CATALINA I cut off Dante’s stares at me and saw James shooting glares at Dante. He jeered at him and locked eyes with mine. I tilted my head as my brow raised, wondering why he looked annoyed by Dante’s presence.“Now, back off,” Dante warned him.We headed to the counter to pay for my things and went straight to the parking lot. Dante drove the car while the bodyguards followed us behind.I noticed Dante’s silence as he focused on the road ahead. Is he angry? “Why did you talk to him?”My brow raised in confusion at his query. He’s talking about James.“He just came out of nowhere with her bitch mistress.” “Why are you calling her mistress?”“Because she is.”“You are not married to that guy anymore. So don't call her mistress.” I can sense anger in his tone.I frowned at him. “Are you siding with her?”“Why would you think that way?”“You're defending her–”“Christ! I am not defending her, Lina. I just don't want you to think that James is still your husband and Fiona is the mist
CATALINA“Where were you, Lina?”His voice was calm but firm as he stared at me intently while his hands were in his pocket pants. He doesn't seem angry but more curious.I fidgeted in my seat. “I… I met a friend.”“Why did you have to sneak out?”I bit my lip as I looked down. “Because you won't let me out.”“It won't hurt you to ask me first, right?”“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”He exhaled deeply. “You also said that last time,” I shut my eyes as he got on one knee right in front of me. “If you sneak out again… A punishment will do.”Dante only gives me a warning before letting me off to my room. I was confused as to why he did not get mad, unlike the last time. But that's much better than being reprimanded the way he should be.‘He was only using you’I’m not sure in what way Dante was using me. I have nothing, so what does he want to take from me? I will be your puppet, Dante, as long as I benefit from it. I will use him as much as he wants to use me.The next morning, as so
CATALINAWhy do people close to me die?My dad, my baby, and now Uncle Mondo. I noticed that there was something wrong with him. I should have asked him more about what his problem was. I could have helped him, and this wouldn't have happened. The police officer came back to his seat after giving me a glass of water. I’m only in my pajamas inside the police station while silently digesting the truth in my head “So, you met him two nights ago at 9:20. What’s the reason behind that?”My fingers fidgeted at the hem of my clothes, anxious at his interrogation. I’m afraid this murder will also put me in jeopardy, and history will repeat itself. “H-He just wanted to know… how I’m doing.”“That’s it?”I nodded while not meeting his eyes. “Yeah.”I just can't tell him everything about our conversation, right? We talked about Dante, and if I mentioned his name, I'm afraid he might get involved again because of me.“I think you're lying, Mrs. Marcellos.”His comment made me bite my lip. I
CATALINA“W-What—”“Now I know why my cousin married you despite the scandal under your name, Catalina.” He winked, which sent shivers down my spine.Ralph Muller, Dante’s cousin, is a well-known fashion model and entrepreneur. He owned the clothing line RaMu, a luxury brand in Italy.I rolled my eyes and ignored him. He’s known for being an asshole but despite his awful nickname and scandals, his business is still running and thriving.“You're probably good in bed–” I walk past him, but he grabs my arm, causing me to stop. “I’m still talking, babe.”“Let go.” I scowl at him.A playful smirk formed on his lips. “Don't wanna.”“I said, ‘Let go.’”He shook his head. “I said, ‘don't wanna–’”“You heard her, asshole.” It’s Dante's threatening voice at the door, wearing a cold gaze towards Ralph.Ralph immediately let go of me and excitedly sprinted to Dante.“Hey, bro! Long time no see–”“Where the fuck are your pants?!”I face the wall as I drink water from my tumbler, feigning ignoranc
CATALINA The next morning, Dante did not join me for breakfast while Ralph was busy with his beloved workout. When I arrived at the company, I saw Dante coming out of the cafeteria with his coffee.He skipped coffee at home because he likes the coffee here?“Dante!” He gazed at me but looked away and continued walking to the elevator. “Why are you ignoring me?”However, he remained silent as if I were just a mere dust in the air.“Did I make you upset? What did I do?” With big strides, I block his way. “Don't be such a child.”He halted in his tracks and turned to me with a tense jaw. I think I really made him furious this time.“Child? And now you're comparing me to a child?” He firmly stated.“It’s not like that–”“I won’t be home tonight.”He walked past me and entered the elevator.“What? Why? Ralph is in your house– Dante!” I didn't get a chance to ride the elevator because he already closed it with a glare shot at me.He’s so immature!I didn't mean to say– yeah, I did really m
CATALINA ‘The number you have dialed is out of coverage area. Please try–’I press the end button and throw my phone on the table with a sigh. Only five minutes are left before midnight, and James, my husband, is still not home. He wasn't answering his phone earlier, and now it seems his phone was turned off."Is he that busy?"Or... Did he forget it?My heart throbbed as my thumb played with my wedding ring. It was our wedding anniversary, but he didn't greet me. I was disappointed when I woke up this morning without him by my side.Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared down at the three pregnancy kits placed on the table. Yeah, it has two lines… It's positive… I'm pregnant. But I don't know how to tell James. We didn't talk for a week because we had a misunderstanding. My fingers fidgeted as the word ‘mother’ kept rummaging in my head. My mother left me when I was 8, and now... I'm becoming one.Will James be glad about it? He will, right? I will become a good, I mean, great moth
