Katalina“David!, David!” It's Saturday and I was on the balcony knitting a sweater when I noticed that the house was too quiet. Looking around, David, my four year old, was gone. Just a few minutes ago, he was playing with a green croc toy on the other side of the balcony. I listened for any rustling sound, but got nothing. I called out a couple of times, yet, nothing. This on a normal day means that he is getting the house messed up.I dropped the wool and stood up. Opened the door and stepped into the house. The living room was empty, and it was eerily quiet. “David, where are you?” I hurried to the kitchen, but it was also empty. Two days ago, he snuck into the double-door fridge, trying to get the chocolate we bought at the mall that afternoon. I had intentionally placed the chocolate box on the highest shelf in the fridge, but David figured out how to climb up to retrieve it. It was the loud noise of his crash that alerted me to it. And t
Katalina.Dinner was rice, curry chicken, french salad, and orange juice. David ate his pizza, and I had to talk him into eating some of the salad as he doesn't like veggies. After dinner, David watched more TV while I continued knitting the sweater. Emilia should be back soon, but I was feeling sleepy. So, I decided to watch the news on my phone. My favorite NEWS TV is MoTV as it is from home. I missed the headlines, but got to listen to the full details of the first headline which was about the political situation of the country. Elections are around the corner and manifestos are flying around like a flu. It was quite interesting watching clips from rallys and analysis from observers. After that, the next thing that came on made me gasp. It was Huracio, and the news about him sent me into a fit of coughs. David had dozed off while watching the cartoon, but the moment I started coughing, he woke up and started crying. I hurried over to him and scooped him in
Katalina “Mummy, I don't want to go to school anymore!” David held my leg and started crying.“David, baby. Didn't you say you are a big boy, and that you want to become a pilot?” “Yes, Mummy.” He pursed his lips and nodded. Balls of tears rolled down his chubby cheeks, while his bright eyes gazed at me like that of an aggrieved puppy. “If you want to be a pilot, you have to go to school. We talked about this. You promised you would go. You promised you would be a good boy. Remember, big boys don't go back on their words, right?” “Right, mummy. But let's come back tomorrow. I don't want to go today.” He insisted, stomping the ground.Checking the time, it was already 8:28 am. I woke up early to avoid running late, but with David throwing tantrums, I started contemplating calling my HR to let her know that I would be running late. “David, dearly. I really have to go to work. Be a good boy and stay in school, okay. See, there are so many kids to play
Katalina I watched helplessly as Hoseok reached out and my son joyfully fell into his arms. He stepped into the elevator and the door closed. “Hey, buddy. What are you doing here?” Hoseok asked David in a gentle voice. Instead of answering, David just buried his face in Hoseok's neck, pretending to be shy. “Good morning, Mr. Kim.” I greeted him, solemnly. He instantly furrowed his brows, completely displeased by the way I addressed him. “Catherine, when are you going to stop doing this?” He groaned. I just smiled and kept staring at the elevator's button panel. “Wasn't David supposed to start school today?” He asked after a beef silence. “Yeah. We came here from his school. He refused to stay and I was running late. So, I just brought him here. We will try again tomorrow.” “David, is that true?” He ruffled the boy's head and asked. “Yes.” David pouted. “I wanted to
Katalina “You know them?” I whispered to him.“That's my girlfriend. Babe, what are you doing here?” Williams turned to her, looking bewildered. “What am I doing? You're asking me that? Shouldn't I be asking you the same? What are you doing with this, this…” She looked so disgusted with her lashes going up and down in sharp snaps. Squinting my eyes, I raised my hands in a calm-down gesture. “I think there's been a misunderstanding, Miss.” I started, but Williams raised his index finger, signaling me to stop talking. He then turned to the girl and growled. “If you don't make yourself scarce this very minute, Aurora, I will break up with you.” When I heard those words, my jaws dropped. Though he had always looked fearsome, Williams is actually soft spoken and hardly raised his voice. This side of him was completely unexpected. He sounded so rude and ruthless. His dark eyes were fierce and angry. “You will break up with me? Because of this ugly slut?”
