KATERINA"Shaving off his hair was a dick move, Kev. He was simply a messenger. All I asked was for you to deny him the job and send him off, telling him that you knew he was a spy and maybe threatening him a bit. Not this.." I kept eyeing the picture on the screen of my iPad, concerned about the whole thing.I heard Kelvin blow a breath, and I looked up to see him frowning deeply at me. "You are right. He was sent by your ex husband, which is why I sent him back to the messenger with a harmless warning. I did not even torture him or anything. I did not lay a hand on him other than while I was cutting his hair. It is just hair, Kat. It would grow back.""I am sensitive when it comes to hair, Kelvin. You of all people should know that. Everyday I wish I did not have to cut my hair or even dye it to a color that looks extremely foreign to me every time I look in the mirror. Do you know how depressed it gets sometimes? For this video in my phone, the man looks… dejected. It is not just h
KATERINA There was no way to press charges against Vincent as the whole thing was already too complicated. If there was, I would have pressed charges in a heartbeat, not that a man like Vincent could stay behind bars with how much influence he had. I sighed, turning off the engine of my car as I parked in front of his head company. Boldly written on the top of the magnificent skyscraper was a line, 'POWERS WINES'. I stared pointedly at the inscription for minutes until it turned to what I intended to see sometime from now. 'KAT WINES', inscribed on every single building that he currently owned. I allowed myself to dwell on that for some time before finally opening my car door and getting out. I reached the receptionist section and walked over to the young woman behind the desk. She looked really decent, nothing above 25. I bet she had an amazing love life too, one that I still could not boast of at my ripe age of 27. She smiled on seeing me approach her and it did not loo
VINCENT "What the hell do you mean you cannot let him go just yet? You have had your fun, brother. I got what I wanted. You tortured him for threatening me, and the girl could not pick him over her business here. That is all I need, now let the young man leave, Owen." I snapped, standing alone in the conference meeting where we had just finished a meeting. "Unfortunately, I am not done with him. I have unfinished business with the Montegos, and that includes that pretty heiress that you are up against. I have been stalking her for a hot minute. Only a matter of time before I get my hands on her, she looks like she would be a feisty one too, and I love me a good fighter." He laughed into the phone, and I could just hear James screaming into my ear repeatedly, an unhealthy amount of 'I told you so's,'. Maybe I should have been more upset about Owen hinting at keeping Katerina for himself, but somehow I could tell he was bluffing. He hated to show it, but my brother was a lover b
VINCENTWe met at one of his many apartments, where the exchange would be done. I held Mae, Owen's soon-to-be baby mama's hand and we both walked to the building. I refused to go upstairs, rather deciding to just wait here to meet him.Owen was downstairs the next minute, stopping at some point to study us both.When he was finally downstairs, in front of us, he focused on Mae, saying, "I asked you to always leave the door locked. I have a spare key if I need to visit. Go through the back door if you hear anyone knock. What happened to all that, hmm? You really want to be killed?""You stopped coming to see me! Stopped taking my calls too, about a week ago. Forgive me if I did not expect you to call still, after ghosting me like that." She crossed her arms over her chest, her face set in a frown.Hmm, interesting.This was the first time I had seen a woman talk to Owen in such manner. It was the first time I had seen anyone talk to him like this. He had a soft spot for her, good for m
KATERINA".. come to me when you are drunk enough." I repeated to myself in a mocking tone. "As if."I went back to resume sitting on the table I used to sit alone. I proceeded to get myself drink after drink afterwards, doing everything possible to ignore his presence and that of his bloody assistant; Mr Reeves.I was only here because I had been pressured by a new female business partner to come along to this club just to have some harmless drinks together, only to be dumped off at the entrance as soon as she saw a sneaky link like she had called him. From the way they had both interacted, though, I could tell that he was more than a sneaky link, but whatever rocked her boat, I thought to myself.She really just sighted him at the door and followed him out instantly, simply forgetting everything that had to do with girl code in that moment. We were not close and I so I had no business calling her back from that.I had been tempted to just turn around and go home.. call it a night fr
KATERINA "I found out from a blog. Why didn't you just call me?" Kelvin asked, standing with me in the kitchen as I whipped up a cereal for myself. He had a bandage wrapped around his forehead area and another strapped across his shoulder, coupled with other bandages here and there. He saw the way my eyes kept analyzing his injuries and he exhaled a sharp breath, "Okay, maybe I would not have been able to save you from them with these injuries. But you should have at least called so I could take you home." I sighed, picking up the cereal bowl and walking towards him, then out of the kitchen. I heard him follow suit. "The thing is that I am back home now, Kev, saga and sound. Doesn't matter who brought me home now, does it?" "It does." He answered immediately, and I turned to shoot him a confused look over my shoulder, before taking a seat in the living room. "The man that brought you home and even played Superman for you in that club is the same man against my pain. He i