CATALINA I tightly shut my eyes when the sunlight hit my face as I stepped out of the lawn area of the women's penitentiary. My eyes were swollen from crying the whole night, and I couldn't believe I was sleeping on a cold floor in a small room with two unfamiliar women. While the case is still ongoing, I need to stay here until my innocence is proven. I still couldn't move on about the passing of my father, but everyone accused me of murdering the person I cherished in my entire life.They said he was poisoned by the food I delivered to him. But I don't remember delivering any food to my father's house. Fingerprints were discovered in the food pack, and it belonged to me, which is absurd.My chest tightened at the fact that no one believed me. Not even my husband, who didn't visit me since I was captured out of my will. A woman suddenly pushed me behind, causing me to walk forcibly to the lawn. They say we can play on this huge lawn for an hour under the sun. But I want to tuck my
CATALINATears welled up in my eyes as soon as the steel gate opened by a police officer, leading me to the outside world of hell. It feels like a year, even though I was just deprived of my freedom for two months.I was still confused as to why my case was dismissed. I kept asking the officers what happened to my father's death, but none of them gave me a response. Was he really poisoned? Who killed him? What's his motive? Or is it because he is a competitive businessman? I know he has a lot of enemies when it comes to the business world. I really need to talk to the lawyer and police officers who handled the case. But for now, I need to talk to James or Fiona. Maybe they know something too.I looked around, hoping to find my husband or sister, but there were no familiar faces or cars around. One car was only parked in front of the penitentiary with a plate number DM000, but I'm not familiar with it.I hailed a cab and headed first to my villa, where James and I were living. I was
CATALINA The next morning, Dante did not join me for breakfast while Ralph was busy with his beloved workout. When I arrived at the company, I saw Dante coming out of the cafeteria with his coffee.He skipped coffee at home because he likes the coffee here?“Dante!” He gazed at me but looked away and continued walking to the elevator. “Why are you ignoring me?”However, he remained silent as if I were just a mere dust in the air.“Did I make you upset? What did I do?” With big strides, I block his way. “Don't be such a child.”He halted in his tracks and turned to me with a tense jaw. I think I really made him furious this time.“Child? And now you're comparing me to a child?” He firmly stated.“It’s not like that–”“I won’t be home tonight.”He walked past me and entered the elevator.“What? Why? Ralph is in your house– Dante!” I didn't get a chance to ride the elevator because he already closed it with a glare shot at me.He’s so immature!I didn't mean to say– yeah, I did really m
CATALINA“W-What—”“Now I know why my cousin married you despite the scandal under your name, Catalina.” He winked, which sent shivers down my spine.Ralph Muller, Dante’s cousin, is a well-known fashion model and entrepreneur. He owned the clothing line RaMu, a luxury brand in Italy.I rolled my eyes and ignored him. He’s known for being an asshole but despite his awful nickname and scandals, his business is still running and thriving.“You're probably good in bed–” I walk past him, but he grabs my arm, causing me to stop. “I’m still talking, babe.”“Let go.” I scowl at him.A playful smirk formed on his lips. “Don't wanna.”“I said, ‘Let go.’”He shook his head. “I said, ‘don't wanna–’”“You heard her, asshole.” It’s Dante's threatening voice at the door, wearing a cold gaze towards Ralph.Ralph immediately let go of me and excitedly sprinted to Dante.“Hey, bro! Long time no see–”“Where the fuck are your pants?!”I face the wall as I drink water from my tumbler, feigning ignoranc
CATALINAWhy do people close to me die?My dad, my baby, and now Uncle Mondo. I noticed that there was something wrong with him. I should have asked him more about what his problem was. I could have helped him, and this wouldn't have happened. The police officer came back to his seat after giving me a glass of water. I’m only in my pajamas inside the police station while silently digesting the truth in my head “So, you met him two nights ago at 9:20. What’s the reason behind that?”My fingers fidgeted at the hem of my clothes, anxious at his interrogation. I’m afraid this murder will also put me in jeopardy, and history will repeat itself. “H-He just wanted to know… how I’m doing.”“That’s it?”I nodded while not meeting his eyes. “Yeah.”I just can't tell him everything about our conversation, right? We talked about Dante, and if I mentioned his name, I'm afraid he might get involved again because of me.“I think you're lying, Mrs. Marcellos.”His comment made me bite my lip. I
