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29. Kahlo
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SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 30. Catalina
Holy fuck. One more? Is this man trying to kill me? My limbs feel like jelly. I'm sweaty, spent, wrecked in the best possible way and it feels like he's gotten everything he can out of me. Every orgasm is better than the last one. Never have I met a man with such a voracious appetite. He's been pounding into me relentlessly for the past hour or maybe two because at some point I lost track of time but it doesn't look like he's tired. His stamina is otherworldly. When he flips me to my back again, I don't bother resisting. There's no energy left in me to do anything but lie here and let him use me. I tense, feeling the pull again. It's impossible for me to come again but as Kahlo drives into me viciously, my body proves otherwise. "Your sweet cunt is milking me. Are you close?" He asks hooking his hands beneath my knees and bending them toward my chest. Bringing his face closer to mine. I notice the sheen of sweat dotting his forehead. Proof that he's been working hard to please me
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 31. Catalina
FLASHBACK/DREAM Long fingernails painted red run over his crotch, teasing him. Making him jerk and hiss. He's leaning back on the chair with his legs wide open and a woman kneeling between them. She squeezes his bulge pulling another groan from his lips. I want to look away. This is not the boy I knew. He told me he'd never been with another woman but this doesn't look like his first time. The way his eyes glare at her, indicating she should hurry up makes it clear that he's done this before. Which means everything he told me was a lie. I don't want to watch but Julio is holding my head in place. Forcing me to look. "Will your girlfriend be okay with this?" "Who, Jennifer? We're not exclusive" Jennifer? Who is she? The woman stops, her brows furrowing, looking as confused as I do. "I thought your girlfriend's name was Catalina" Santiago chuckles "Now that's a pussy I would have liked to fuck. She's a virgin and I was close to convincing her but..
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 32. Kahlo
She's a drug that I'm slowly getting addicted to and it's hard to believe we've only been here for one night. Every time I'm near her, I want to be inside her. I want to touch her, kiss her, and hold her. In the few hours since we arrived, I've memorized all the sounds she makes when she's happy, sad, aroused, coming and the way her face changes whenever she's excited. Or scared like earlier when she asked if we were going to ride horses. Something happened to her and I hope one day she'll be comfortable enough to tell me what it was. I want to know all her fears so I can protect her from them. I shower and dress in the guest room before going down to get breakfast ready. Last night I decided to show her around town. The tour wasn't in my plans but if we stay inside, I can't help wanting to slide inside her and God knows I've done that more times than she can handle. But that wasn't the only reason. Back at the house, it looked like she didn't have the freedom to do whatever she want
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 1. Catalina
"Mama, papa, I'm home. And let me tell you that I am now a proud..." I screech to a halt, my eyes going to the three men in our living room. One is seated while the other two are standing. I wonder if they're Papa's friends because he never brings anyone around "Oh, we have visitors. Hi" "Run Catalina. Run" Andres yells from the other side of the room. I furrow my eyebrows, wondering what has gotten into him. "Quiet. Can't you see we have visitors?" Papa snaps. "Is she the one you were talking about?" One of the men asks turning to look at me. He gives me a once-over and then nods. As if he approves of what he's seeing "We'll see if the boss accepts her" "She's pure. Untouched" Papa rushes to say. For the first time, I notice that he is kneeling and Mama and Andres are standing in a corner, hurdled up together. These men don't look friendly at all and despite their size, they are too young to be Papa's friends. A feeling of foreboding creeps up my spine. Who are they
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 2. Catalina
The car pulls up in front of a large gate guarded by several armed men. The driver nods to them and one of the guys speaks into a small radio. They're all big and look like they could crush me under their feet effortlessly. How will I be able to escape from this place? The wall surrounding the house is so tall. Not just that but these men have guns. What if I try to run and they shoot me? But I can't just sit still and wait for them to take my organs. I'd rather be dead when that happens. The car starts moving again, making me snap my eyes up. The gate opens up to the biggest and most beautiful mansion I've ever seen. My breath catches in my throat at the breathtaking sight. It looks like a castle and for a moment, I forget everything. Wondering what it would be like to live in such a house. To have money, nice clothes, and cars at my disposal. To have so many servants that I didn't have to lift a finger to do anything. I picture my life with Santi here. He always sa