VINCENT"We actually got an invitation for this one. Her white wine tasting. She is really, really keen on being your ultimate rival. Doing everything to copy, and then eventually outdo you." James noted, sliding the invitation to me across the table.I just sat back against my chair, not bothering to check the letter. "The Maggie girl was not able to get the recipe yet?" I asked.He sighed, "It's hard. According to her, not everyone is allowed into the wine farm just like that. Of course, that Katerina girl would have tough safety measures put in place to protect any recipe from going out to just anyone.""Saw a couple of pictures from the conference which was held some days ago. Of Simon and Katerina. They looked like they were attached by the hip throughout the conference. I think I could put Simon to good use there. What do you think?" I asked, deciding to come up with another plan.James sighed, "Yeah, they looked pretty close. But no matter how close they are, that woman is sma
KATERINAThe more people filed out of the hall, the more my chest squeezed in pain.What went wrong?"I had tasted it. I tasted the damn samples before they were brought out. They tasted fine. Now they have a whole different taste. This was not what I approved to be brought out here." Kelvin ranted, practically barking orders at every employee he saw hanging around.He kept talking about firing every single person in the room, while I just stood there, trying to call back a few people before they walked out of the door, and watching others leave because they looked like they could snap my neck if I so much as said a word to them.In all these, I stood with my head still raised high, as pictures and videos were being taken from every angle. A few reporters even walked up to me and shoved their microphones against my lips, "Would you like to talk about what is happening here, ma'am? Some people have concluded that you tried to poison everyone who came here tonight. What do you have to
KATERINAWhitney refused to tell us anything more after that. We stood there, threatening her with all manner of things, but she never budged. She just sat there, smiling crookedly and laughing occasionally.I finally convinced Vincent to leave there and we both went home, hoping to figure out what exactly Whitney meant with everything she said about Ava ourselves.This morning, I woke up in his arms and peered up to see that he was awake already, focused on his phone. He had wrinkled lines in his forehead and dark circles around his eyes, and I could not help but feel a twinge of worry for him.The man had been working so hard these days and somehow, I knew that it had something to do with what Whitney had said about his child.Ava was acting… well, she was still detached from her father but she was every bit the bubbly child around me. Her nanny lived with us now, and continued to take care of her, in better living conditions… it was what she wanted, and she had been very grateful.
VINCENT I slammed my car door shut before I went over to the other side to open up for Katerina. "Thank you," she muttered, looking as eager to see Whitney as I was. She looked even more eager, but then again that was probably because the woman literally wore her emotions like a sleeve. We walked briskly inside the prison walls without really saying anything else to each other; we had talked enough on our way here. It was only when we were getting to her cell, that Katerina turned to face me, telling me, "I am going to let you talk to her. You are the one who is mostly affected by this, I would let you question her and whatnot without any interruptions but I also want to say stuff to her too, just so you know." She informed me, and I nodded, not wanting to say anything in response at first, except that nod, but after a quick glance at her face, I could see the desperation in her eyes for me to be okay and just like that, I just couldn’t keep to myself any longer. I threw m
KATERINA"Oh God, Ava!" I cried out as the little girl bolted away from the living room as we all had reacted too slowly because of course, no one had expected that from her.Vincent was the first to run after her, and also the first to recover from the shock. He was behind her in no time, and I was next, followed by the nanny.Luckily, the butler was quick enough to stop her. Ava was crying and kicking in his arms, demanding to be set free, but he was not having it."You aren't going out of here without adult supervision, woman!" He yelled, but she was not having it."Let me go! My mommy will hurt me, she says he's the bad guy, I cannot be around him, please…" She continued to cry. My heart broke in pieces for her. What kind of a mother was Whitney for crying out loud? "Your mother hurt you, and you still think your daddy is the bad man?" Vincent blurted out and I pinned him with a look, but he did not spare me a glance, his eyes were still transfixed in his daughter who refused to
VINCENT Katerina pulled the door open for me, mumbling to the butler, "Never mind. I got this." And then she smile widely at me after opening the door, wrapping her arms around my body in a tight hug. Her smile was nervous as fuck, as if she had something to tell me, and I knew that she did. A child was in here, at the living room. I had peeked through the surveillance, because my girl sounded nervous as fuck and I had to know what was making her like that. It was either that or me storming out of the meeting I was in. There was a nanny with the little girl too. She was claiming that the child was mine, and Whitney was her mother. But how the fuck did that even happen? Katerina pulled away from me, her face twisting in an offended frown, "You don't want to hug me back?" She started to step aside, but then my hand gripped her waist and I pulled her to me with force so her body collided with mine. Katerina gasped, then burst into a fit of giggles as I planted kisses al
KATERINA There was some commotion outside the front door. I had just heard it as I got out of the bathroom, trying to prepare to go shopping at the mall for a few essentials since I did not have work today. I ended up just throwing on Vincent’s T-shirt and a pair of shorts before heading downstairs to see what the noise was about. The noises grew louder as I approached the door and I pulled it open at once on reaching it. When my eyes met with a little girl's with her dark curls falling softly around her face, clutching a worn stuffed bunny, I almost thought she’d stopped at the wrong house. But then I noticed her eyes—a striking, familiar gray. The same piercing color that belonged to Vincent, with a touch of softness that reminded me of Whitney. Next to her stood a woman, exhausted, holding the little girl’s hand firmly, as if afraid she might lose her any moment. Our butler was asking questions, his gaze shifting between the woman and the little girl with polite suspicion.
