyes. “What did she say?”“She doesn’t want to talk about him.” I scoffed in disappointment, and relief.I walked into the room and sat down beside her. Since last night, this was the first time we would be speaking to each other. I instantly felt relieved the moment she asked about Grandma instead of what happened the previous day at lunch. It was as if the tension I had was imagined. “What are you going to do now?” she continued.‘I don’t know.” I shrugged. ‘Our flight is in the evening. You should try again tomorrow.” She encouraged. Nodding, I muttered “Sure,” “About yesterday…” Chills…My body went stiff
KatalinaIt was awkward at the dining table this morning. Grandma had a long face. Her wrinkled, bagging, under eyes had turned darker, and she seemed to be in a daze. She probably didn’t sleep at all. Feeling guilty for her state, I tried to get her to eat more oats, but she vehemently refused. Emilia had a smile for Grandma, but on the other hand, she ignored me completely. Since Aunty is a live-in nurse, she was curious to know why Grandma demeanor changed after going on a walk with me last night. I had no choice but to tell her that I made the mistake of mentioning my Dad. Aunty knew nothing of him or the effects of his demise, but she sternly warned me not to aggravate Grandma’s emotions because her blood pressure had been unstable of late. “She asked me not to tell you anything, but I am worried” she claimed. After breakfast, the nurse took Grandma to the local pawn shop. Behind it was a small gambling pit where Al tye old ones in Ursburn gather to play All sorts of card gam
Katalina“She really said that?” Emilia broke the heavy silence, and I nodded in response. “Do you think it's true?” I shook my head. “What if it is?”I looked up at her and shook my head.”I don't believe her.” “You have to get Grandma to talk about this. At least get a confirmation that…” she snapped her fingers and stood up. “DNA! A DNA test will solve this.”“That's true.” I nodded excitedly, wondering why I didn't think of it. All we need are some of Grandma's hair and maybe nails. “Let's go search her room.” Being that Grandma was out of the house, it was the best time to gather samples. We hurried to her room but got nothing. Not even a strain of hair. That felt very strange. Wasn't she combing her hair? “Doesn't she like you combing her hair! Just offer to do it when she comes back.”Emilia exclaimed. “It will be too late?” I replied with a deflated spirit. “Why?”“Our flight is in the evening.” “Oh,” her shoulders dropped. “So what do we do now?” Just then, we heard
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
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