CATALINA“Where were you, Lina?”His voice was calm but firm as he stared at me intently while his hands were in his pocket pants. He doesn't seem angry but more curious.I fidgeted in my seat. “I… I met a friend.”“Why did you have to sneak out?”I bit my lip as I looked down. “Because you won't let me out.”“It won't hurt you to ask me first, right?”“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”He exhaled deeply. “You also said that last time,” I shut my eyes as he got on one knee right in front of me. “If you sneak out again… A punishment will do.”Dante only gives me a warning before letting me off to my room. I was confused as to why he did not get mad, unlike the last time. But that's much better than being reprimanded the way he should be.‘He was only using you’I’m not sure in what way Dante was using me. I have nothing, so what does he want to take from me? I will be your puppet, Dante, as long as I benefit from it. I will use him as much as he wants to use me.The next morning, as so
CATALINA I cut off Dante’s stares at me and saw James shooting glares at Dante. He jeered at him and locked eyes with mine. I tilted my head as my brow raised, wondering why he looked annoyed by Dante’s presence.“Now, back off,” Dante warned him.We headed to the counter to pay for my things and went straight to the parking lot. Dante drove the car while the bodyguards followed us behind.I noticed Dante’s silence as he focused on the road ahead. Is he angry? “Why did you talk to him?”My brow raised in confusion at his query. He’s talking about James.“He just came out of nowhere with her bitch mistress.” “Why are you calling her mistress?”“Because she is.”“You are not married to that guy anymore. So don't call her mistress.” I can sense anger in his tone.I frowned at him. “Are you siding with her?”“Why would you think that way?”“You're defending her–”“Christ! I am not defending her, Lina. I just don't want you to think that James is still your husband and Fiona is the mist
CATALINAI couldn't get over Dante’s sweet forehead kiss. That's why I had trouble sleeping last night as well. The chamomile tea lost its effectiveness as soon as I felt Dante’s warm lips– enough!It’s just a forehead kiss, but why am I bothered? I harshly throw a sanitary pad in my shopping cart and catch a glance at my bodyguard attentively watching our surroundings. They surrounded me wearing that black suit as if they were in a James Bond shoot while I tried my best to cover my face. Not because I’m embarrassed to have six bodyguards, but because I have to be cautious around.I’m afraid eggs are flying everywhere again, and this time inside the supermarket.I have to buy a sanitary pad and avoid Dante as well. It’s the weekend, so there’s no work for me but I don’t know about him. He’s a workaholic CEO, though.As I was done collecting some sanitary pads, I walked past a shelf and saw chamomile tea in boxes.The forehead kiss of Dante again.This is not good. I’m starting to dis
CATALINAI stormed into Dante’s office with a frown. He simply glanced at me before turning back to his papers. With annoyance, I throw my body on his couch, trying to calm my breathing.When I arrived back in the office earlier, I immediately ran off when I heard Yvette throwing something and screaming inside her room. I heard something crash before completely closing the door, probably a poor vase pitifully turned into small pieces on the floor.How can I go back to my table and work normally if that’s the scenario every day?Poor me.“I need more bodyguards. She’s going to kill me any moment now.”“Who?”“Yvette Larsen.” I gritted my teeth as I gazed at him.I’m sure Yvette was killing me in her head now. “She just doesn’t want to take a risk.”Dante’s simple comment made my blood boil in a red alert.“While I can? Is that why you threw this to me? To make me suffer? Dante! I don't know anything about your business! I only said that it's better to expand into a new market!”“I wan
CATALINAI gripped my phone tightly, repeating his statement in my head over and over again, baffled by his suspicion of Dante.“Out of all people, why him? Why not James? Because he is thirsty for our wealth. Why not Fiona? Because she is envious and wants to take my place. Why not them?” Uncle Mondo became quiet. “And why not you? Because you're the closest to him.”He scoffed, feeling offended. “You’re suspecting me, Catalina.”“I’m sorry, I can’t help it. I have a lot of whys, and you are included in them.”Instead of getting an answer, he ended the call without a word.My suspicion of him starts growing deeper to the point I’m so eager to find the answers to my father’s death. There’s a foul. It’s obvious.***“You didn't sleep well?” Dante suddenly asked inside the elevator.“Hmm.”“Why?”“Insomnia.” I simply responded.The thought that Dante and Uncle Mondo were involved in my father’s death haunted me last night. I couldn't sleep thinking about why this was happening.James, F
CATALINAHis remarks stiffened my whole body. I could feel my heartbeat in my head, deafened by the loud pounding, and I didn't know if I had heard Dante’s words wrong.“Y-You what?”“She confessed, but I can't accept her love.” My brows furrowed at him. “She then committed suicide the next day,” He said in a low voice.A sigh of relief escapes from me upon hearing his explanation. I run my hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart.I really thought… he literally killed her. As in murdered, assassinated, or executed her, removing her presence in this world without anyone’s knowledge.However, I realized something about what he said.“She made her choice, so you are not at fault, Dante. Don't blame yourself.” “That’s what everyone said, but the guilt… remains.” I can see his struggles in his eyes, a deep pain and sorrow. He's been hiding his emotions throughout these years.If he was guilty, why was he keeping her picture inside his comfort space?“Hide this, then.” I was about to put