HuracioThe moment I saw her wearing that scandalous nightie this morning, I started making preparations for this trip.I intentionally made the hotel attendant take us around the house, leaving the bedrooms out because I wanted to surprise her with something that was already in the master bedroom. Who would have thought that this girl would start sleepwalking and complaining about hunger the moment we got here? “Take it easy. Don't choke." I rolled my eyes in exasperation as I watched her chew like a hamster. “It's really good. The beef is juicy and delicious." She mumbled with a full mouth. “It's Wagyu.""What's that?” "A Japanese beef.” She nodded like I just told her something very important. She then stuffed the remaining piece into her small mouth before reaching for another piece. "Nah, that's enough.” I snatched the plate and took it away. Her half-closed eyes finally came alive and she glared at me. Chuckling, I returned the plate to the kitchen and called out. "I told
KatalinaThe living room was dimly lit with scented candles, creating warm, amber lights and shadows. A faint Jasmine scent rented the air, but the moment I drew close to him, his musky scent mixed with cigar erased the flora scent. Looking into his endearing eyes, my heart thundered. Despite the dim lights, his usually stern, hard gaze was soft and bright. I had no idea what his surprise was, but just standing this close to him, and smelling his intoxicating scent was driving me crazy. If he wanted us to pretend that it was our honeymoon, I was willing to go all the way. After all, honeymoons are meant for incessant sex, right? Where is the food? My stomach grumbled right after I stole a kiss from his lips.To be hungry and horny at the same time? I wasn't having it easy. The question was, what should I eat first? Him or… Looking around, I saw nothing that looked like food. Well, that made the choice apparent. “Daddy…,” A flash of him staring into my eyes while rubbing my clito
HURACIO Katalina, Katalina, KATALINA!This girl! She ruined my surprise. Back when I was planning to marry Helena, I overheard them discussing our honeymoon. Katalina described what her honeymoon would be like. She wanted flowers, lots of rose petals, and dandelion bouquets. A bedroom with the softest, white beddings, a four-poster bed with blue veils, lined with intricate flower arrangements. She wanted everything to smell like Jasmine. She wanted to dance and get carried into the bedroom before getting devoured on the white bed, etc. After she asked me to take her, I decided to give her a honeymoon experience. There were other details I couldn't come up with within 24 hours, so I stuck to the basics.We were supposed to dance in the living room just like she wanted. I even bought a ring that I had customized for her two months ago. There was champagne chilling in an ice bucket and several light snacks. Planning to take her repeatedly until she wouldn't be able to get out of b
KATALINA My head hurts. My body ached.Something smelled good. Grumgrumgrum, rumbled in my stomach. I tried to open my eyes, but moving was almost impossible. It was just too painful. “Kitty, wake up. You need to eat something." Huracio's gentle, husky voice penetrated my consciousness, instantly breaking the foggy spell. I instantly remembered what happened the previous night and my eyes snapped open. The last thing I remember was being carried into the room, but what about the surprise? “Huracio?" I gasped in panic. “Yes, Daddy is here." That was when I noticed the solid wall of flesh and the scent of his aftershave. Looking up, our eyes clashed. He had a ruffled smile on his face, but his eyes were unreadable. “I am sorry, I slept off,” I whispered as guilt swept over me. He brought me to Milan to surprise me, yet, all I did was sleep. Truly undeserving. "It's okay." He kissed my forehead. I tried to sit up, but he held me down. “Stop moving around." I reclined back
Katalina Even the bathroom was decorated, and scented. All the toiletries were products I use. Feeling smug, I quickly finished up and went back to the bedroom. On getting there, the first thing I noticed was a pink suit bag lying on the bed. It wasn't there before. I instantly knew it was for me. So I picked it up and quickly opened it. When I saw what was inside, I gasped with wild eyes. It was a Ferrari red, one-shoulder, mermaid dress, embedded with silver sequins. “Oh God!" I gasped in shock. I dreamingly ran my hands across it. It felt silky, smooth, and expensive. I grabbed it and hurried to the dressing room where I found more things, like shoes, bags, and jewelry boxes. Huracio just picked the dress and left the rest to me. Just as I was about to start assembling everything, someone knocked on the door. Thinking it was Huracio, I excitedly hurried over. I opened the door, ready to jump into his arms, but what I found were two prim and proper young girls in the hotel's
KATALINA Mary Aimes? My mind rolled in confusion. “When I say I looooove you,It's the truest thing in the world…” The eerily familiar woman strung her guitar, with dainty, delicate fingers that were glimmering under the harsh glare of the spotlight. Soft, yet soul-stirring notes floated into the air. “Kitty, sit down." Huracio chuckled softly. He grabbed my hand and pulled me backward, making me fall into his chest. "Is that who I think it is?" I asked in a quivering voice."I believe she is Mary Aimes, your favorite country blues singer.” "Oh, my God!" I covered my mouth in shock. As I listened to the song, my heart was pounding, and I felt lightheaded. Mary Aimes does that to one. She isn't just beautiful. Her voice is ethereal. Until she finished singing, I couldn't breathe. Once she was done, she took a bow, and the room was suddenly flooded with light, startling me. I blinked, came back to my senses, and threw myself into Huracio's arms. "Kitty, your makeup!" He chuckl
KATALINA Huracio chuckled and gathered me into his arms. “Will you open your gift now, or will you see the next show?" “I will open my gift!" I squealed. I quickly removed the ribbons and opened the box. Inside were the most dazzling pair of earrings. They were made of white gold, pearls, and rubies. The round pearls were embedded in an intricate gold design, while the rubies were embedded in the pearls. A perfect match for my dress. “Oh, my. This is beautiful! I like them." I beamed. "Help me put them on.” I urged Huracio. Rolling his eyes, he took them from me and gently removed the dangling, silver earrings I was wearing, replacing them with Mary Aimes’ gift. I stood up and posed in front of him. “What do you think?" I moved my head from side to side, making the earrings swirl.“You are beautiful." Huracio stood up, cupped my face, and placed a kiss on my lips. But before he could move away, I leaned into him, grabbed his head, and recaptured his lips. His hands glided dow
KATALINA It hurts. He was big, and each thrust felt like he was reaching for my throat. Unlike last night, the moment he slid into me, he started thrusting at a fast pace, giving me no chance to adjust to the tightness. And It hurt badly. “Daddy please, It hurts. Please, slow down." I whimpered with a grimace. “Relax, kitty. Relax. It will get better." Huracio grunted. "You will like it.” His husky voice whispered into my ears. His eyes were dark and stern. His mouth was pursed with his lips pouted in concentration. He was thrusting me so fast that I almost couldn't breathe. “Huracio, argh.” I felt a tearing and hot pain shot up my spine, making me scream. I couldn't hold it in anymore. The pain was sharp and felt like I was being repeatedly stabbed, completely suppressing tge euphoric pleasure that kept trying to surge. He stopped and finally looked at me. “Kitty," he huffed in gasps. He then slowly lifted me and removed his cock. I stood up on shaking legs. I wiped my pu
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