Huracio
“ What the hell do you mean you lost her? How hard is it to track a woman?” I yelled on the phone, unable to control my building rage. I had instructed my men to track Helena, Katalina's mother. That woman thought she could run from me, the devil. Too bad for her,I was going to find her and drag her back here then she was going to explain exactly what transpired eighteen years ago. They had a trail they were supposed to follow, how could she just disappear out of the blue? My plan was falling into place, how could I allow her to escape my grip? “ Find her. I want her found and brought to me as soon as possible." I barked orders before ending the call. “Useless!" I cursed, kicking a flower vase in my office, sending the item shattering on the marble floor. “ Calm down,we still have everything under control." My best friend and second in command, Salvatore,said trying to calm me. " What fucking control? Everything is falling apart. That woman must have learnt something and that's why she ran away." I snapped at Salvatore. “ I have waited for this moment for eighteen years. I am not going to let some bitch destroy everything." I added, pulling my hair. " Nothing is going to fail. Calm down because nothing comes out with you in a bad mood. She escaped, so what ? We still have the daughter in our clutches. She is more useful than Helena. After all, she is hís daughter." Salvatore reminds me. His words seem to work on me as I take a deep breath and nod afterwards. " You are right. Katalina is more important than Helena."I agreed, running my hand through my hair. When I forced her to take her mother's place,I hadn't considered using her in my plans. I only wanted to save my ass. The last thing I wanted was for my business associates to think that a woman screwed me over. Now, she is part and parcel of my grand revenge plan. Since she is my wife now,I will get to have her where I always desired; in my bed,under me. When I first met her, I wasn't expecting to meet a siren, a walking temptress. She was the spitting image of her mother yet she exuded a charm that was so hard to ignore. She was like a flower,an untainted one that was fit for admiring. She had a body enough to bring any man on his knees to worship her. She didn't seem to realize the amount of power she held though nor did she notice the lustful glances I kept stealing. At some point,I had to excuse myself and take care of my raging member which threatened to tear through my slacks. As dirty as it might sound, I jerked off at the image of her on fours,taking me in her depths. Now,I do not need the imagination,I'll have her in any way I want. After satisfying my lust towards her,I will then use her against her family and then discard her. I will destroy them all, just like her father destroyed my life and family. Just the thought of her perfect naked body pressed against mine as I rammed into her is enough to have my d*ck coming alive. “ I have a feeling she knows more than just what happened to my brother that night." I add. Helena loves her daughter. It doesn't make sense that she ran away and left her behind, with me. If she somehow learnt about my identity, she wouldn't have left her daughter behind in the hands of the devil. “ Maybe this is a trap and Katalina knows where she is.” Salvatore proposed but I shook my head. " She would never put her daughter in danger. Besides, that little bird is clueless about her mother's whereabouts.” I declined the idea. I can tell when someone is pretending and nothing seemed like pretense when I declared that her mother's disappearance meant she would be my bride. “ Be careful,you can't be too sure." Salvatore reminded me. " I'm going to see my wife." I said with an evil grin which didn't go unnoticed by Salvatore. " Remember our mission Huracio. Don't go playing house with your enemy's daughter and forget what happened to your family." Salvatore warned me. He was no fool. He knew about my obsession towards Katalina and saw it fit to remind me before I got too lost in the play. What he didn't know was nothing would stop me from getting my revenge on that bastard, not even Katalina’s tempting body. A woman can make even the strongest alpha males submit. But my revenge could never be sabotaged by a woman, or so I thought. "I know what I am doing." I snapped angrily. One thing I hated was having someone remind me what I already knew. Walking to the room arranged for my new bride, I walked to the scene of Katalina struggling with unzipping the wedding dress. The dress was originally custom made for Helena, who would have thought that it would be a perfect fit for her? It was no surprise to me though, the two could pass off as twins and not mother and daughter. From their looks to their body size. But the aura from their bodies set them apart. When I saw her walking down the aisle, I had that urge to strip her naked and bend her In front of everyone and claim her as mine.However, I managed to hold back my caveman thoughts and continued with the wedding. It wasn't easy but I managed to keep my d*ck in check. I stalked towards Katalina with measured steps. The closer I got to her, the more my erection grew. “ Need help?" I whispered into her ears, making the engrossed Katalina jump in fright. “ What are yóu doing here?" She screamed, taking a step away from me. I raised my eyebrows lazily, a cunning smile gracing my lips. " What do you want? Force yourself on me? Don't make me hate you more than I already do.” Katalina hissed at me with a glare. “ Force myself on you? What do yóu think I am? A rapist?" I inquired, my voice dangerous and chilling as I advanced towards the now trembling little woman. With each step I took forward, Katalina stepped back until her back