Warning: This book is purely fictional. It's rich with erotic content, BDSM and bits of violence so proceed with caution. *** Silence. Utter silence is what enveloped me as the eyes of the guests remained fixed on me. Not just the guests, but also the officiant of the wedding and my... groom. I closed my eyes, hoping that the moment I opened them again, everything would fade and I would be back to reality. Nothing felt real at that moment. I needed a reality that I wasn't standing at the altar, about to take vows, marriage vows to wed my mother's fiance. Sounds ridiculous, right? But that was the plight I was in. Looking around,I could see the eager looks on their faces. Those who knew the stand -in bride thing maybe expected me to chicken out. But could I really do that? “ Come on little bird. Everyone is watching and you don't want to make me a joke In front of all these people.” Huracio’s voice whispered into my ears,sending tremors all over my body.A smile adjo
The words settled like lead in my chest, pressing down on me and making my breath labored. That didn’t sound like my mother. Whoever Huracio was talking about wasn't my beloved mother.Why would she run away on the day of her own wedding?My mother was finally happy—wasn’t she? I shook my head, refusing to believe it. “No… There has to be some mistake. My mother wouldn’t leave like that.” I was finding it hard to believe my mother left, much less on her wedding day. I was convinced that something else happened rather than accepting Huracio's accusations. Huracio stepped closer, his expression hardening. “Believe what you will, but that’s the reality we’re facing.” He snapped at me, forcing me to take a step back. The man never raised his voice at me before so seeing him acting like a beast shocked me, Just like my mother's disappearance. How could this happen? Did she perhaps get kidnapped or drunk too much last night that she blacked out? Yes, that must be it. Forcing
Turning around, I came face to face with a fuming Kelvin. The eyes that used to stare at me with so much adoration held nothing but hatred…and disappointment. I opened my mouth to say something but no words registered in my mind nor left my mouth. What was I supposed to say anyway? That this was a misunderstanding? That I was forced into this? But wouldn't that warrant mine and my mother's painful death as per Huracio's promise. There's also a possibility that Kelvin wouldn't even believe me. I mean,I wouldn't have believed it if I found him marrying someone secretly. Why would he believe my absurd explanation? I turned to face Huracio only to find him smiling. He was fucking smiling, as if daring me to say one wrong word. With a heavy heart, I turned around and decided to walk away. A walk of shame ànd pain. Everything was over for me. My relationship of two years crumbled as I watched. I could do nothing about it. “ Are you turning your back on me after cheatin
Katalina “You know them?” I whispered to him.“That's my girlfriend. Babe, what are you doing here?” Williams turned to her, looking bewildered. “What am I doing? You're asking me that? Shouldn't I be asking you the same? What are you doing with this, this…” She looked so disgusted with her lashes going up and down in sharp snaps. Squinting my eyes, I raised my hands in a calm-down gesture. “I think there's been a misunderstanding, Miss.” I started, but Williams raised his index finger, signaling me to stop talking. He then turned to the girl and growled. “If you don't make yourself scarce this very minute, Aurora, I will break up with you.” When I heard those words, my jaws dropped. Though he had always looked fearsome, Williams is actually soft spoken and hardly raised his voice. This side of him was completely unexpected. He sounded so rude and ruthless. His dark eyes were fierce and angry. “You will break up with me? Because of this ugly slut?”
Katalina I watched helplessly as Hoseok reached out and my son joyfully fell into his arms. He stepped into the elevator and the door closed. “Hey, buddy. What are you doing here?” Hoseok asked David in a gentle voice. Instead of answering, David just buried his face in Hoseok's neck, pretending to be shy. “Good morning, Mr. Kim.” I greeted him, solemnly. He instantly furrowed his brows, completely displeased by the way I addressed him. “Catherine, when are you going to stop doing this?” He groaned. I just smiled and kept staring at the elevator's button panel. “Wasn't David supposed to start school today?” He asked after a beef silence. “Yeah. We came here from his school. He refused to stay and I was running late. So, I just brought him here. We will try again tomorrow.” “David, is that true?” He ruffled the boy's head and asked. “Yes.” David pouted. “I wanted to
Katalina “Mummy, I don't want to go to school anymore!” David held my leg and started crying.“David, baby. Didn't you say you are a big boy, and that you want to become a pilot?” “Yes, Mummy.” He pursed his lips and nodded. Balls of tears rolled down his chubby cheeks, while his bright eyes gazed at me like that of an aggrieved puppy. “If you want to be a pilot, you have to go to school. We talked about this. You promised you would go. You promised you would be a good boy. Remember, big boys don't go back on their words, right?” “Right, mummy. But let's come back tomorrow. I don't want to go today.” He insisted, stomping the ground.Checking the time, it was already 8:28 am. I woke up early to avoid running late, but with David throwing tantrums, I started contemplating calling my HR to let her know that I would be running late. “David, dearly. I really have to go to work. Be a good boy and stay in school, okay. See, there are so many kids to play
