KatyaFuck.Shit.No, this couldn't be happening.I was supposed to be relating plans to him, not being accused and receiving emotional abuse from the one man I had given up everything for,My drive for revenge.And now...His words cut into my heart and sliced it piece by piece, pain and disbelief and anguish settling deep in my heart.No, this couldn't..."You know the fucking pathetic part? If you wanted part of my company, and simply asked for you, I would have given it to you. You already had me wrapped around your pussy, didn't you?"Fuck. That. Shit.My palm went flying backwards, gathering so much strength from the anger rippling through me.And without any preparation on both parts, it moved forward and landed right on his cheek, leaving an imprint a deep shade of red.The sound...was deafening.His face snapped to the side, and stayed immobile, the impact of his words and my action settling between us in the thick silence.Our chests heaved heavily, panting for breath, heat
FerraraPresent DayI feel like shit,A complete fucking asshole. In my attempts to protect myself from the reality of the slamming ache of betrayal, I had broken the promise I made to the only woman that mattered.I had hurt Katya Petrov, my love.And now she was walking in front of me, placing a noticeable distance between us, her shoulders stiffened defensively.Fuck, I had done all that.I raked my fingers through my hair, the urge to let out a hot breath of frustration right here in the parking lot burning in my chest.I needed to make this right, I couldn't lose her, not now, or ever.Katya got to my car before me and opened the door before I could get to it, stepping into it with her thigh length boots.Even beneath that pain she was carrying, and the work that had burdened her shoulders,She was still sexier and more graceful than any woman.Her strength, was a kick to the guts,And her loyalty, unquestionable.But despite my asshole move to imply otherwise, and the fact that
Katya"Matt, are you sure that this is the right place?"The confusion evident in my high-pitched tone, was only rivaled by the frown between my brows, as I stood in front of the De Castello casino.An hour ago, my brother contacted me with an urgent issue that was related to the investigation, saying he had a strong lead.Then he made me follow some directions he shared with my GPS,Directions which now led me to a place which belonged to the man I was currently avoiding."Yeah, it's the casino. Look, I know you don't wanna go in there, but this is more important, trust me. There's someone you should meet."There was a ruffling of papers at the other end of the phone, and before I could respond, my brother continued,"Trust me and go in, please. I have to go, something urgent came up.""Wait, what..."But the call went dead, leaving my sentence hanging midway.What could be so important that he wanted me to discover it for myself?He hadn't sounded distressed over the phone, so I pus
KatyaUh oh...I wasn't dreaming; Ferrara De Castello had gotten on one knee, his pupils greener and more alive than the bright stars surrounding us.And I wasn't sure how I felt about the prospect of him proposing.I mean, despite the events of the last few days, there was no denial that I loved him so much that I still wanted him, forever.But...And as if he could read my mind, a wistful smile crowned his handsome features, and he broke the silence,"Don't worry, Kat. I'm not proposing marriage to you, yet."Yet...I may have held my breath when he started talking, a relief I hadn't known that I needed leaving my chest when the added the last word,Yet.I didn't get a chance to find an appropriate response that wouldn't make this any more awkward than it already was, Because the other knee made it to the ground as well, and he reached for my hands, the warmth of his big masculine fingers enveloping mine.Lost in my own pain and hurt, I hadn't realized how much I missed him.Simple
Ferrara I had never thought myself a poet, But my soul was, in full agreement with my heart, the both merging with Katya in a union that left my mind in bewilderment. Because as our lips met, I felt an eruption of flames that broke out in all parts of my body. It was as though I had been dead for so long, and now I was fucking coming alive, in her lips tangled with mine, in our enjoined hands... I couldn't describe this feeling, Nor did I think it had ever existed, before us. I tasted salty liquid in her soft delectable lips, or was that mine? Because it sure felt like thousands of emotions were welling up my heart, to a point where I needed to be tethered, To Katya. It was a kiss that was bereft of lust or the need for fulfillment of a desire. It was a fucking vow, a damn promise, the sealing of the deal we had made. It was the devil's word, my word. Passion? Obsession? Love? They were seemed too shallow, too small, to describe the erupting fire in my chest which was
KatyaFive years ago, when I boarded the elevator with this man after meeting him for the first time, it had been the most magical night of my life.I hadn't believed that anything could come close to rival it.Except that the more I got closer to him, the better everything became.Tonight, the feelings between us were like a naked wire; powerful, dangerous, and lethal.But it was also like spring, calming and soothing and everything wonderful.As I followed him up the stairs, the total trust between is spun like a web around us, charging the electricity between us.The mere touch of our fingers had my entire body vibrating with need.It wasn't just desire anymore, but stronger.And when we got to the top of the stairs, gaze swept over me, hungry and charged with sexual tension.Then, he sucked in a deep breath and swiped a card over the security system, opening the door.I halted in my steps immediately, my lips thrown open in awe.It was the same room, where it had all started.The
FerraraIt was times like this that I cursed the human limitations.Because right now, I wished that my eyes could be larger, big as a mirror,To enable Katya see herself through my eyes, the perfection of her artistic nudity.I also wished for more than a pair of hands right now,Because my large palms were suddenly too small considering how I wanted, burned, to touch her every fucking place.Heat broke out in my body the moment I entered her tavern of wetness, the sweetness and intoxication of her body making me spiral out of control.She lay on her back, her smooth beautiful thighs spread out for me, her generous creamy tits bouncing as I slid out and thrusted in again.She was a fucking feast for the eyes.Her skin was flushed to completion, her eyes slightly shut and her pupils parted softly.With her slender hands, she reached for me, her glass skin washed aglow in the ambiance of the indigo lighting and the sensual music.But all those were secondary effects, simply adornments
Ferrara"You will pay for that, babe." Hours later, Katya lay boneless in my arms, our gazes focused on the glass walls which had ceased to let in the golden rays of the sun.Now, the moon illuminated the night, but I doubted if that was the reason for my ability to see more clearly.The warmth in my heart kept my senses awake, not to mention the smug smirk permanently on my face."Yeah, I'm sure I will." My tone was laced with mockery, but her attempt to call me out was halted by me kissing her head.Yes, that shut my feisty angel's mouth, and she lay silently with me, her head on my chest, our naked bodies sprawled on the bed, concealed only by the duvet.The sheets were a tangled mess, courtesy of our bodies and the marathon race we had engaged in.I couldn't erase the permanent smile on my face, any more than I could stop the happiness from welling up in my heart.Minutes later, when I assumed that Katya had forgotten what she wanted to say, a light punch landed on my arm, and sh