collided with the wall. With my left hand,I trapped her, my other hand snaking her waist. “ I don't need to force anything. By the time I am done with you, you will be begging me for more, little bird." I whispered in her ears making Katalina shiver beneath me. That reaction made me smile triumphantly. The little bird might hate me,but her body reacts to me. " What are you doing? Get your hands off me." Katalina struggled. She was like a prey cornered by a hungry predator and I was loving the hunt. She tried pushing me away, but it was no use. With my other hand, I grabbed both her wrists and held them over her head. " You will soon find out what I can do." I murmured before pressing my lips on her soft pink lips. The kiss started out soft, gentle. My lips slowly and softly caressing hers. I sucked her lower lip between my lips, licking and nipping at the flesh. She started struggling before pushing me away. A glare settled in her eyes as she lifted her hand and slapped me across the face. " Shameless bastard!" She cursed, glaring at me with undisguised hatred. " I don't know what you are planning, but I am no fool. I will never sleep with the devil." She hissed before leaving the room, slamming the door behind her. I touched my stinging cheek,a smile spreading on my lips.She sure had some balls laying her hands on my face. But I liked how feisty she was. I would have so much fun breaking her. I couldn't help the chuckle that left my mouth. "You are going to beg me to f*ck you and I will enjoy it babydoll. I will make you want and crave me like a drug then I will have fun torturing you." I had no problem playing the long game. It was her move and she will fall into my trap. After all, my enemy's daughter would have no other option but to succumb to my demands. Sooner or later.KATALINA My heartbeats grew erratic with fear as I made my way out of the toilet. The hair on the back of my head stood straight. The look he gave me after I slapped him sent chills down my spine. What have I gotten myself into? Mum, what have you done? Why did you leave this mess for me to clean up? Am I cleaning up it or making it worse? What am I going to do now? I have no idea how we got to his house. I was in a daze throughout the trip. When we got there, I was filled with dread, thinking he would force himself on me. The thought of him touching me creeped me out. I couldn't help but think of Kelvin. His patience all this time, only for him to lose to a thug. A demon. He dragged me into his bedroom and wrapped his arms around me. I was bombarded with his scent. His perfume was musky, with a hint of spiciness, mixed with the pungent smell of cigars. I hated the smell of smoke and instantly felt repulsed. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He buried his nose in
KATARINA “I… “ I froze. "Hm," he shook his head with a sarcastic smile. "I can't believe that I was wrong about you.” He sneered. "You are just a cheap slut like the rest of them. How did you manage it? Tell me. How did you manage to snatch your mother's man?” His eyes suddenly became fiercer and he stepped forward. He stood in my face and started yelling. "How long has this been going on? Tell me. Tell me! I want to know!” Scared shitless, I took a step back and forgot how to use my voice. The tears kept flowing, but I wished they could stop because they were drowning me. I was choking on my sob. Since my voice failed, my actions should be enough, right? I slowly reached for the flare of my knee-length dress, and slowly lifted it, revealing my body. Kelvin paused and stepped back with a frown. "What are you doing?" I could see the bewilderment in his eyes. All I could do was sniff and quiver with my silent sob. He watched with wild eyes as I pulled the dress over my head an
Ten shots make a set. On a normal day, by the sixth shot, I’d be out, but it wasn't a normal day. By the ninth shot, I was seeing double… Okay, scratch that. The bartender split into one.. two… fuck. He was more than six! I slammed the last shot glass on the counter and snapped my fingers at him. “Another set." I gulped and rolled my index finger at him. I watched in a daze as he filled a glass cup with water. When he handed it over, I raised my eyebrows at him. Are you joking? Who drinks water at a bar? I rejected it and threw a tantrum. To calm the storm, he gave me a pint glass filled with carbonated water mixed with some low-level alcohol. “This is the best I can do. You are way past your limit." He warned. Knowing he was right, I rolled my eyes at him and begrudgingly took the jar-like cup from him. The water was cold and the frizz felt just right. Didn't know I was parched, but once it hit my throat, I couldn't stop drinking. For some reason, hearing the sounds of
HURACIOWith each thunderclap, my heart tightened. I paced up and down the living room, willing the rain to stop. From the corner of my eye, Salvatore watched with blatant disdain. We were out having fun at what was supposed to be my after-party when one of my bodyguards called me, saying Katalina seemed to be on her way out of the house. I told them to follow her. Though I was upset that she dared to leave the house when I clearly ordered her to go to bed, I was curious about her destination. The moment the rain started, I regretted it. Katalina is scared of thunderstorms. It's not like a fear caused by trauma. It's just like when people are scared of heights. It's inborn and harmless. But why did my heart feel heavy? I couldn't stop myself from worrying for her. This has never happened before. “You are making me dizzy." Salvatore snorted. “Don't look at me and you will feel better." I retorted. Just then, the room lit up and I was caught in a car headlight. "They are here.”
