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Winning his loyalty

Author: Deborah002
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Catalina stood up from the ground, her legs shaking with pain. As the blood flowed through the veins again, it caused a burning sensation.

The girl, kicked her in the guts making her fall again. Catalina crawled away before she could hit her again. She tried focusing on her target, the girl. It was not new to her. She had done it before.

With her eyes closed, she repeated the words she was taught like a mantra.

" Aim at their neck. Then legs and grab the face downwards. "

Catalina rose up and stared at the girl. She was high on drugs and had no sense of what was happening there. If it was some other day, she would have fought the girl effortlessly but with her hands not working properly and she starving since three days,she had to be extra cautious.

The girl, tried to grab her face but Catalina moved away and kicked her in the knee making her fall. She grabbed her neck and punched her two times in the guts. She wouldn't kill her. She had never killed a female before. The pain in her hands shot again after she punched her making her grip lose on the girl under her. She took it as an opportunity and hit Catalina on the jaw. Her nose started bleeding.

Angered and irritated by the girl's attempts to choke her neck, Catalina hit her across her head with her forehead. This time she fainted. Even Catalina felt dizzy but stood up to face Mazov. Her limbs were shaking and for two minutes she sat on the ground.

She walked towards him with a winning smile. He pulled out a gun and pointed at her. Before she could react, he shot at her.

The sound of screaming and then complete silence came from the girl behind her, who was ready to attack Catalina with a rod.

She laid dead on the ground, a hole in her forehead where the bullet pierced was flooding blood out.

The sight made Catalina nauseous and the world began spinning around her. She tried and tried really hard not to faint but when Mazov held her in his arms she heard his voice going distant.

" Kitty .. You are just something else. Who really are you? huh? " He whispered in her ear.

He picked her up bridal style and took her fragile body inside. After covering her with a blanket, he called a doctor for general check up.

He was sitting holding her hand, thinking about why she was so determined to be here. In his heart, he was impressed the moment she killed pasha. But her determination to win every obstacle got him truly.

For those four days, he would watch her with the help of hidden cam. Her voice was soothing. And when she sang in the room surrounded by nothing but just white she looked like an angel.

The doctor knocked on the door, he nodded allowing him in.

" Good afternoon sir.Is this the patient? " He asked politely.

" Yes. Run all the tests. And give me the report. " He ordered. The doctor touched her forehead and put a strand of hair behind her ear.

" Don't you dare touch her. Call a nurse. I will be watching everything, so you better behave. " He threatened him.

" yes sure sir. I will call a nurse for madam. " He replied. Mazov sat again beside her. For the first time he realised that she was really young not more than 21 or 22 barely.

With both of them alone again, he watched her beautiful face. He could have killed her a long time ago but she reminded him too much about his teenage.How he worshipped the pakhan. He was too determined to work with him and eventually became the Pakhan himself.

A little noise came from her mouth. Her eyeballs moved and in an instant she sat on the bed .

" How are you? " He asked Worriedly.

" why does it matter, pakhan? You wanted me dead. Didn't you? " She questioned with the same attitude in her voice like day one. He loved it when she called him pakhan.

Mazov smiled at her, although she rolled her eyes in anger.

" My kitty, if I had wanted you dead then you wouldn't be resting on my bed where no woman has ever been to. " His response, caught her off guard.

Both of them looked in each Other's eyes, unspoken feelings building up when there was another knock on door.

" Come in. " He ordered, his gaze still on her. A nurse walked in with the doctor.

" Start the check up. " He commanded. " After that I will ask the cook for your lunch. " He told Catalina.

" So am I selected? " she asked beaming with excitement.

" No. There is another and last test tonight. So be ready. " He replied and left the room.

The nurse conducted all the tests on her. She gave her two doses of glucose and iron tablets.

Later, Catalina had her lunch. She hungrily filled her mouth with the delicious dishes. She wasn't allowed to leave his room. So just kept roaming inside. The last test would be difficult but as long as it's not sexual she was ready. Because she had promised her body to him and only him. And no other man, including Mazov couldn't touch her.

It was eight in the evening when Mazov walked in his room. She was sitting on his bed with her head rested on her knees. He sat beside her and pulled out a photo from his pocket.

" Your last test is to steal the pen drive from this man. " He told giving the photo to her.

" Isn't he Mr. Rodriguez? Our Health minister.. " Catalina asked surprised.

" No, he is a thief for me. With this, I will check your persuasion skills and presence of mind. He will be in Hotel Dalefess. Is it okay ,kitty? " Catalina nodded. She hid her smile forming on her lips. The task was so easy.

" Btw my name is Catalina Brown. Not kitty. " She replied before going out of the room.

" You are a kitty to me. It doesn't make much difference though. Cat-lina.. kitty.. cat. Sounds similar enough. " He laughed looking at her face in shock.

" I will be right back here in the mansion after completing my work. " She said again.

" You are always welcome here, kitty " This time Catalina was already out heading for her target.

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