KATERINA "What do you mean a couple of people died?" I asked, literally shaking as Simon narrated everything to me. He shrugged, "It was not my fault. They were at the wrong place at the wrong time. They got caught up in the plan." I stood there, extremely flabbergasted that the man I called a best friend and the better brother could just stand there and talk about a person's death like it was nothing. I turned to Kelvin for a hand in explaining what exactly was wrong, since Simon did not seem to see anything wrong with what he had done. Kelvin sighed, then started, "Look, Kat, what has happened has happened. I mean, of course, no one wanted things to happen like that, but everything was simply out of our control. He tried to stop the fire and got caught up in it. And the person we paid to start the fire was simply... probably just someone who badly wanted to commit suicide. It was not his fault." I glanced between the both men with an incredulous look on my face. "Are you
VINCENTI made a couple of calls on my way to the plane, and everyone I had called already had their hands on deck.Owen called me just before I entered into the plane, "Simon called. Told me you got arrest by some Russian cops. You started dealing drugs? Why wasn't I the first person you told?" He sounded impressed from his tone. The fucker thought everyone was as rotten and corrupt as he was."Ask your brother properly so he can tell you exactly what happened." I snapped at him and wanted to end the call but he stopped me,"Wait, wait… I was begged to help you out. So, give the phone to one of the cops there. You will not be going with them in that plane, I'll make sure it all ends there, in New York." I raised a brow. Owen never did anything for free, without wanting anything in return. I did not ask, simply waited for him to spit it out.He finally did, "Well… you know it all comes for a token. A little token, for that matter."I shook my head. Nothing was little with Owen involv
KATERINA"Are you sure you are okay? I mean, you are working harder than usual lately." Whitney asked me as she sat on the loveseat in my room while I worked away on my laptop, sitting in a crisscrossed position on my bed.My brows creased as I looked over at her, shrugging my hands in the air. "I just have more work than usual lately. Stop making it look like such a big deal, Whit." I told her, rolling my eyes.She laughed. "Like I always say, I wish I could work like you. Shit bores me to death. What to you mean I have to sit behind a laptop all day long struggling to focus on little letters when I could be out there going from one trip to another, getting myself all the best things. If I really must work, I could just open an establishment that does not exactly need my presence there. I could simply leave it to be handled by other people and I just come once in a while to check stuff out.""I.e, your cleaning agency and your salons which you rarely check up on. What kind of busin
KATERINA"The pleasure is all mine, to be honest." I nodded, already tired from all the praises, so I just went straight to it."Yeah, so um… the girl you were just with. She's your girlfriend right?" I asked him, trying to sound as casual as I could.He looked at me quizzically, then smiled. "Why? Interested in me already?"That sounded ten times more disgusting than it should have.I tried to keep my facial expression in check as I answered with a small laugh, "Well, not really. Just loved the whole bond between you two and I thought—""And you thought what? You thought the best thing to do was trail after my friend and quiz him to death?" I spun around immediately, facing the direction of the voice. Reina was standing in front of me, her attire as mismatched as ever, with her head tilted to the side in some sort of challenge.I scoffed, "I hope this isn't you trying to scare me off because it looks a lot awkward, to put it nicely.""Well, thankfully, I do not need you to put anyt
VINCENT"You injured four men that answer to me. Who do you think you are, and where do you think you are in? You think the cops would keep shouting on us to keep it down forever? Of course they would get tired and do you know what happens then? You become all ours…" The bulkiest man in the cell who called himself the boss spoke in what he probably felt was an intimidating tone, but I just sat there on the dirty floor, my back against the wall as I looked up at him with a monotone expression on my face.They had spent a week and a few days trying to bend me to their will. I had a few slap marks here and there on my face and body, and even bite marks as well. I was given those slap and bite marks every time I said no to doing what they wanted. It did not sit well with them, most especially with their boss.Slap for slap, God forbid the bite for bite… The men were too fucking dirty, I did not want to think about what I could contact if I dared to sink my teeth into any of them's flesh.
VINCENTThe bullying reduced drastically in the next few days. Well, for me though. The other guy was still being treated like trash from time to time. I could not really care less.I was currently on a call with James, hiding at a corner of the cell, as calls were prohibited until it was officially call time. It was a stupid new rule that I simply wondered why they had started with me."We are working on it. We thought we were close to finding out who the culprit was a few days ago, like I told you when I had said we got a lead, but that lead was just a dead end. I promise you though, we are trying our absolute best to ensure that we do everything in our power to get you out." He promised. I ran a hand through my hair. "James, I would say yes, I believe you, but we are running out of time. I heard that the court hearing would be in a week's time. These people want nothing than to throw me in jail as soon as they can. If that court hearing holds, I would definitely be given a sentenc
KATERINAMaybe he was lonely in there. I heard that sometimes rich people like him were kept in separate cells from from other people. He kept texting me from time to time, telling me random things. What he ate, about the boss there, how he wanted to kill everyone, how he wants to start with me but for some reason, he doesn't want to do it, at the same time.Sometimes, he would tell me how beautiful I was, how stupid he was for still texting me despite knowing that I was the cause of his predicament. How the hell was he so sure of that?It might be a wonder why he was still texting me despite the fact that I had already blocked him. Well, my fingers might have skipped and unblocked him again right after blocking first. What? I was so lonely these days, and somehow I just knew that he would try to talk to me.I looked over to the side of my room to see the packages I had been sent over the last few days, most of which were as a result of Vincent clearing my expensive carts.I mean, t
VINCENTI knew it was her. Everything in me screamed that she was the one, but I needed more than my intuition to prove what I already knew.She had dropped lilies for Grace too. How had she known Grace's favorite flowers if it was not her? She had never been good at lying to me. I was not surprised when she had embarrassingly started to stutter while we talked. Everything started to make sense. Well, almost everything. My plans had changed. I had started to accept how I felt about her more now that I knew who she was and why she was doing what she was doing.Well, I did not know why she was actuating it, but I had a clue. She had been hurt, and maybe she felt I was the one who had hurt her, because I had only walked in on her when she was getting up on her feet and blowing Grace's grave a kiss. Her eyes were red and swollen. She looked like she had been crying for a while.James and I were currently in my office as I told him about my suspicions. He looked confused. "You mean, you