KATALINA "... “ Green-eyed turned around and glared at her friends. The one who spoke realized what she had done and hurriedly backed away with her hands over her mouth. "Oh my god. I am sorry. I didn't mean to say that " The fear in her eyes was chilling. Seeing this, I realized something. This green-eyed girl must be terrifying. I should get rid of her as soon as possible. “Look, girl. I don't want any trouble. The last girl who tried to get bitchy with me ended up in a wheelchair. Unless you want to go down that path, I will advise that you back off now. Huracio doesn't play with me." "What? Are you threatening me?” She sniggered. "Don't be so confident. You have been married for just three months, yet almost every day I spend the night at your house fucking your husband while you snore away.” She rocked with confidence, her voice dripping with mockery."You were at my house? Lies!” I yelled at her, losing my composure for the first time. How could she be at the house and I
KATALINA “Rosa!!" I yelled angrily, the moment I stepped out of the car. After spending three months in this house, I now knew where all the staff lived. It is a detached house at the back of the main building. I headed that way but met Rosa just as I was about to make a corner. “Miss Kata…”"Where is it? Take me to her room!" I snapped in her face the moment I set my eyes on her. She looked so confused that I would have laughed at her bewilderment if the situation wasn't dire. "Miss, I don't understand. What room?" "His mistress's room. I know you know where it is. Take me there. I want to see it right now.” "Miss, you are mistaken. There is no… " "Shut up. Shut up, shut up!” I screamed in her face. My eyes were so wild that even I could feel the strain. She took several steps back and Stone suddenly appeared between us. "What's going on, Miss Katalina?" He gravelly asked. "You too. I know you are also in on it. Your boss is cheating on me right under my nose. Take me t
HURACIO“Do not touch anything. I am on my way." I grunted into the phone after seeing the clips of what Katalina reduced my house to. Two hours later, I was standing in the middle of the kitchen, unable to comprehend the devastation surrounding me. Everything was broken, toppled, and trashed. “Whose blood…”"I think she hurt her legs," Rosa replied. My heart tightened at her words. "Get me the first aid box," I grumbled and hurried upstairs. Opening the door, I met her sprawled on the ground, sleeping. She was wearing a bathrobe which covered everything. I reached out to lift the hems so I could check her wounds. They were covered in scratches of different degrees. There were small patches of dried blood near her feet, and her white robe was also stained.Sighing, I made to scoop her off the floor, thinking she was deeply asleep considering how tired she looked. Instantly, she jerked out of her sleep and glared at me. Her eyes were red and wild. “Kitty…” "You son of a bitch!
Chapter 54: AneHURACIO. Beep, beep. My phone vibrated, indicating an incoming message. It was from Malik. Ane had been taken to the pit. Sighing, I stood up and headed for the underground torture chamber. Getting there, I found her tied up in a chair. She looked as scared as hell.I stood outside the window, watching her. She had her head bowed, with her hair covering her face. She was crying silently. The past week has been very tedious. The situation in Africa is at a boiling point. Adore Ridges survived the attack in Nigeria, and his counteraction has set off a domino effect that has forced Salvatore to travel to Africa while I am left to handle everything on this end. Therefore, running back home to find Katalina throwing a stupid tantrum was very upsetting. Except, I wasn't even mad at her. I was mad at this girl. If she didn't seek Katalina out, everything that happened wouldn't have happened. It was her fault. As I stepped into my designated torture chamber, her head sn
KatalinaI woke up cold. Remembering where I was, I couldn't help but fall into despair. I tried to coil up and generate some warmth, but my legs were stiff from being squeezed together all night. The worst part of this was my full bladder. It was pressing down so hard, urging me to let go, but I dared not. As a dog, there are rules to be followed. I can only eat when my master gives me food. I can only sleep in my dog cage and move on all fours. I must always have my collar and dog mask on.I am not allowed to speak human language without permission. I have learned dog languages like barking, whimpering, whining, and panting. I must always pant with my tongue hanging out in the presence of my master. I must take permission to pee or go to the toilet. In fact, Huracio intentionally made me drink a large bowl of water the previous night, so as to use a full bladder to punish me in the morning. As a dog, I have no sense of self. I belong to my master and my only purpose is to p
