KATERINA"Rina? Are you in here?" Whitney's voice caused my eyes to snap open completely after being dilated for minutes while his fingers were inside me.I pushed Vincent with so much force that it was a miracle that he caught himself before he could reach the ground. I waved apologetically at him, snapping my panties back in place in time before she appeared through the corner, her eyes lighting up in surprise as she saw me there. Even more, when she looked to the side and saw Vincent standing by the side as well."Hey!" I called out to her, trying to distract her from whatever was going on in her head. It worked and she turned to face me, so I continued, "Turns out the particular flavor I wanted isn't really available anymore. He wanted same thing, so we decided to go in search of.. probably someone who made something similar."I finished talking, then waited for her to acknowledge what I had just explained but she just stood there, an unreadable look on her face for sometime befor
VINCENT".. I'm so sure he's the one carrying out all the dirty work on her behalf. Why do I have a feeling she does not even approve of some of the things he gets done?" James ranted, while I just sat back, watching the video over and over again.The bastard, Kelvin, had not learned anything from the last time. He must think that I cared about his miserable life even the slightest bit. He sent a video to me which had Maggie in it, and she was confessing to spying on them and also, sabotaging their white wine production. Yes, the bastard made her confess to a crime she did not fucking commit.If the fool was in his right senses even the slightest bit, he would realize that ticking Maggie off as the one behind the sabotaging would just mean that he had given the main culprit a free pass; a free window to continue with the wine content distortions.He was asking to meet me face to face so he could hand Maggie over to me. According to him, he could easily hand her to the cops and have t
KATERINA "Tell me it's not true." Was the first thing I begged Kelvin when he walked into the living room, having just turned in to the news and seeing that Vincent was not lying. His company was under fire for poisoning a lot of top rated men, and even their families. This was kind of the plan, but we had not agreed to poison, per say. We had agreed to sabotage their wine like he had sabotaged ours.. not okay with people's lives… Kelvin stopped in his tracks at the sound of my voice, looking confused, but that only lasted for a moment. He walked further into the living room after sometime and sighed, plopping onto the chair. "Alright, alright, you caught me there. There was no date. I went to see a friend." He answered with a small smile on his face as he looked up at me. Where was the Kelvin that once did everything in his power to try to save his uncle's life until the man was pronounced dead? "He's still here. Why are you looking for him?" Kelvin questioned, ma
VINCENTWe had begun to get threats, and at first, I did not want to leave the country. I planned to stay and get everything fixed while I was still around, but James would not hear it.He booked us flight tickets to Spain, saying that we had business to finish up there after all.I sent the same text message which I had sent to Katerina to her side kick, Kelvin, and I hoped that for their own good, they did as I had asked.The cops frequented my office and house, but they never locked me up, only asking questions whenever they dropped by. They had taken James away once, because he had stood up for me when they insisted to take me for questioning in their custody.James would not have it. According to him, I did not belong behind bars, so he worked it out with the cops and ended up there, in my stead.If there was anyone who I owed my life to, it would be James. He was not only my assistant and best friend, he was family.The day before we were supposed to travel, we had already left
KATERINAI rescheduled the meeting with Simon, even if I was still super embarrassed on how exactly to face him after what had happened in Vincent's room.Not only did I enjoy Vincent's touch, I realized that I craved it.The moment he threw me on that bed, all I could think of was the possibility of him touching me. And here I'd thought that the part of me that craved physical touch like that was dead. For the past four years, whenever a man tried to touch me in a sexual manner, I developed a sudden panic attack and ran for the hills.With Vincent I had begged for more. Kelvin would have my head if he ever heard of what was going on between Vincent and I; something that needed to stop.Good thing he was going to be away for sometime; in that time I was going to figure out my way around this whole thing. Definitely.Simon and I would be meeting at an open park—not the one that Kev and I initiated our big fight, of course—it was where he would be telling me how he found out and all.
KATERINAAfter telling him everything, we decided to part ways so he could make his decision on what he wanted to do with the information.The next day, I decided to tell Kelvin about what had happened, and of course, the first thing he suggested was 'taking care of Simon.'"We are not hurting Simon, Kelvin." I stated matter-of-factly, and he groaned."In less than three days, it would finally be a week since Vincent left the country. I do not know how but the news about the wine poisoning has gradually begun to die down. This must have taken a lot of damage control. It just goes to show how much power Vincent has. I mean, how did he get those wealthy people that were affected to just throw the whole thing under the bus?" He asked, sounding scared. He had every right to be. I was scared too.Everyone was just sweeping the matter under the carpet like it had not even happened in the first place.It just went to show how much power Vincent had in the society; we needed to do more than t
VINCENTWe had just returned from Spain; James and I, and we were already on our way to our first press conference after the incident, eager to make things right.The scandal had started to die down, and for a reason. I had spent so much money compensating the affected families. A loss that ran into billions of dollars. I had not come up with a means to make Katerina and her sidekick pay yet, but I just knew that my clap back would cause drastic issues for them.In the moving car, James filled me in on what had been happening while we were away, "She had another wine tasting event. It went well. According to blogs, she salvaged herself."He turned to me, looking as confused as I felt."But you said Maggie did not touch the wine supply. You said she had nothing to do with that?" I shot at him and he nodded."Yes! She had nothing to do with the white wine being bad. I interrogated her many times on this and she confirmed every time, that she knew nothing about the whole wine issue." Jam
KATERINAEverything was going according to plan. With Vincent, Da'ana, even with Whitney.We were getting along more and more, to the extent that she had started to tell me about her everyday activities. I just needed some more trust and then I would strike.Without blowing my cover, still.With Whitney, what I wanted to do was simple. The exact same thing she did to me. Get her kidnapped and beaten within an inch of her life, after which I would dump her in the middle of nowhere to her fate. The only difference with this plan and what she actually did to me was that I had no intentions of killing her. I had no intention of having blood on my hands.Whitney had no idea what was coming at her.Currently, while I typed away at my laptop's keyboard, I had to admit that Whitney was not exactly who my mind was stuck on lately.It was none other than the exact person whom I should absolutely not have on my mind, not when he was the same person I had an ongoing vendetta against.Groaning, I
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