KATALINA “Kelvin, no!" I woke up covered in sweat despite the fully functioning AC unit in the room. While still trying to figure out where I was, I heard a soft thudding and traced it to the door. Someone was knocking. “Tomorrow, you will serve your punishment. Remember you promised to obey." Huracio's deep, and grungy voice whispered into my ears. Startled, I abruptly turned around but saw nobody. I was alone in the room. Remembering my situation, my back suddenly got covered in more chilly sweats. What is he going to do to me? Asking him to punish me instead of Kelvin was easy in the middle of a panic attack. Now that I had my wits around me, I was filled with dread. I didn't know if I should trust him to honor his words, but as long as he spares Kelvin, I am willing to bear it. But having just woken up from a nightmare, where he was squeezing life out of Kelvin while dangling him in the air, I wasn't sure he could be trusted. What if he punishes me and still hurts Kelvin?
KATALINA I was reading a fashion magazine before the secretary brought in the tea. Confused and feeling weird in my mouth, I sat down and continued. A while later, the office started feeling warm. I looked up and saw that the AC units were still working. I didn't even need to look up, if I listened carefully, I'd hear their humming vibes. Thinking that it was because I refused to remove the trench coat, I decided to bear with it as I didn't want to be half-naked in front of him. Another 4 minutes, and it started feeling like I was wrapped in an oven. Sweat gathered on my forehead, and I started feeling dizzy. It would be stupid to end up with a heat stroke while in a fully air-conditioned room. I let the trench coat slide down my back, halfway. The cooling breeze of the AC nearly made me moan. I turned to look at him. He was in a three-piece suit with his white shirt buttoned to his jugular. But it didn't look like he was feeling hot.I picked up the remote for the unit close to
KATALINA My pee was scalding. But the more it came out, the more itchy I felt. I didn't want to touch it, but it felt so good. I couldn't stop the moans and gasps that came out of my mouth. “Felt good, right?" He chuckled once I was down peeing. Looking down with shame, I stood up and gingerly stepped out of the wet patch on the floor. “Touch it." “What?" My head snapped up. He wanted me to touch my pee? Why? “You feel itchy, don't you? Touch it." My eyes widened in realization. There was no way I was doing that in front of him. I needed to beat whatever drug he fed me. “I will make you clean the floor with your mouth if you don't touch it, right now." He growled. He suddenly grabbed my hair and hit the back of my knees with his leg. My knees folded forward, and I fell on my knees. It was so fast that my face was inches away from the pee before I realized what was happening. “I will do it! I will do it!" I gasped as fear overwhelmed me. “Good girl." He let my hair go and st
HURACIO “HURACIO!” She snapped with wild eyes. "I…, Please!” Her shoulders slouched, and she stuttered, shaking her head dejectedly. I clenched my hand into a tight fist and punched Kelvin in the gut. He bent over and growled."Kelvin!” She screamed. Why are you hurting him? You promised not to hurt him!" She cried and wanted to rush over. “Touch him, and I will break his legs." I threatened angrily. “He can only watch. No touching." Kelvin looked at me with hateful eyes and snorted “Bastard." Ignoring him, I turned to her. "Either you start, or you watch me beat him to death.” She shivered and I could see the fear in her eyes. She really liked this guy. Feeling uncomfortable, I averted my gaze and lifted my hand, about to punch Kelvin again. "No, stop! I will do it. I will do whatever you want. Stop hitting him, please.” She cried. I don't know what I found upsetting the most. That she was begging me for another man, or that she hated me? At that moment, I felt like crap, but
