KatarinaEverything seemed slow, even the hours were crawling, and I couldn't fully concentrate no matter how hard I tried. The fact that I basically knew nothing about Jerome was driving me insane, and there was nothing that I could do about it. I couldn't exactly confront him about it, especially not when I was not even being truthful about myself. "What's on your mind Lisa? Is Mr handsome not coming today?" Ella whispered in my ear, jolting me back to reality. It was impossible to have a moment to myself while she was still around. It was annoying, but I loved it that way. Ella knew how to distract me from the thoughts that threatened to consume me.Looking at her now, I felt that it was probably best to have her opinion on what I should do next. I didn't like making my matters public, but this once I'd make an exception for Ella. "I don't think he's coming today." I answered before mustering up a little sad smile. "That's sad, I haven't seen him in a while, you two have really
KylanI left the office after completing the day's task. I was exhausted, hungry, and above all, angry. Everything was going downhill and I just couldn't get a grasp of anything at the moment. I wasn't in control of my own life at the moment, and it was slowly driving me insane. "You're leaving so soon? Won't you wait for the police to arrive with today's report." Cole asked, and my frustration only grew at the sound of his questions. "No, I'll leave you to handle that." I replied with a dismissive wave. I was already getting a migraine from thinking about everything that was happening. The last thing I wanted now was to wait an hour only to receive news that nothing had been done to apprehend the culprits. Hearing another bad news would definitely drive me off the edge, and I had no plans of losing myself in public. "Are you okay man? You don't look so good." Cole asked, his voice laced with concern and curiosity. I managed a smile before replying. "I'm fine, just stressed from t
KatarinaHis blade stopped millimeters away from my face, and it was all thanks to the call that came on his phone. Even though I had already accepted my fate, having a blade tear through my skin would still hurt as hell, and I was genuinely happy that he had been interrupted. Unlike before, the man before me had softened the very second he picked up the call. Although I couldn't make out a word that was being said, I was certain that he was being scolded. Thanks to the thousands of times I'd been slapped, my hearing was almost gone. My ear drums were at the verge of being torn apart, so I couldn't even eavesdrop on the conversation even if I wanted to.Five minutes later, he returned to face me, his face even more threatening than ever. He seemed even angrier than before, but for some reason he was untying me. Forcefully, he pushed me out of the chair that had been tied to, and immediately tossed a couple of dollar notes on my numb body. "Get up and get lost bitch." He screamed bef
KylanI returned to the hospital only to see Lisa awake, and Ella hugging her a little bit tighter than usual. She had been unconscious for two straight days, and seeing her awake brought some relief to my worrisome mind. I walked in slowly to not interrupt the two ladies before me, but Lisa was sharp and had caught me sneaking in without even trying. "Jerome!" She called out in excitement. Her eyes watered at the sight of me, and before long, tears were strolling down her cheeks. She wasn't sad or in pain, she was happy, and seeing her smile with tears in my eyes made my heart tingle in a manner I couldn't exactly describe."Thank you for everything, thank you so much.." Lisa cried as I walked closer to her side. With a sad smile, I took her soft hands into mine and gave it a gentle squeeze."There's no need to cry and thank me, Lisa, I'll always do my best to protect you." I whispered to her softly while my hands caressed hers for comfort. "How are you feeling?" I asked after she
Lisa It had been on my mind ever since the very second Jerome's car appeared on the road. How had he found me? Was he some sort of psychic? My curiosity was above the roof, and I needed answers to quench it. He was always around somewhere to save me, it was becoming scary, and while I was grateful for him, I still wanted answers. "I was driving back to the city, we met by complete coincidence." He answered sharply. "There's not exactly anything special this time around, and stop thinking I'm a hero already." I smiled at his last words, he had read my mind, and once again I had turned red like a cherry. I needed to learn how to control my emotions around Jerome. My feelings were always all over the place when he was around, and it was embarrassing to say the least. "Thank you for everything, Jerome." I said for the umpteenth time. I could tell Jerome was already tired of hearing me say thank you every two minutes, but I just couldn't help myself. He was a good man, and I just
Kylan I could tell Lisa hadn't been happy when she saw that we would be staying at a hotel. And while it would take me nothing to take us both to one of the penthouses I had already purchased in the city, I didn't want to do so. Some of them had important documents and information that I wanted to keep away from Lisa. And another problem was that I didn't have helps in any of those houses. It was majorly the reason why I stayed at hotels often. I didn't have the time nor strength to do house chores, and I was not about to subject a convalescent to such manual labor. With a smile, I led her in and we both checked into the best rooms they had available. I wanted to make sure that she was comfortable, she needed all the rest she could get to make a full recovery. I ordered dinner for us, and helped Lisa change out of her hospital clothes. Since she didn't have clothes with her, she had to wear my own clothes, and while they were two times her normal size, she didn't have much of a cho
