KATE
He did it again. He used sex to distract me. We needed to talk. We have a lot to talk about. And why did I feel like he was hiding something from me? What could be so bad about his past that he didn't want to tell me?
*More talk and less sex, Kate. *
When I came back, he had left the couch and was sitting at the table, waiting for me. Giving me an orgasm wouldn't change the fact that he was keeping things from me. It would only make me forget momentarily. I sat down with a stern face.
"What happened to that smile?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I know what you did. But you're smart enough to know that you're only delaying the inevitable."
"No 'thank you'?"
"Do you really want to provoke me right now?"
"No. I want to fuck you."
Hearing him say those words was enough to make my body react. Staring at him became almost impossible, forcing me to look at my fingers. <
KATE"Nathan...""Did you hear?" He slowly circled his middle finger over my clitoris. "I love being the owner of this pussy..."Holy shit. He was going to make me come just with his words. I moaned his name in response."And I'm the only one who can do whatever I want with her." He slid two fingers inside, thrusting forcefully.My legs weakened, and he lifted me, spinning us around and pressing me against the wall. I screamed as he continued fucking me hard with his fingers before stopping. I opened my eyes.He removed his soaked fingers from me and brought them to his mouth, sucking. He groaned in approval with his eyes closed and an expression of agony."You drive me crazy. I need to taste you," he whispered, his eyes locked on mine.I nodded."Please.""Ah, baby... you don't need to beg," he said before lifting me in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was already dizzy.I watched as he picked up the box and then carried me to his room.Placing me on the bed, he left th
KATE He returned to the room about ten minutes later. I took the opportunity to search for my phone, check my messages, and also send a threatening message to Lisa and Mary. I wouldn't let them know yet how wonderful the gift had been, in a way. "Ready?" He looked at me, standing in the doorway. "Yes." I left my phone on the nightstand and crawled to the edge of the bed. "Do you need help?" he asked. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. "Well, I think my legs still work. Thanks." "You think?" "Don't be so presumptuous." "I won't argue, Collins. It's just necessary to look at you," he said before entering the bathroom. "You know how to compliment a woman." I followed him. He turned off the water in the hot tub, which was already full. "What I did to you was much better than complimenting, don't you think?" "You managed to exhaust me enough to not want to argue, so you must be right." He got into the tub and then reached out to help me. The water felt divine. I wait
KATEI felt a tightness in my chest while watching his expression; whatever he was remembering seemed to hurt."You already know about my diagnosis. It was hell in the first few years. My family helped me as much as they could, and it worked to some extent. I learned to control my emotions, most of the time." He avoided looking directly into my eyes, gazing at some corner instead. "I searched for many ways to channel my anger. Sex ended up being one of them, as you already know. Being in control was addictive; it was all I thought I needed. I didn't want to go back to that hell. Not being able to control my emotions and actions. It haunted me and still does; I can't deny it. I'm sorry if I became a controlling asshole. But I need it, even now. The last time I lost control...""It's okay." I touched his face. "I understand.""No, Kate, you don't understand. It could have been worse. It could have been... fatal.""What? What are you talking about?""I hurt someone.""Who?""A submissive
KATE I was about to board the flight to Vancouver, waiting in the lounge next to my boss. Five days. Five days had passed with no message or call from Nathan. My heart was in pieces. He didn't want me anymore. That was the conclusion I reached after all these days. It wasn't just a burst of anger, as I wished; I had really hurt him. What's worse is that it was all my fault. I would never have gotten close to Niels if I had known. I had no idea they were so close; I was just living my life and trying to forget him back then. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, everyone found out about us right after he told me to disappear. On Monday, they published a photo of us on the cover of a gossip magazine, holding hands as we left the restaurant. I wondered why Nathan didn't avoid that. Did he know about it before they published it? If he did, he didn't do anything to stop it. Why? I tried to bury myself in work to try to forget everything that was happening, but I couldn't.
Trigger Warning: Sexual violence.KATEIt's a good idea to drink before an important meeting, Kate. My head was still throbbing even after taking medicine. I could hardly remember anything except for the crying and calling Nathan. At least he didn't answer.The Russian director we were going to discuss the Vancouver Media deal with was named Victor Pavlovich. He was in his forties, and had a strong accent, but seemed amiable.I assisted Harry whenever possible during the long morning meeting. After the events of Saturday, I had even more time to study everything being discussed.Later, we ended up having lunch at a fancy restaurant with Victor and two other Vancouver Media executives. At least business was managing to distract me, even if only a little. We had a pleasant conversation."We should celebrate," Victor said. The man had a prominent nose, slightly large, and blue eye
NATHAN"Kate? Kate?"She was crying; someone tried to abuse her, and she was bleeding. It couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening. I panicked. What was going on? Where was she? What did it mean?Damn it! It couldn't be! I kept calling again and again, pacing back and forth in my room, but the damn phone kept sending me to voicemail. I tried not to lose control; my heart was pounding in my chest. She must have been in Vancouver. Had she gone on that damn trip?I was about to contact my team to find out exactly where she was when her name appeared on the screen. I answered."Kate? Please, tell me where you are.""Good evening!" It wasn't her; it was a woman's voice. "You are the last name on the recent call list; are you familiar with Ms. Katherine Collins?""What happened? Where is she?""Ms. Collins is being taken to the hospital now." Damn it. I struggled not to shout at the
KATEWhen I woke up in the morning, he was already in the room, sitting in the armchair next to me, but when I woke up in the middle of the night, he wasn't there. The doctor had said that I would need to stay under observation for a few more hours before being discharged, so we could go home.I suspected that Nathan had done something, but when I noticed his injured hand, I was sure. He tried to hide it when he realized I noticed."What did you do?""Nothing. How do you feel?""Lie.""Kate…" He shook his head.He wouldn't tell me now. Leaning in, he held my hand in his."I feel fine.""A policewoman is waiting to take your statement."I nodded."I'm ready.""Do you want me to stay?"I shook my head. I didn't want to have to remember and say all of that out loud in front of him. I would break down again.He nodded."He's in custody?""The hotel's cameras and witness
NATHANShe seemed sadder now that we were back. Seeing the sadness in her eyes was killing me inside. It was raining heavily when we arrived. I escorted her to my room."Do you prefer to stay in another room, or do you want me to sleep somewhere else for now?" I didn't know if she needed space or if she wanted to be alone. I watched as she sat on the bed, looking anywhere but into my eyes."No. It's your room. I already feel bad enough for being here after what you...""I've already told you to forget about that. If you change your mind, I'll leave anytime; you just need to say.""Why are you doing this?""I want you to be comfortable.""No, not that. Why are you pretending like nothing happened? Like we're okay?"Why? Because she was my priority, damn it."Kate, my priority is knowing that you'll be okay.""And what about your feelings?""I'm not doing this out of pity if that's what you're thinking. I'm d