VINCENT"I feel like I cannot leave this bed even if I tried to." Katerina groaned and I smirked, turning back to face her."Same. I think you would not be able to walk throughout today. After what that pussy had to go through last night." I muttered, and she was quick to chuck a pillow in my direction, and I chuckled, letting it hit me as I turned my face to the side."You're such an animal in bed…" She whined, trying to sit up, her cheeks pink with a blush. I stopped to stare, my cock hardening again as I watched her. So fucking gorgeous, I always wondered how I was lucky enough to bag her again…Those brown eyes peered up at me through her thick lashes, and I could jog help walking over to her to plant a kiss on her lips. She let me, placing a hand on my naked chest while the other hand held the duvet tightly over her tits.I laughed, pulling away from her lips as I looked down, "Why are you hiding my girls from me?""Because you get hard faster than I snap my fingers and this tim
KATERINAA MONTH LATERThe energy in the room was electric. Owen’s business launch had pulled in a crowd and the air buzzed with excitement and the hum of conversation filled the grand hall. New York City sprawled in glittering lights beyond the tall windows, adding to the glamour of the night. All these did not still sit well with me. The mafia men starting up businesses just to cover up their tracks which consisted of money laundering, drug trafficking, murder and so much more. However, Vincent had recently explained his reason for joining the mafia after swearing off it all his life. There was really no way out, so I had to learn to deal with all these… at least, for him, and the sacrifice he made to keep me safe.Standing near the bar, I sipped my champagne, scanning the crowd until my gaze landed on Owen’s girlfriend, Mae.At first, I did not fully recognize her because I had only seen her in pictures, but then I looked more closer, I realized it was truly her. She was all curls
KATERINAShe missed.Whitney missed the shot by one tiny inch and just as she aimed to shoot the second time, a stick slammed into her head from the back.The gun dropped from her hand and fell with a clatter to the ground. I saw the moment that the blood started to drip down from the side of her head and her eyes drooped almost shut. Whitney fell to the ground in a heap and I looked in front of me to see Vincent finally making it to where I was crouched in a sitting position. I placed my both hands either sides of his face, crying hard. Everything that was happening just did not make sense to me. It was true that I wanted to hurt him in the beginning, but now I just could not stand seeing him like this. My heart broke in pieces just looking at him while he seemed so helpless, so pale, like he could just pass out anytime soon.The room still spun with smoke, thick and suffocating, the scent of burnt wood and fabric searing my lungs. My mind barely registered what had just happened—on
KATERINASmoke filled the room, thick and suffocating, the heat growing unbearable. My throat burned with every breath, and my chest felt like it was about to collapse from the pressure. I could hear Vincent struggling, his body tense beside me as he worked to cut through the ropes around his wrists. The flames crept closer, inching toward us, consuming everything in their path."I'll get it. I'll get it, firecracker. We will get out of here." He swore while he kept struggling to loosen himself.I felt the tears sliding down my cheeks, but it wasn’t the smoke that made me choke this time. I thought about how close we’d been to ending all of this madness, to finally being free. But now, trapped and helpless, every second felt like an eternity ticking down to an end I wasn’t ready to face. Panic clawed at me, making my heart race wildly as I pulled against the ropes that bound my wrists, desperation filling every fiber of my being.Finally, with one last, fierce yank, Vincent broke free