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 3. Catalina
"I can wash myself" "I didn't ask" Susana snaps and then continues scrubbing my skin with more force than necessary. Just when I thought Julio was going to slit my throat, the boss told him to have Susana wash me and put me in clean clothes. At the mention of a woman's name, I breathed a sigh of relief thinking she might be able to help me but I was wrong. Not only is she mean but she's also ugly. Mama told me that women should always help each other and never put each other down but I guess she was also wrong. Because if she had helped me, I wouldn't be standing in this fancy bathroom getting scrubbed by a fat, mean, ugly lady. When I tried to ask her for help, she slapped me and threatened to lock me in a room with a few men. She also called me a prostitute and has been mumbling about how no one respects her or they wouldn't make her do such things. But every time I ask her to stop, she scrubs harder. If my skin doesn't have bruises after this, I'll be luck
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 4. Kahlo
"When did you get back?" I stop, one of my eyebrows lifting in annoyance "What are you doing in my bedroom?" "I heard you were back. How is your asshole uncle?" "Still the same" I reply running a hand through my wet hair "Why do you expect him to be any different?" "Who knows? He might have discovered God or joined some cult that convinced him he should die first before he fully becomes one of them. I would donate all my money to that cult by the way" "Keep dreaming" I drop the towel and walk to the closet butt naked. Nina whistles and her heels click on the floor as she follows me. I look over my shoulder to find her leaning against the door frame. Her eyes run over my naked frame. "I'm starting to think that you're showing off how well you're hung so I'd regret turning you down" "Do you?" "Maybe" "Your problem. If my nakedness is bothering you, get out" When I first brought her here, she didn't even have the guts to look me in the eyes. Now she walks
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β Author's Note
IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ I thought I should put this warning up so you guys know what you're getting into. This book is a bit dark so there will be themes of murder, assault, off-screen sexual assault (which means it will be mentioned but not described), suicide, and drug overdose. There might be others I forgot to mention so please, if you're not comfortable with reading those themes, it would be best to not proceed. I tend to keep my mafia books light but this one will be different. Fanuco Ferrero is a sick twisted man and he turns Catalina into who she is. To be able to show the extent of his damage, some themes can't be avoided. Please DON'T IGNORE this warning and complain about it in the future. For those who decide to proceed, thank you for your support. There's an ongoing contest that I'm hoping to win so your support is highly appreciated. Drop a gem if you can and a review if you like the story. To write a review, click on the three dots at the top right of your screen, choo
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SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 32. Kahlo
She's a drug that I'm slowly getting addicted to and it's hard to believe we've only been here for one night. Every time I'm near her, I want to be inside her. I want to touch her, kiss her, and hold her. In the few hours since we arrived, I've memorized all the sounds she makes when she's happy, sad, aroused, coming and the way her face changes whenever she's excited. Or scared like earlier when she asked if we were going to ride horses. Something happened to her and I hope one day she'll be comfortable enough to tell me what it was. I want to know all her fears so I can protect her from them. I shower and dress in the guest room before going down to get breakfast ready. Last night I decided to show her around town. The tour wasn't in my plans but if we stay inside, I can't help wanting to slide inside her and God knows I've done that more times than she can handle. But that wasn't the only reason. Back at the house, it looked like she didn't have the freedom to do whatever she want
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 31. Catalina
FLASHBACK/DREAM Long fingernails painted red run over his crotch, teasing him. Making him jerk and hiss. He's leaning back on the chair with his legs wide open and a woman kneeling between them. She squeezes his bulge pulling another groan from his lips. I want to look away. This is not the boy I knew. He told me he'd never been with another woman but this doesn't look like his first time. The way his eyes glare at her, indicating she should hurry up makes it clear that he's done this before. Which means everything he told me was a lie. I don't want to watch but Julio is holding my head in place. Forcing me to look. "Will your girlfriend be okay with this?" "Who, Jennifer? We're not exclusive" Jennifer? Who is she? The woman stops, her brows furrowing, looking as confused as I do. "I thought your girlfriend's name was Catalina" Santiago chuckles "Now that's a pussy I would have liked to fuck. She's a virgin and I was close to convincing her but..