Katarina A week had passed since I was discharged from the hospital, and while I had found a new apartment a bit closer to my place of work, I continued to spend most of my time with Jerome at his hotel room. He was sweet and kind, and he wouldn't let me go home, not until he was sure that I was free of danger. He was the sweetest man alive, and I couldn't help but fall for him deeper every passing day. It was bad for me, I knew that, but I still wanted to try it out. I have never known love, I've never had a chance to taste what love really was, perhaps this was my chance, my only chance. I wanted to enjoy it while it lasted, this could be my first and last time falling in love, so why not risk it? The experience was definitely worth it, and the memories too. Even if we somehow managed to go our separate ways, I was certain that I would never forget the time and memories I had created with Jerome. He was my first love, and I heard that the first ones were always the hard
Katarina I continued my shift while doing my best to ignore the glances that came from Christopher every now and then. Even though Ella was doing her best to keep him occupied, his eyes only seemed to follow me, and while the others seemingly saw it as a flex, it was very disturbing to me, especially after everything I'd experienced with men staring at me like that. It always started like this, the uncanny stares and smiles, and then it escalates to being stalked, and afterwards harassment. I was done with all of that, and I didn't want to deal with it anymore. I was prepared this time, armed for any inconvenience that anybody might cause me. I'd rather lose my life than have to go through any mental or physical torture ever again. "He's really not letting anyone else get his attention, girl what did you do to that man?" Ella asked with a proud smile smeared across her face. All of this was amusing to her, and I really couldn't blame her for not being scared that the only perso
Katarina "I'm sorry about everything..." Kylan apologized the moment we got home. There were tears in his eyes, and he didn't fight them back. "I lost touch with reality, I was more focused on work than our relationship, I'm so sorry—" He hadn't finished when I threw my arms around him in a warm embrace, my own tears already flowing without end. I had no idea how to repay him at this point, and I genuinely couldn't think of being mad at him anymore. He had saved me for the thousandth time. "T..thank you so much.." I cried while sniffing back tears. I couldn't even be mad at him for everything, not now, not after what had just happened. If he hadn't shown up when he did, there was no telling what would have happened to me. My own parents had betrayed me, I had been a fool for thinking that they would change, and I had been greatly disappointed. All they wanted was money, and to them I was nothing but a means of getting that money. I didn't matter to them as long as money wasn'
Kylan While my men surrounded the building and handled Diana's henchmen, I went in to search for Katarina. It took a while, slinking through the chaos and searching from room to another. However, after ten long minutes, I finally found her and called out the second I recognized her petite figure. "Kylan!" She cried, jumping up from the couch to throw herself into my arms. Fresh sobs shook her slight frame as she clung tightly to me, but I could tell that these were tears of happiness. "Get away from him, you bitch," Diana snarled and made to take a step forward, only to find herself staring down the barrel of the gun I had taken from one of my guards earlier. "If you take a single step from that spot Diana, I swear to God I will paint this room red with your blood." She froze there, her body stiff as a board and her eyes wide with shock at the sheer vitriol in my voice. That was when I saw the terror slowly creeping into her expression. Her arms sagged helplessly at her sid
Kylan David paused in the middle of his words and stared at me with eyes full of reservations and curiosity. Even though it was dark in the room, I could practically see the gears turning in his mind behind those blue eyes of his. The amount I was offering was not something he was not used to receiving for a job, but the only jobs that involved that kind of money were the ones that carried a very substantial amount of risks. Eventually he sighed and waved for me to follow behind him. The eccentric man made his way through the dark house with the ease of someone who knew every inch of this place very well. I simply followed right behind him to avoid any accidents until we reached the basement where the hub of his activities was located. He sat down on his chair and leveled me with a dead serious glare. "You know, in all the time I've known you, I've always thought of you as some insanely dangerous individual, someone incapable of losing their cool, who is somehow able to kee
