Catherine's POV.‘Escort her to the car, Marcos.’ Lucas's order kept ringing in my head as Marcos led me outside. I still found it baffling that Lucas was a mafia leader. I shouldn't think too deeply about it, but it bothered me greatly, and I wished I could do something about it. The man saved me, leaving everything behind to come and save me, and what did I do in return? I provoked him.I wanted to murder Sam for everything he wanted to do to me and all that he had done. But I had said those things in the heat of anger, and I meant none of those words. I was just too angry. But seeing Lucas harming him, wanting to kill him, had made me fearful."Are you okay, Madame?" Marcos asked, and I just looked at the young man walking me out. Marcos and I weren't much of friends, but I wouldn't term us as enemies either. We talked and laughed sometimes, but most times, he wore a rigid mask, looking almost like he had no emotions. I now understand where all that comes from; he's an underboss to
Catherine's POVThe ride home was a silent one. I kept peeping at Lucas, but he avoided my gaze almost all the time. Every time I tried to initiate a conversation, he would only nod or make a mumbling sound that made me want to just whack his head because he was really misbehaving, and I wanted to let him know that I would not tolerate such from him.But whacking him now might probably let that beast in him that he was trying hard to control out. He might not do anything to me, but he would probably end up leaving me alone in this car to join the other car."Lucas..." I called, moving towards him, my eyes fixed on his rigid figure that sat far away from me. He seemed distant. I didn't want my Lucas to be distant from me. I wanted him closer to me. I wanted him to cuddle me."You should rest. We'll soon be home," he muttered, and by grace, I could hear him this time around.Moving closer to him again, I said, "Thank you.""For what?" He asked without turning to look at me. His action h
Catherine's POV.A few days later."Don't worry, darling, everything will die down soon. It's normal for people to gossip; they would talk about what happened until it bore them. Just don't show that whatever they're saying matters to you, and I promise you that you'll be just fine," Natty assured me as we left class to head home.It had been four days since the unfortunate incident with Sam happened, and the school had been buzzing about it. I could say that most students probably feared me now, and some wanted to get close to me, but I wasn't interested in any of them.Because of the different gossip, Natasha thought I was bothered by it, but she didn't know what bothered me was far too great. I don't care if they would gossip about it for years; I have grown past that. I am almost twenty-three, and I didn't have time to listen to gossip."Cathy, are you alright? You look lost again. I told you that everything would be alright. The competition will be held in less than two months; y
Catherine's POV.The drive back home seemed to take forever, and I restrained myself from swatting the driver and asking him to drive faster. I hated it when the driver came to pick me up. Not only was he slow, but the thought of killing the driver always came to my mind, just like the thought of being with Lucas always seeped into my mind. It's kind of strange how things changed within a short period of time...It's all funny and sad. I always looked forward to having Lucas come to pick me up or maybe going to meet him at home, but all that was gone now. My Lucas had ghosted me. It was like I didn't even exist for him anymore, and it hurt so much. It hurt badly, to the extent that tears had become my daily companion.But not anymore. I was done crying. I had given him enough time to get over the issues, but since he didn't want to, I would take things into my own hands and knock some sense into him. It was high time I showed him that the fire he once saw in me was still present, and
Catherine's POV.Bella's words echoed in my mind as I raced to where I thought Lucas would be, my heart pounding in my chest like a constant drumbeat. Every step felt heavier than the last, loaded with the weight of uncertainty because I didn't know what to expect... Another woman? Nah, this must be a prank; Lucas would never.But... But what if he did?My heart raced with a desperate beat at the thought, fear, confusion, and heartache flowing through my veins. The thought of another woman in Lucas's life sent a chill down my spine, filling me with a gnawing sense of dread that threatened to consume me whole.I didn't know why I was feeling so scared, why I feared deeply. I'd been hurt before... Good God! Please, I didn't want to be hurt again, please.The image of Lucas's face, once filled with love and tenderness, haunted me like a ghost, and despite my racing heart, I had to smile because Lucas was the best thing that had happened to me after the kids. He had become the whole unive
Lucas's POV."Oh shit, fuck me harder, Lucas, please!!" Lily moaned, and I let out a sigh when I saw Catherine run away from my doorstep."Lucas... Please...hard...""ENOUGH!" I barked angrily at the woman who was faking moans not too far from me… dang! I hate her moans… I hate every woman's moans except my Red's. Thinking about her moans has ways of turning me on. "I'm... Why?" She asked, turning to look at me with a flushed face."Cause she's gone, see for yourself," I said, pointing at the laptop screen which showed clear footage of my front door."Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't know she was gone," she said and began to head towards me, but I raised my hand to halt her, my eyes shooting daggers at her."Don't come near me, dress up and leave, Marcos will credit your account soon," I informed her and waved her away, but she didn't move; she just stood there, staring at me, and I just sighed before I turned my focus away from her.I am so sorry, Red. I... I'm doing this for your good, fo
Three weeks later.Catherine's POV."Darling, eat something. You've lost your glow. How can you cook and not eat?" Bella asked, and I just gave her a feigned smile.Yeah, she's right. I cook a lot now. I've been practicing with various continental dishes because the competition is only a few weeks away, and I have to up my game. I took classes, and attended different cooking competitions; Lucas sponsored my trips to some famous chefs around the world. But in all these trips... he was never there. It affected me at first, and I would be lying if I said it wasn't still affecting me. But I've learned to turn my pain into my superpower. It's hard not to do anything without Lucas, but I know that I would be on the losing end if I didn't get serious with my life. Wallowing in self-pity would only affect me."I'm fine, Bell. I just lost my appetite. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Besides, I took some snacks and fruit shakes," I said with a yawn before focusing on my laptop again."Can y
Catherine's POV."Oh Lord!!!" The scream tore from my lips as I stared at the text from Bella, my heart hammering against my chest. With trembling hands, I pushed my chair back, drawing the attention of everyone in the classroom."What's wrong, Catherine?" The professor's concerned voice barely registered as I fought to control my racing thoughts and the tears threatening to spill over."My... My baby," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper.Without waiting for further questions, I snatched my bag and bolted out of the classroom, the urgency of the situation propelling me forward. Ignoring the calls of Natty and her concerned inquiries, I dashed down the corridor, my only focus on reaching my child."Cathy! Cathy!! Wait up!!!" Natty's voice called behind me, but I couldn't pause to explain. My mind was consumed with fear and worry for my baby.Outside, I hailed a taxi, my hands shaking as I gave the driver hurried directions. Just as the car started to pull away, Nat