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 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 “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
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 “...” 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
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 Good company, ugh? I tried to remember what we did the last time that made me good company. All that came to mind was lots of alcohol and pills. Considering how shitty I felt after that dizzy spell, alcohol and pills was a good idea. “Okay, let's go.” I stood up and headed for the sloppy side of the rock. Brenda, Sophia's blue yacht, was one of the biggest boats docking at Pecan beach. Normally, the docking area is usually quiet and private. But tonight, lots of people were hanging around, necking, smooching, or just talking. It was a lewd sight. Seeing this Sophia paused and frowned. “Maybe we should go into the open water? It's crowded here. Don't you think?” She asked as we climbed into the yacht. “Can you drive?” “Can't you?” She raised her brows. “I can.” “Then we are good.” Shrugging, I entered the boat and entered the cockpit. After making some check-ups, I unanchored the yacht and headed into the water. In the middle of nowhere, with just water on all side
Huracio “You finally decided to show up?” Salvatore glared at me the moment I stepped into the club. Didn't wake up until midday. I woke up hungry as hell, — with a cold, and a slight headache. Returning to the club, I found Salvatore angry and waiting for my return. “What is it?” I asked groggily. “I thought we had a deal?”“What deal?” “Huracio!” He growled. I have not seen him snap like that in a long while, but I wasn't even bothered. Whatever was hitting my head was relentless by the time I got home, and I was seeing double. Therefore, his anger got nothing on me. I just wanted to lie down and wish the headache away. “I had Celine with me all night, but you were nowhere to be found. Where did you go?” Ignoring him, I made to go past him, but he grabbed me and shook me. “I am talking to you.” He sneered. “I really can't do this now, Salvatore.” I whimpered as a chill buzz all over my body. I was trying not to shiver despite how cold I felt. Probably because of my voice
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