Katalina. My head hurts. The pain was radiating from the nape to my frontal lobe. It was like someone was gently hitting that spot with a hammer. The pain was spreading out, while a sharp part of it intermittently shot to my temple, before spreading to my forehead. Grimacing, I tried to open my eyes, but they were heavy. Taking a deep breath, I endured and opened up just a slit of my right eye. It was dark and smelled familiar…like cigars…Horacio…Kelvin… “Fuck!”Abruptly sitting up, I held my head and grunted. Kelvin! Fear gripped my chest, my breathing became uneven, and my head felt like it was breathing in sync with my heart. Ignoring the pain, I scrambled out of bed and rushed to the door. The moment I opened it, I was bombarded with sharp, white lights.Stung, closed my eyes and stepped back into the room, then stepped out again. I stopped in a daze and turned around. Wasn't I supposed to be in Huracio's office? But I was in the passage at his house. How did I get here?
HURACIO “HURACIO!” She snapped with wild eyes. "I…, Please!” Her shoulders slouched, and she stuttered, shaking her head dejectedly. I clenched my hand into a tight fist and punched Kelvin in the gut. He bent over and growled."Kelvin!” She screamed. Why are you hurting him? You promised not to hurt him!" She cried and wanted to rush over. “Touch him, and I will break his legs." I threatened angrily. “He can only watch. No touching." Kelvin looked at me with hateful eyes and snorted “Bastard." Ignoring him, I turned to her. "Either you start, or you watch me beat him to death.” She shivered and I could see the fear in her eyes. She really liked this guy. Feeling uncomfortable, I averted my gaze and lifted my hand, about to punch Kelvin again. "No, stop! I will do it. I will do whatever you want. Stop hitting him, please.” She cried. I don't know what I found upsetting the most. That she was begging me for another man, or that she hated me? At that moment, I felt like crap, but
KATALINA My pee was scalding. But the more it came out, the more itchy I felt. I didn't want to touch it, but it felt so good. I couldn't stop the moans and gasps that came out of my mouth. “Felt good, right?" He chuckled once I was down peeing. Looking down with shame, I stood up and gingerly stepped out of the wet patch on the floor. “Touch it." “What?" My head snapped up. He wanted me to touch my pee? Why? “You feel itchy, don't you? Touch it." My eyes widened in realization. There was no way I was doing that in front of him. I needed to beat whatever drug he fed me. “I will make you clean the floor with your mouth if you don't touch it, right now." He growled. He suddenly grabbed my hair and hit the back of my knees with his leg. My knees folded forward, and I fell on my knees. It was so fast that my face was inches away from the pee before I realized what was happening. “I will do it! I will do it!" I gasped as fear overwhelmed me. “Good girl." He let my hair go and st
KATALINA I was reading a fashion magazine before the secretary brought in the tea. Confused and feeling weird in my mouth, I sat down and continued. A while later, the office started feeling warm. I looked up and saw that the AC units were still working. I didn't even need to look up, if I listened carefully, I'd hear their humming vibes. Thinking that it was because I refused to remove the trench coat, I decided to bear with it as I didn't want to be half-naked in front of him. Another 4 minutes, and it started feeling like I was wrapped in an oven. Sweat gathered on my forehead, and I started feeling dizzy. It would be stupid to end up with a heat stroke while in a fully air-conditioned room. I let the trench coat slide down my back, halfway. The cooling breeze of the AC nearly made me moan. I turned to look at him. He was in a three-piece suit with his white shirt buttoned to his jugular. But it didn't look like he was feeling hot.I picked up the remote for the unit close to
KATALINA “Kelvin, no!" I woke up covered in sweat despite the fully functioning AC unit in the room. While still trying to figure out where I was, I heard a soft thudding and traced it to the door. Someone was knocking. “Tomorrow, you will serve your punishment. Remember you promised to obey." Huracio's deep, and grungy voice whispered into my ears. Startled, I abruptly turned around but saw nobody. I was alone in the room. Remembering my situation, my back suddenly got covered in more chilly sweats. What is he going to do to me? Asking him to punish me instead of Kelvin was easy in the middle of a panic attack. Now that I had my wits around me, I was filled with dread. I didn't know if I should trust him to honor his words, but as long as he spares Kelvin, I am willing to bear it. But having just woken up from a nightmare, where he was squeezing life out of Kelvin while dangling him in the air, I wasn't sure he could be trusted. What if he punishes me and still hurts Kelvin?
