“K.. Katrina " Dylan's voice was a whisper.as he spoke. “How do you feel now?” She was touching the zigzag scar on his face, feeling worried and sorry for him at the same time.Dylan stared blankly into her eyes and softly whispered, “What happened to me?” Katrina clasped a hand over her mouth, feeling a wave of shock rumbling h. “Remember that night…you came to save—” “What night? What are you talking about?”For a few seconds, all Katrina could do was say a mental prayer over her husband. God, don't let him lose his memory. She thought, feeling her cheeks get wet.“You are crying, Katrina.” Dylan took her hand into his. “What are you not telling me?”“No, I am not crying.” She wiped away the tears. “I am fine. Absolutely.” It was obvious that Dylan only lost the memory of the sad event of that night, but he could recall who Katrina was and who the kids were. And for that she was grateful.Katrina inched closer to him, cupping his face in her palms. “I am happy that you are here f
Katrina was too deep in sleep to register Dylan's voice. Without a second thought Dylan lifted her up in his hands, took her inside the bedroom and laid her down. “Good night, Katrina.” He whispered softly and turned away. He went to the balcony and grabbed a seat. With his eyes slightly tilted, he stared blankly into openness as he thought about his life lately. Katrina. The kids. His boring life had changed into a more meaningful one since he found Katrina and the kids. He smiled thinly as he felt grateful for it. A beep from his phone broke into his thoughts and he didn't hesitate to grab it from the table. Who could have been messaging at this time? His mouth fell into a big O as he saw the name of the person who had texted him. It was Simon Mickelson; his grandfather who raised him, the man he feared most in the entire universe.Even though what he was requesting Dylan to do from the text message seemed hard, Dylan didn't dare think otherwise. Simon Mickelson was requesting Dyla
The moment Dylan stepped outside the office, he heaved a heavy breath of relief, finding his way down the empty dimly lit hallway. He continued to think about the offer his grandfather had given to him, tightening his fists in rage, if only he could show that man a piece of him mind.Dylan was so infuriated, he couldn't wait to get back to the mansion to see Katrina send the kids. Whenever he was this angry and frustrated, seeing them cool him down.Dylan took a few more steps before he noticed that he was being followed. He continued, ignoring whoever it was since the person was unable to face him, he assumed that the man was an abject coward.Dylan continued until he felt someone place his hands on his shoulder,pressing it deeply. He quickly turned, grabbed the man's arms and twisted it.“Let go of me, Dylan!” He grunted angrily, pushing Dylan off him. Elias saw the angry face of his cousin who wished that he could give him a hard punch on the face. They hated each other, so he wasn
While speeding down the highway in his car, Dylan got a text message from Katrina regarding the interior designers he employed to get a job done in her office. He suddenly diverted his drive to face the road leading to Katrina's company Dylan went in a full speed and in no time, he arrived there. As soon as he walked into the place, he witnessed the designers carrying out their jobs. The new furnitures he paid for were also set to be delivered into the offices and design room Dylan carefully observed in order to know what exactly he needed to buy to make the place completely for Katrina's use. He had it in mind to buy her some industrial seeming machine and others that were used for designs. Golden mannequins and also cloth racks.He quickly logged into his schedule app and set a reminder so he'd go there tomorrow with his assistant to get them. As he .ase his way towards her office, one of the interior designers noticed his presence and he quickly greeted, catching the attention i
Dylan puts down the chop board and he proceeded to take an apron from he stand. Meanwhile Jeremy was at the living room sorting out his assignments, Joanna joined him in the kitchen.Although she barely knew how to cook, she could recall some of the foods her mother cooked for them back at Germany. Joanna narrated everything that she'd witnessed in Germany, how her mother struggled to get a job before registering for fashion school..The little girl seemed so proud of her mother, she had a lot of things to tell Dylan. Her stories made the cooking super slow but Dylan didn't mind, he loved keeping companies with her, she was a very genius kid and very talkative.Dylan tried to think and compare whom she took after. He knew that it was definitely not him, he was never a talkative in any period of his life. Not as a kid or growing up. Definitely it was Katrina, she would be the talkative one. Thinking about it, he smiled.Soon, dinner was done and served at the dining room. Dylan was a