HURACIO The trip to my office was silent as Katalina was catching up on her sleep. Getting there, I led her by the leash into my private elevator. I made sure we arrived early to avoid the staff and the humiliation of getting stared at like a freak. Though nobody can Identify her due to the mask, I would rather spare her the trauma. When we got to my office, I ordered her into the cage in my resting room, then went back to my desk without feeding her. Around 10 am, Malik arrived with Ane. She was wearing a pink dog-jumpsuit costume, and led by the leash. Unlike Katalina, she enjoys being a spectacle and would seize the chance to shine if the situation wasn't dire. “Boss, she is here.” Malik pulled her in. “Woof, woof, woof.” The moment she saw me, she started jumping around, barking, and whimpering. She rolled around, wagging her tail. Unlike Katalina who was still practicing her barks, Ane's barks were sensual and fragile. It makes you want to pick her up and rub her like a r
KATALINA For six days, the punishment continued. Each day, Huracio would make me drink a bowl of water before bed, fuck me senseless in the morning, then take me to his office where he would feed me during lunch. After that, he would make me feed that slut. I found out her name was Ane. I can't describe how painful his betrayal was. I continuously reminded myself that I was a pet and had no rights, but my heart grew heavier and tighter since I first saw Ane arrive at the office. Here I was, struggling to stop myself from falling in love with him while he saw me as nothing but a part of his sex toy collections. The most annoying thing was how he was so casual about it. As if it was normal, and I shouldn't feel bad. Though he was attentive to me and did his best to show that I was his favorite, knowing that I had to share him with some other women dampened my spirit. Yet, I had to pretend that I was welcoming to the other pet. Otherwise, this punishment window might never close. On
Katalina The first two days after such punishment are always awkward and slow. My knees, having gotten used to crawling, were taut and achy when I finally stood on my two legs. The change in eye levels also made me feel disoriented for some minutes before I adjusted to being able to see the sky without throwing my head backward. The most embarrassing of it all is the spontaneous instinct to bark when Huracio does something that could be an order to a dog. Like this evening, he returned and joined me in the kitchen, where I was preparing dinner. The moment he called my pet name; Kitty, my reaction was to bark. Fortunately, I caught myself on time and stopped. He chuckled, came over, and smacked my butt. “Do it." He smirked teasingly. “Woof, woof!" I responded, then turned away with a snort. “Have your things ready. We are moving in the morning." He muttered into my ear, then grabbed my earlobe and bit it. I whimpered like a dog, then bit down on my lip, making him chuckle more.
Huracio.As always, Pecan's lights are dazzling. Unlike other days when the rich and affluent frolic around, indulging in the fresh breeze, tonight, it is bustling like a marketplace. Lots of cars started arriving at 6 pm, and by 7 pm, all major news outlets were on site, ready to document what has been tagged as the biggest real estate contract for the next ten years. Salvatore insisted that we make an appearance together, therefore, I had no choice but to leave the club with him. Arriving at Pecan, all I could think about was how excited Katalina was the last time we were here. I relived all our conversation that day. She was upset about her Mum, I got mad, and fucked her until she squirted all over herself in the elevator. Then, we had lunch, and we went to that rock where I had everything set up. It was so beautiful…If I had known that she would go missing the very next day, I would have locked her up in that room, never letting her go. I carefully stepped back when reporter
Huracio “...” The silence in the room was deafening.I expected him to say whatever he had to say and leave, but he sat down, served himself a glass of vodka, took a sip, placed the glass on the table, reclined into his chair, and started gazing into nothing just like me. Well, if he had nothing to say, then we should just enjoy the silence. It wouldn't be the first time. Feeling a little unsettled, I threw the bit of vodka in my glass behind my throat, then filled up the glass again. Just as the cup approached my lips, Salvatore finally broke the silence. “You should go easy on the drinks, Huracio. You are not looking good.” “...” I stiffened for a moment, took a deep breath, then took two large gulps of the drink, emptying the cup. I then proceeded to pour myself another drink. Salvatore stood up and snatched the bottle from me. It was sudden and unexpected. “What are you doing?” I grunted angrily. “I have a mission for you.” He said solemnly. “I can't have you drunk on th