HURACIOWith each thunderclap, my heart tightened. I paced up and down the living room, willing the rain to stop. From the corner of my eye, Salvatore watched with blatant disdain. We were out having fun at what was supposed to be my after-party when one of my bodyguards called me, saying Katalina seemed to be on her way out of the house. I told them to follow her. Though I was upset that she dared to leave the house when I clearly ordered her to go to bed, I was curious about her destination. The moment the rain started, I regretted it. Katalina is scared of thunderstorms. It's not like a fear caused by trauma. It's just like when people are scared of heights. It's inborn and harmless. But why did my heart feel heavy? I couldn't stop myself from worrying for her. This has never happened before. “You are making me dizzy." Salvatore snorted. “Don't look at me and you will feel better." I retorted. Just then, the room lit up and I was caught in a car headlight. "They are here.”
Ten shots make a set. On a normal day, by the sixth shot, I’d be out, but it wasn't a normal day. By the ninth shot, I was seeing double… Okay, scratch that. The bartender split into one.. two… fuck. He was more than six! I slammed the last shot glass on the counter and snapped my fingers at him. “Another set." I gulped and rolled my index finger at him. I watched in a daze as he filled a glass cup with water. When he handed it over, I raised my eyebrows at him. Are you joking? Who drinks water at a bar? I rejected it and threw a tantrum. To calm the storm, he gave me a pint glass filled with carbonated water mixed with some low-level alcohol. “This is the best I can do. You are way past your limit." He warned. Knowing he was right, I rolled my eyes at him and begrudgingly took the jar-like cup from him. The water was cold and the frizz felt just right. Didn't know I was parched, but once it hit my throat, I couldn't stop drinking. For some reason, hearing the sounds of
KATARINA “I… “ I froze. "Hm," he shook his head with a sarcastic smile. "I can't believe that I was wrong about you.” He sneered. "You are just a cheap slut like the rest of them. How did you manage it? Tell me. How did you manage to snatch your mother's man?” His eyes suddenly became fiercer and he stepped forward. He stood in my face and started yelling. "How long has this been going on? Tell me. Tell me! I want to know!” Scared shitless, I took a step back and forgot how to use my voice. The tears kept flowing, but I wished they could stop because they were drowning me. I was choking on my sob. Since my voice failed, my actions should be enough, right? I slowly reached for the flare of my knee-length dress, and slowly lifted it, revealing my body. Kelvin paused and stepped back with a frown. "What are you doing?" I could see the bewilderment in his eyes. All I could do was sniff and quiver with my silent sob. He watched with wild eyes as I pulled the dress over my head an
KATALINA My heartbeats grew erratic with fear as I made my way out of the toilet. The hair on the back of my head stood straight. The look he gave me after I slapped him sent chills down my spine. What have I gotten myself into? Mum, what have you done? Why did you leave this mess for me to clean up? Am I cleaning up it or making it worse? What am I going to do now? I have no idea how we got to his house. I was in a daze throughout the trip. When we got there, I was filled with dread, thinking he would force himself on me. The thought of him touching me creeped me out. I couldn't help but think of Kelvin. His patience all this time, only for him to lose to a thug. A demon. He dragged me into his bedroom and wrapped his arms around me. I was bombarded with his scent. His perfume was musky, with a hint of spiciness, mixed with the pungent smell of cigars. I hated the smell of smoke and instantly felt repulsed. I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He buried his nose in