Katalina.Dinner was rice, curry chicken, french salad, and orange juice. David ate his pizza, and I had to talk him into eating some of the salad as he doesn't like veggies. After dinner, David watched more TV while I continued knitting the sweater. Emilia should be back soon, but I was feeling sleepy. So, I decided to watch the news on my phone. My favorite NEWS TV is MoTV as it is from home. I missed the headlines, but got to listen to the full details of the first headline which was about the political situation of the country. Elections are around the corner and manifestos are flying around like a flu. It was quite interesting watching clips from rallys and analysis from observers. After that, the next thing that came on made me gasp. It was Huracio, and the news about him sent me into a fit of coughs. David had dozed off while watching the cartoon, but the moment I started coughing, he woke up and started crying. I hurried over to him and scooped him in
Katalina“David!, David!” It's Saturday and I was on the balcony knitting a sweater when I noticed that the house was too quiet. Looking around, David, my four year old, was gone. Just a few minutes ago, he was playing with a green croc toy on the other side of the balcony. I listened for any rustling sound, but got nothing. I called out a couple of times, yet, nothing. This on a normal day means that he is getting the house messed up.I dropped the wool and stood up. Opened the door and stepped into the house. The living room was empty, and it was eerily quiet. “David, where are you?” I hurried to the kitchen, but it was also empty. Two days ago, he snuck into the double-door fridge, trying to get the chocolate we bought at the mall that afternoon. I had intentionally placed the chocolate box on the highest shelf in the fridge, but David figured out how to climb up to retrieve it. It was the loud noise of his crash that alerted me to it. And t
Huracio“You are pushing your luck, Huracio.” Salvatore growled at me. Completely ignoring him, I continued packing up my bag. After missing Katalina’s sailing ship, I decided to follow it. I had Stone prepare a list of all her stopovers. I wanted to arrive ahead of the ship and cross her there, but Salvatore was trying to stop me. If anyone was crossing any bottomline, he was the one crossing mine. He stood by the door to my room, watching me pack up. I could feel his anger, but at that moment, I didn't care about it. I was ready to blow everything up to get out of that place. I finished up, zipped my bag, and grabbed it. I then headed for the door as if he was air. “I said you are going nowhere!” He stepped in front of me, blocking the door.“Salvatore, don't do this. This is not the time. My wife and my child are out there. My son is out there, running around. If you think you can stop me, you will have to kill me to do it.” I looked him dead in the eyes and growled. Frowning
Huracio “Have you gone through the documents?” Salvatore barged into my office and asked on a Monday morning, two weeks after the signing banquet. “What documents?” I retorted without looking up. “...” When I got no response, I glanced up to see him glaring at me while chewing his jaws. Realizing that he was serious, I dropped my pen and huffed. I then opened my email to see that he had indeed sent over some files four days ago. “Why did you send me this?” “Have you read it?” “I am just seeing it.” “Huracio!” Salvatore glared, finally stepping into the office and closing the door. “What?” I snapped back. “I just resumed work today. If it was so urgent, why didn't you give me a heads up?” “You are becoming more unreasonable.” “Who is unreasonable here? You gave me a fake lead. You made me go round in circles for days, finding nothing.” He walked over and sat in the chair facing me. “Renald and I have collectively agreed to let you and Celine handle the first phase of the M
Huracio “Look, it was an accident. I was hanging out with someone last night. They had some butterscotch candies, and I took some when they weren't looking. I kept eating them out of boredom. That's what happened.” “...” “Are you sure that's what happened?” Rosa asked me cautiously. “What? You think I wanted to kill myself?” I asked, sounding incredulous. Like I haven't thought of that. Of course, I have, but I wasn't going to admit that I was that weak. “Rosa, what's the time? I have to leave this place.” I raised my brows at the only person who didn't look like she was about to punch me in the face. “You have missed it.” She snorted. “What do you mean?” “It's been three days since you fainted. You have been out for two days. Today is the third day.” She explained. “Fuck!” I sat up and looked around. “Where is my phone?” “Who are you calling?” “I have a date with someone. Shit!” A wave of dizziness hit me and I reclined into my pillow. “You are not in the position to go
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