During the night after Katrina had completely settled down, she wore a flimsy nightwear and took a stroll outside the mansion.The evening breeze was cold and it brushed her hair backwards, she rubbed her shoulders gently, trying to calm the chills passing through her body.As soon as she reached outside, she stood near the veranda, staring up at the moon, leaning her left shoulder against the walls. Katrina couldn't stop thinking about what Dylan had narrated to her at the office concerning visiting his family soonEven though she had expected this moment to come earlier, she didn't think that it would be such a big deal until now when Dylan explained to her how bad his relationship with the family was.It all falls into how she was going to manage her relationship with them. According to Dylan, his grandfather was the main character and a hard nut to crack. She would somehow have to find out how to loosen his nut so it could favor her and the children. As it is, she was already fac
Katrina arrived at the cafe about ten minutes later, she looked around going to recognize her potential client. The man sent his picture for her easy recognition but then she realized that none of the people there looked like him.Katrina wasn't in the mood to play games, although his offer seemed to good to be truth, she believed in it and accepted. But right now it was all looking like a scam.She turned back trying to leave , since she had a lot to do at the office, she didn't want to waste her time right there.Upon reaching the exit of the cafe, she saw a man approaching where she stood, near her car. She was silently staring at him, scanning him properly to ensure that she wasn't mistaking the identity “Miss Katrina?” He called out to her.“It's Mrs Mickelson to you, sir” she responded rudely, seeing him as one of the people in the society who never saw her as the wife of Dylan. Katrina frowned even after he apologized to her.“Can we please go inside and discuss now?” He sai
When they got back to the mansion, Dylan helped Katrina relieve the pain on her face using a cold water compress and a salve. She was grateful for his help but still tried to talk him out of his decision to cut off those men's limbs The thoughts of it scares her to the core and made her so uncomfortable. Katrina stared into Dylan's eyes, they were cold, more than they used to be.Clearly, he was so enraged, thinking of what she'd gone through in the hands of those perverts. Katrina also found out that Dylan had the houses in that areas burned down Incase they'd already taken her naked pictures and hid it somewhere so they'll all get destroyed.Dylan got up from the bed after he was done with giving Katrina her treatments. She tried to say something to him but he already left the bedroom heading outside without looking back or making a stop.Katrina was worried about Dylan, he was someone who didn't know how to manage his emotions except using violence. Katrina felt lost at the moment
THREE YEARS LATER“Dylan stop! You’re going to wake Sarah up. Don’t…stop,” Katrina scolded Dylan as his hands keep coming up to touch her boobs.“But they are so big. I don’t know, I think I like it when you’re pregnant with my baby. You only seem to become more beautiful and irresistible,” Dylan replied with a cheeky smile.Three whole years had passed and for Dylan and Katrina it was the best three years of their life. After the trail of Mr Micahelson and Anastasia who were both sent to jail, Katrina had gotten pregnant.She gave birth to a girl Sarah who was two years old now and 3 months ago, Katrina took a pregnancy test which showed positive.“Well try your possible best to resist me. It had taken me quite the strength to put this little woman to sleep and If she wakes up, she’s your responsibility.” Katrina snapped.“Yes mum,” Dylan replied rolling his eyes.“Don’t roll your eyes at me!” Katrina yelled out throwing a pillow at him. Her yelling almost waking Sarah up.“Mum! Mum!
While Katrina left to the police station to alert the police about the sudden kidnap of her children, Dysln on the other hand went straight to visit his grandfather.He had his suspicion concerning the sudden disappearance of his kids and the only person who came to mind was his grandfather. Besides, if it turned out his grandfather was innocent, there was no better person to help me look for his kids than the old man.He was very much aware that his grandfather didn’t run a clean business. He had access to some of the prestigious gangs that caused mayhem in the city and even sponsored some when he needed to take a person out.“Learn to knock will you! Such mannerless behavior. I blame your mother and more so your father for not picking the woman I had chosen for him. Perhaps you would’nt be so…”“My kids are missing,” Dylan stated sternly interrupting his grandfather.Mr Michaelson raised his eyes to his grandson, slowly removing rhe eyeglasses he had on.“And what makes you conclude
Katrina stood in front of the court, her back straight with her head held high. She was dressed impeccable in a black suit pant and had worn heels. That’s because she knew she was walking out as a free woman finally.Her step sister had confessed to the crime which meant she would not be convicted for her grandfather’s death.It pained her that Lucy could not be in court because she had been deemed unfit to be present. The process had been quick and short, the judge declaring Katrina not guilty of the crime and seeing her free.Katrina felt relieved course through her veins, tears spilling from her eyes as the judge gave his verdict.She had hugged her lawyer and out of excitement have Dylan a hug.“I’m sorry,” Katrina said immediately stepping aside from Dylan.“Congratulations Mrs Katrina…”“It’s Miss Katrina lawyer. And now this is done, I’ll get to start immediately with the divorce process to Mr Dylan here,” Katrina interjected.Dylan sighed, aware that this was going to happen.