Kylan My first thought was to return back to the location I had just come from. In Katarina's letter, she had mentioned that she was going back to her parents, to wait for me until I would come for her. But I had met Ann just a while ago, and the woman basically swore to me that she had no idea where her daughter was. She did not even give any indication of having seen Katarina recently. As everything was simply not adding up, I decided to follow my thoughts and drove back all the way to the house. The moment I turned into the street, I realized that the blue car that had been parked in front of the house when I had been there previously, was now missing. I rushed out of my own car and raced up to the house. Yelling out their names, I banged my fist on the wooden door several times. As soon as I realized that I was not going to get an answer, I drew back a bit and slammed the bottom of my foot on the door, right near the handle. The lock mechanism shattered at the well placed
Kylan Even though I could understand the reason why Katarina would run away from me again, I failed to accept any of the things Diana had said. Katarina's love had been real, and so were my feelings for her. I just could not accept that it was all a lie. I knew I had lost her once before, back when I had been too short-sighted to see past my own needs and wants. But she helped me move past that, and I found myself finally able to truly love someone. That was why I knew with certainty that she would not abandon me so recklessly, even though I had failed to give her the attention she wanted. As I made up my mind and left my room to enter the hallway, I glanced down at the closed door to the guestroom that was just at the end of the passage. Diana was still inside, and I could hear the sound of the shower which meant she would not be out anytime soon. Besides, I was fairly certain that she would not be happy with me putting myself through so much for someone that left me on her
Katarina Mama immediately broke down in tears at the sight of me, and now I felt bad for not coming to visit or reaching out to them sooner. She seemed genuinely concerned for me, and it was clear that the mere sight of me had driven her to tears. Was I the bad one for not calling them, for running away without saying anything? It definitely felt like it, but I managed to push those thoughts away. "Is it really you? Is this you, Kat?" My mother questioned as she reached for my face, slowly caressing and feeling it with her feeble hands. "It's me, mother. There's no need to be afraid, I'm not a ghost." I replied, before gently pushing her hand away from my face. It definitely felt good to see her after all this while. We had our differences, but she was still my mother, and there was nothing I could do to change that. "Why did you leave? Why did you run away, I had been so worried." She cried as she gently allowed me into the house. Memories of my childhood and all the time
Kylan Diana answered the call on the second ring, and I gave her a short explanation of the situation. The more I tried to say, the more it seemed as if my heart was about to shatter within my chest. I ended up leaving the call halfway when my voice began to waver, my grief pushing me to tears that I had not shed in as long as I remember. I sat there, as lifeless as a stone statue, with a multitude of thoughts flashing through my mind. No matter how I looked at the situation, I could only see the many ways I had fallen short of the things I should have done. But there were all the things I had failed at. Everything had been going so well before now, so how could I have made such a terrible oversight? Had my determination to make everything right caused me to be blind to what had been right in front of me? I honestly had no idea how long it took Diana to arrive. I was so out of it that I barely even heard the front door open and close. She called out my name twice, but I had n
KylanAt some point, I was starting to wonder if these papers were somehow multiplying when I wasn't looking. I had already long lost count of the number of hours I had spent behind this desk, working my mind and body to their limits in an effort to get through the files on my desk. It was probably late by now, and I had lost track of time. But yet, as I looked at the stacks across the black wooden surface, it was as if I had yet to make a single dent. I looked down at the document right in front of me, a complex ledger that was detailing a pending transaction of a high enough level of importance that it required the signature of the highest power in the company. I quickly read through it, putting my advanced processing skills obtained through hundreds of hours of effort and experience. It did not take me long to go through the entire document, finding it suitable before I moved to sign at the right places. Just before I could pick up the next document, my phone lit up with
Katarina Once again I was left alone at home. I had listened and heard when Kylan left the house, and shortly after Diana's car drove out of the premises. I was left alone once more, and had completely lost appetite for the food before me. It was becoming exhausting sitting around all day and doing nothing. And thanks to Kylan always being out every time, I hadn't even had the opportunity to discuss my decision to start working. I got out of my room to return the food back to the kitchen. The smell had begun to make me feel nauseous, and I didn't want that anymore. Bored, I toured the house, moving from room to room and checking out anything that caught my attention. However, it was not enough. The clock was ticking especially slow today, and it was slowly driving me insane. Left with no other choice, I dressed up and left the house for the first time in a while. I needed it, being held up in one place was definitely not good for my physical and mental health. I was