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 30. Catalina
Holy fuck. One more? Is this man trying to kill me? My limbs feel like jelly. I'm sweaty, spent, wrecked in the best possible way and it feels like he's gotten everything he can out of me. Every orgasm is better than the last one. Never have I met a man with such a voracious appetite. He's been pounding into me relentlessly for the past hour or maybe two because at some point I lost track of time but it doesn't look like he's tired. His stamina is otherworldly. When he flips me to my back again, I don't bother resisting. There's no energy left in me to do anything but lie here and let him use me. I tense, feeling the pull again. It's impossible for me to come again but as Kahlo drives into me viciously, my body proves otherwise. "Your sweet cunt is milking me. Are you close?" He asks hooking his hands beneath my knees and bending them toward my chest. Bringing his face closer to mine. I notice the sheen of sweat dotting his forehead. Proof that he's been working hard to please me
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 29. Kahlo
My hands slide down her wet body, shaping the lines and dips of her hourglass figure. Kneading her round ass before slinking back up her thighs and stomach to cup her breasts. Massaging the soft mounds. I watch the droplets of water bounce off her nipples, wanting to lick them but too fascinated to move. Because a small part of me is obsessed with breasts, I know this set is real and not fake. I'm spellbound by the way they sit on her chest, the mattering of freckles on her cleavage that is only visible when one is close enough, and the perfect shape of her nipples. Just the right size for my fingers and mouth.k I fucked her in the kitchen. It was fast and we both came but it was nowhere near satisfactory. The hunger is still there. This, whatever it is she awakened in me is insatiable, and deep down I know it'll never be enough. No matter how many times I have her, I'll never tire of her. She's got a hold of me like no other woman ever has but instead of panicking, I welcome it. Embr
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 28. Kahlo
She looks shocked just as I knew she would be. Hearing what Fan did to her wasn't easy. Not because I didn't know he was capable of it but because he'd done it to Catalina. They got married shortly after I left. The PI I'd hired indicated she was twenty-five which means back then she was only eighteen. Fresh out of high school. Young, innocent, prime for picking but not old enough to know how to resist them. There was nothing an eighteen-year-old could have to save herself. She probably tried to escape. They all do and they all fail. Because in this country, money rules. Those who don't take the money know it's better for them to stay away from the Cartel or their loved ones would be butchered until no one was left. It's the reason many girls have ended up in human trafficking and prostitution. No one cares. I can imagine the helplessness she felt all these years and even now as Salazar still forces her. Did anyone ask for her permission? Did they bother askin
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 27. Catalina
The house is bigger than I imagined. The entry gate leads to a paved driveway that branches into a path that guides you to the front door. The landscaping is well-maintained, with neatly trimmed grass, small trees, and plant beds that create a clean and orderly look. The two-storey house has a white exterior and contrasting dark, metal roofing. A large black-framed double door with windows on either side opens and an older couple walks out. They must be the caretakers Kahlo mentioned earlier. Smiling, he turns the engine off and opens his door. I'm wondering if I should wait for him to open mine when suddenly, a younger woman emerges from behind the couple. She's blonde, wearing cowboy boots with a red long-sleeve off-shoulder dress that clings to her body. My guess is she's the couple's daughter because employees don't walk around freely and there's no way in hell they'd dress like that to shove horse shit or do dishes. Which means, she did it to impress Kahlo. Immediately, I decide
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 26. Catalina
I love the way he looks at me as if I'm an innocent little thing he wants to save. Even after telling him I killed my husband and father, he doesn't believe it because in his eyes I can't do wrong. It makes me wonder if he's that blinded by his desire for me or if he's delusional. His uncle forcefully married me shortly after he left. It's been seven years since then. How does he think I survived for so long? Anyone sane wouldn't last in this world for more than a year. The fact that Kahlo is buying this innocent act I'm putting on only goes to show that he's either stupid and doesn't deserve to be the boss or he's choosing to ignore the truth. Or maybe I'm just a good actress. He wouldn't be the first man to think he could save me. I especially like when the truth finally dawns on them and they realize that I don't need saving. That I'm past salvation. How much longer do I have? Sighing, I look ahead. Noticing we've stopped. "Don't make a big deal about this. Like I said, I wasn't
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 25. Kahlo
Catalina has been avoiding me. She didn't come down for dinner yesterday, claiming she had a headache. Then during breakfast today, she mumbled a good morning, took a piece of toast, and was out the door before I could reply. I'm guessing her behavior has something to do with what happened with that woman. I'll reserve my judgement until I find out the truth but what I won't do is let her put a distance between us. I liked spending the afternoon with her even though she'd been asleep most of the time. I knew I was fucked when I started entertaining thoughts of taking over the Cartel so she'd be free but spending hours watching her sleep only goes to show how much shit I'm in. Since when do I spend so much time with a woman I only want to fuck? The last time I watched a movie was in high school and the girl who'd come to my place was naked before the introduction ended. But yesterday I was content to sit there with Catalina beside me. It didn't matter that she didn't talk. After I not
SHE DEVILΒ Β Β 24. Catalina
Flashback It's been two months since El Rey caught me and dragged me back here. Two months since Olga died in front of me. Two months since I stopped feeling. The wedding was held the day after I tried to escape. It turns out the man with the magnifying glass was a jewelry appraiser and he had helped El Rey pick out that ring. He thought I had stolen it and told the store owner to keep me there until El Rey's men arrived. They knocked me out with drugs before handing me over to his boss. It turns out no one leaves the country illegally without my husband's permission. He has a hand in every dirty business and deals. Nothing gets past him. If I'd known how powerful the Cartel was, I wouldn't have wasted my time trying to run away. Since that day, I haven't felt normal. It's as if part of me died along with Olga. During the day, her screams are all I hear and at night it's her pleas. Begging to help her. Asking them to stop but they don't. No one ever listens to h