Dylan stormed into his grandfather’s mansion to talk to him. He wasn’t sure what his grandfather had said to Katrina that pissed her off so much.Worst of, Dylan had been positive that he was finally getting somewhere with Katrina. At least she tolerated his presence when the kids were around but his recent visit had been a total disaster.“Dylan. You’re here.” His supposed fiancé Anastasia said, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked towards him.Dylan’s jaws Locked as he glared at Anastasia.“You…” he started closing the gap between them so fast, his hands curling around Anastasia’s neck as he slammed her back against a wall forcefully.“What the hell were you thinking by going to see Katrina at the hospital.” Dylan stated angrily.Anastasia’s eyes were wide open in fear as she felt a sharp pain at her spine while trying to breath properly.“It wasn’t my idea. Your grand father asked me to accompany him.” She defended.“And you felt it was in your place to visit my wife?.” Dy
Today like the past two days was going to be fun and full of laughter for Katrina and she looked forward to it. From the moment her eyes lid opened, quickly snapping shut from the bright light that glowed in the room, Katrina already knew she could wait for her day to start.Somehow her not being able to believe Dylan bothered him a lot that he had returned with the kids the next day and now he promised her she would get to see them again.Katrina could not imagine the strings he had pulled to have the kids come stay for a long period of time but she was immensely grateful for it.Each time spent with the kids gave her hope and more will to fight for herself. For them. Just like yesterday, Dylan had promised to brring the kids over for a while and Katrina was looking forward to that. What she wasn’t looking forward to was seeing Dylan’s grandfather and Dylan’s fiancé walking into her room.“What are you doing here?.” Katrina asked haughtily the moment Mr Michaelon walked in with Anas
Katrina sat upright on her bed. Three days had passed since the horrible scene that had played out in front of her but each day she woke up, it felt just like the past.Out of everything was the sad part of not knowing where her kids were. Surely Dylan had understood perfectly that she was coming for her kids once she was done with the case of her grandfather’s death. Of which her lawyer had spoken to her, letting her know things were looking up for them as she had almost half of the jury at her side.Katrina wasn’t sure what magic had convinced them but she was glad about it because she needed to get out of the hospital and house arrest she had been placed on.“Mrs Katrina. You have a visitor.” A female police officer said.“It’s just Katrina.” Katrina replied, typing her hair into a loose low bun.“Okay Katrina. She’ll see you.” The police said to the visitor.“No. Get out.” Katrina snapped, her eyes red as she saw her visitor.“Excuse me?.” The police office asked taking a step ba
Dylan didn’t need a soothsayer to tell him what was going on. He had put two and two together and it dawned on him why his grandfather was in Katrina’s ward. He only wondered what his grandfather had said that had upset Katrina so much.“What’s going on here?. Grandfather ? Why are you here?.” Dylan asked the old man with a glare on his face but Mr Michaelson wasn’t faced by his grandson’s glare.“Katrina?.” Dylan asked turning his attention to Katrina.Katrina scoffed, her eyes throwing daggers at Dylan. She was beyond hurt that she could not even express herself as fresh tears wailed in her eyes.“You…”“Sir. Please I’m sorry but you can’t be in here.” A police officer said all of a sudden, stepping into the room.Mr Michaelson frowned because he had personally gotten the permission to see Katrina for as long as he wanted from the judge but he figured the presence of his grandson was the reason his visit was being cut short.“Don’t worry officer. Me and my boy will be right behind y
Katrina hated the smell that hospital had. It felt like death and she felt dead. After all, she was half dead for as long as she could not remember and the nurses had made it a point to remind her it was a miracle she was now awake.She hated hearing that and more so, she hated the fact that she was heavily guarded with policemen like some criminal who had been caught on a killing spree. She wished for the times when she was a free woman and could go anywhere she wanted to. Now she was confined to the four walls of this hospital room, with only her lawyer and Dylan allowed to visit her. What made all of this more frustrating was the fact that she was not allowed to see her kids. Her own beautiful two children had not seen their mother ever since the burial of her grandfather. It was still shocking to her that Lucy would go as far as starting a case against her concerning the death of her her grandfather. The worst of it all were the implicating evidence her lawyer said Lucy had broug
Dylan walked ahead of Anastasia, not wanting to talk to her. His grandfather had suggested he took Anastasia for some drinks and now he found himself walking into a cafe with Anastasia struggling to catch up with him due to the heels she had on.“Dylan dear, would you mind taking a hold of my hand? Your legs are quite long I must say…” Anastasia said looking at Dylan over in a seductive way.Dylan stopped in his tracks, huffing as he turned to look at Anastasia. He let her wrap her hands around his arm as they both walked into the cafe.Anastasia took a seat, batting her eyelashes at Dylan who payed her no attention. She was excited to finally be in his presence after such a long time. Anastasia had tried all her possible best to earn a date from Dylan. By going to every function he attended and even visiting his grandfather frequently, but she had never for once met him.“What would you like to order?.” Dylan asked looking at the menu.“Oh. Anything you want is fine by me. I’m less i