HuracioI feel dead inside. It's been 6 months and Katalina is still gone. I have searched everywhere. I hired two private investigators who are still looking for her.I have fallen into a routine. I work, sleep, work, and sleep. If someone ever told me that I would ever faint from hunger or fatigue, I would have scoffed in their face. But there have been days when I was rushed to the hospital after collapsing. I am now anemic, malnourished, and stressed. It's not that I don't want to eat. But I don't get hungry. And even when I ate, it all tasted bland. I explained this to Gerald and some tests were carried out, but nothing was found. Medically, I am okay. According to Gerald, my mental health is at stake. Though he didn't tell me this, Rosa reported it to me. I have moved out of Katalina’s house. If it were up to me, I would change the office building too. She is haunting all the places I have taken her to. Whenever I am in the office working, her teasingly soft giggles would sud
Huracio “She is pregnant, Helena. You know how Massimo is. Do you want him to sell your grandchild?” Bound to a wheelchair and wrapped up in bandages, Helena continued to stare at Salvatore and I with unrestrained contempt. “It is in Katalina's best interest if we can rescue her before Massimo sells her to the highest bidder just like he tried to sell you back then.” Salvatore sneered. He wasn't sounding like someone who was begging for anything. Feeling uneasy, I secretly stepped on his shoe, but he just shrugged and continued. “If Dante didn't help you to escape, you and your daughter would have continued to service Massimo’s business associates till this day. That is if he didn't force her into one of his brothels. You are one of the reasons Dante died so easily. Had he known that you are this stupid and petty, he wouldn't have bothered saving you.” In response, Helena just rolled her eyes and continued ignoring us. “Helena, I know there is so much bad blood between us, but Ka
Huracio“What do you mean by that? How can she be gone?” “I don't know.” The Doctor’s voice trembled over the phone. I ended the call and dialed Stone's number. “Hello,” It was a female who picked it. “Who is this? Why do you have this phone?” I asked as I started walking out of my office building. “The owner of the phone is unconscious and getting some stitches done. Are you their family member?” Fuck. I couldn't believe my ears. My pregnant wife was gone, and my trusted bodyguard was unconscious at midnight. It felt like the world was coming to an end. It's been three days since Helena shot Katalina. Not only was I unable to snatch her from the hospital, we also have to wait until she goes to jail to be able to even touch her. Luckily enough, Salvatore has enough connections to prevent Massimo from snatching her too. To punish me, Salvatore ordered that I stand guard, doing night duties with my men at the City Central Hospital. Meaning that I could only see Katalina durin
Huracio“Your wife lost a lot of blood, but everything is fine. The bullet didn't hit any major vein, but she will need some physiotherapy due to nerve damage.” “Nerve damage?” I frowned in worry as the doctor gave me an update after the surgery. Katalina was still unconscious and Emilia was with her. “Yes. It's not a major problem, but to prevent limping and weak knees, physiotherapy is highly recommended.” “For how long?” “It depends on the extent of the damage and her body. Until she is awake and we perform more tests, I can't give you specifics.”“Okay. Thanks Doc.” I left the doctor’s office and went back to Katalina’s room in the private ward. She was still on oxygen and had a heart monitor attached to her. She looked so peaceful and pale. Emilia was seated on a large couch by one of the windows. “Give me your phone.” I casually snapped my finger at her. Looking puzzled, she handed me the phone. I entered Rosa’s numbers into it and handed it back to her. “That's Rosa's n
Huracio “What did you say?” I sprung off my seat, unable to believe what I just heard. “Ms Helena kidnapped Emilia at gunpoint, sir. She is leading her away.” “Helena kidnapped Emilia? What about Katalina?” I asked, feeling extremely uneasy. “The Madam has gone to the restroom, sir. She was supposed to meet Ms Helena there, but …” “I am on my way.”That damn Helena! What is she up to now?From the beginning, Helena had been playing me. She knew who I was and intentionally walked into my trap. She controlled everything, making me pursue her. She gave me a tough time for six months, asking me to wait till her daughter clocks eighteen as she had no intention of getting into any relationship until then. After that, we dated for three good years. Then she proposed, then ran away leaving her daughter behind. The most infuriating part of all this is that she was able to predict my actions and reactions. Knowing that she has psychoanalyzed me to the smallest detail, makes me feel very
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
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