46. Badass Kitty Rogue's POVMy lips twitched in satisfaction when I regarded her face. She was momentarily shocked but as the fire of rebellion rekindled in her eyes, she pursed her lips together and hissed.She looked at me, her eyes proud of what I had done to the monster of her forever nightmares. Sweeping my gaze to my front I watched as Israel Babbiani attempted to balance on the plank that was put up on a cylinder. There was a noose around him and his hands tied behind his back.I hankered after the look he had on his face and it spilled into my reverie that this man had been an undying, unnerving, and unyielding demon. He broke out of the depths of hell and introduced himself in her life as a demon she had been scared of for as long as she could remember. "How did you..." She faded out as she peered at me, her heart running like a wild stallion in her chest."Tell me about the things you thought you would do to him, Kitty, for hovering over your life like a dark dreadful clo
47. No more monster in her closet A sob was about to spill from my mouth. But it somewhere turned into a laugh as I watched the bastards bleed. They struggled to hold the spot that was once their favorite with their dicky dick dangling. Now it was just a bleeding hole, crying, bleeding, dying.Their breaths slowed, their struggle a slow-motion. Life was crawling out of them. As much as I wished to see them really bleed to death. I was not a monster. I may have been oppressed and made to become what I was today. I was definitely not a bitch who would smile as they suffered. As someone who had become best friends with pain and suffering, I knew how loyal they were. How intensely they hurt. "Kill them." Rogue nodded short after my words spilled and his men swept the blade across from their throats, splitting their skin open. They threw their legs and hands for about five seconds before they halted. For good. I watched their eyes half close and the tip of their tongues peek out of the
48. Not a PuppetKathrine's POVI don't want to be anywhere else in the world. But here, in this house, in his arms, as his one and only.My thighs trembled, feeling his intense gaze regard me. He stared way too long at my chest. It encouraged me to take a step forward. I closed the gap between us and placed my hands around his waist.With him standing to his full height, I came under his collarbone. And no matter how badly I wanted to curl my arms around his neck I couldn't do it. He would have to slump in order for me to do it."I am where I want to be." I said and smiled.He pursed his lips and narrowed his gaze, "You might want to go back home, Kathrine. With the monster from your closet gone, you don't have to worry about anything. Your house and everything else is pretty normal again."The mention of home left a bitter taste in my mouth. It was not home. If anything, then that place was the re
49. Goodbye mate Rogue's POVI came back home with pain in the back of my eyes and a throbbing headache. I retired to my room and took a very cold shower to ease the tension in my body.The day had been full of shit. I killed five and ordered to put seven in manacles in the dungeons below the casino. So I could take my frustration out on them when I pleased. I was fucking pissed off. Thanks to the child-woman I had in my mansion. She had my head in all kinds of messed up. First of all she crashed directly into my life. Then she made an impression on me that was lethally alluring.I wanted to avoid her. But since she escaped her master and came back to me, it's been difficult to drag her out of my mind. Because that was sexy and badass as fuck.What set my heart on flames was the truth that she got away from her master and his men right after she left my house. Well, I didn't expect that from her. I thought she was full of aggression but it was no good.She gave out fire as that of
50. Safe Kathrine's POVThere were two fuckers smoking outside the cabinet. It looked different and less scary in the day of the light. I huffed as I realized the first time I came here, I had been all sweaty and shivering.Now as I peeked at the hell hole from behind a huge tree, I could see it was nothing to worry about. And with the owner of it gone, I didn't have to strain even a single muscle in my body.The men in front of me were huge. No doubt about that. They were also skillful and had more muscles than I did. But I could take them down. Strategy was a pernicious weapon. First I need to make a proper strategy and pounce on them.I lingered by the tree patiently and counted the number of men. There were seven strange faces, meaning they were Babbiani's men, and five I had seen work for my father in the mansion. I thought that was it when I watched Hugo and Claud. They were laughing as they came out straightening their clothes. Although I was far away, I could smell their ar
51. Thank you Rogue's POVI was as silent as a grave when Kathrine helped Beverly in the back of my car. I provided my coat to Kathrine that she put on her friend as she never left her side.My eyes scorched with forming tears as regret attacked my insides like corrosive battery acid. I didn't dare look up at her face. I was afraid I'd see something more than tears in her eyes.Although Beverly was silent, her calm breaths demonstrated that she was relieved to be saved. And I could feel the air of gratitude coming from her. She thought I was the one who saved her and that hurt me more. I didn't save her. In fact, I had arrogantly scoffed and shut out Kathrine's cries for assistance.Now as I watched the poor girl who was not any older than Kathrine shiver, my heart cracked. My conscience that I thought I didn't have mocked me. I kept my eyes out of the window as we drove in the silent night towards my mansion. "K-Kathrine," I bit harder on my tongue as I heard Beverly's voice. "I...
52. Care Kathrine's POV The longing of staying away from him for all these days evaporated out of my body. His cologne worked like magic on my senses and made my body relax. I heaved against his beating chest and stifled a sob. It was hard. Trust me it was really really hard. Seeing Beverly scream every night out of the fear of her nightmares becoming her reality, I was scared out of my wits. Her loud yelling about men jumping in the room through the window and holding her down scared the shit out of me. Although it was during sleep, her painful cries triggered adrenaline in my body, leaving me sweaty and staring at the windows of the room she was allotted to. A part of me knew nothing bad would happen considering that we were in the house of the most feared mafia man on this planet. The other part of me, the female part that was scared of inappropriate touches and groping, was constantly on high alert. Pamela would also stay by our sides, taking care of us. But I was still afrai
53. Can't have her Rogue's POV"So?" I craned my neck to my right at Xan who had a playfully curious expression on his face.I ignored him and took a sip of my whiskey. I know what he was attempting to do. But he wasn't going to get an answer from me.The truth is I don't know myself as to what I want in my life. I like blood and dead bodies. But a lover. It's scarier than seeing ghosts in the dark. I would be happier to embrace an evil spirit than a woman who feels something for me. Because there's nothing called love. It's just a delusion. And women and their feelings are nothing but a trap."Your girl said the other girl was suffering from some kind of trauma. Don't tell me you have a hand behind her suffering." Xan's words made my fists clench.I can do a lot of things but rape and forcing someone into becoming a sex slave is not my thing. "She's been enslaved and gang raped for weeks. If anything it was your fucking ass that collided with her and increased her anxiety." I scof