Katya"Mommy, where did you go last night? Were you with Daddy?"I would have choked on anything if my mouth hadn't been empty. And at this point, the thought of coughing was appealing compared to the feeling of being caught.By my four year old son.Christopher appeared casual as he made his move in the chess game, his hazel eyes moving up to meet mine."It's your turn." He stated quietly, his palm on his jaw.I was barely aware of what I was thinking already and just made any move, then my son moved his Queen and started to giggle, screaming,"Check! Daddy was right! It worked!"What?I blinked for a second, my brows furrowed in confusion."Wait, baby, what did you dad tell you?" My ears were practically open and my cheeks prepared to burn of embarrassment.Christopher was still reeling in the feeling of his victory and jumped up and down before retuning go sit down in front of me, pouting his small pink lips."Um... Nothing much, mommy, just how to distract my opponent with a ques
KatyaI had barely taken a few steps away from the car when the door suddenly opened and fast angry footsteps reverberated behind me.I quickened my pace, all the emotions of the last few days coming to the surface and threatening to choke me.If Ferrara De Castello assumed he could just treat me like trash and then simply make it up and have me sit smiling and dancing over a glass of wine, then he was definitely insane.Where the hell was my security? Or my car...A hand as familiar as my own skin wrapped around my wrist, turning me around to face a red eyed Ferrara.I would have laughed or apologized for getting the alcohol in his eyes if I gave a damn.And how dared he look at me with anger in his eyes?"You wanted power, risked your life for it, I give it to you and suddenly you are splashing a fucking glass of alcohol on my face. Is there a manual I should follow while dealing with you?"The obnoxious bastard...I attempted to remove my hand from his, but he pulled me closer to h
KatyaTen minutes later, I sat in a luxurious seat of the private jet, biting my lower lip in rage.Of course I wasn't going to be whisked into a jet without a warning, and since he asked ever so politely, I decided to teach him a little lesson.Now, Ferrara sat opposite me with marks of claws on his neck, my finger nails paining me in reminder of how I had achieved that.We were both strapped to the seat with a seatbelt, panting for breath, angry as we stared at each other.An automated voice reminded us to stay in our seats as the flight was about to take off, and in front of us were assorted snacks and wine arranged in an inbuilt table that doubled as a box.It could withstand the takeoff turbulence.Ferrara looked pissed as hell and equally hot as he glared at me, the muscles of his jaws ticking.The takeoff barely lasted for a few minutes, and then the flight was moving smoothly.But it still felt like turbulence in my heart.I was frustrated, dying with the need to unstrap the s
KatyaThe rest of the flight was a blur.Somewhere between riding multiple orgasms and falling asleep, it came as a shock when I woke up to see the time by my wristwatch.I had been out for four hours!Shit. The thought of my son all alone at home filled me with guilt. I had never left him alone for a whole night since I held him in my arms.We were always under the same roof, me and my little boy.And now, I had been so out of it that I had forgotten to call him.A yawn left my mouth, my eyes taking in my environment which wasn't the place I remembered falling asleep in. I was lying in a bedroom with curtains covering the small windows, a duvet draped over my body.Were we out of the jet already?I threw off the covers and placed my feet on the floors, a blush tainting my cheeks at the soreness of my muscles and my state of undress.At least the floors confirmed that we were still on board.My clothes were arranged on the bed, and I wore them and moved on barefoot out of the room, s
Katya"Sure you are okay with not seeing Christopher before you sleep?"I rolled the pasta around my fork and brought it to my mouth, chewing and swallowing before I replied, "You said he's okay, so he's fine." I didn't look up from my task of picking up the glass of wine and taking a sip, but I could feel the surprise emanating from him."You surprise me, time and again, Katya." He reached for his own wine and drank, a smile tugging at the sides of his lips when I finally met his gaze. Yeah, it was good to see him smile, it would make it all the more satisfying to have it wiped off. Without another word, I finished the delicious pasta and gulped the wine down my throat, looking up to see him staring at me, intensely."Why are you suddenly quiet, Katya? You are not one to agree to something like this so easily." There was skepticism in his tone, and his eyes were narrowed in a contemplative manner.I kept my expression blank and shrugged, looking up to the wall clock. Almost tim
KatyaI woke up to a pair of hazel eyes staring at me, small chubby hands on my body. My heart was instantly filled with warmth, my arms spreading. My beautiful boy launched into my arms, his eyes so big and adorable. I kissed his forehead and smiled widely, hugging him close to me, "hey baby." Christopher giggled in my arms, and when I finally released him, he was smiling widely. My adorable muchacho."Good morning, mommy. Why are you back so early?" His quizzical expression and question reminded me of last night and the annoyance his father had put me through. I sat up and pulled him closer to sit on my laps, opening his mouth to examine his missing tooth. The gum was no longer so red and sore, and a tiny tooth was starting to rear its head in preparation for a growth."Um..." I couldn't give an answer, not just because I couldn't do that without lying, but because he suddenly interrupted me."Is it because of me, mommy? You were worried that I couldn't stay alone? Oh, now I
Ferrara "The De Castello Corporation now has full and unequivocal control over The Hanlim Group in South Korea. Congratulations on your first wave of expansion to Asia." Claps thundered as I placed the pen I had used in signing the acquisition on the table, camera lights flashing from all directions. Now it would be time for questions and I would be able to leave right in time. For the first time, my son's school contacted me to attend the PTA meeting. "Congratulations Mr. De Castello, I have a question for you..." I sat at the head of the long conference table, opposite the former CEO of The Hanlim Group, a beautiful woman in her fifties who looked thirty. Questions rang out, obvious scripted interviews with already prepared answers. Carlos sat seriously with his eyes on the screen of the tablet, occasionally looking up to ensure that the rules were being followed. It was simple. We had only invited ten reporters among the thousands who had applied to be here, and they wo
Katya "Baby, I think it's time to enter the hall, what are you waiting for?" Christopher was nervous. He looked around the hallway, searching for something as we stood in front of the PTA meeting hall. Even his palm in mine was sweaty. But he wouldn't tell me whom he was waiting for. We had been here for a while, and other kids were already inside and seated in their sections, while parents sat in their designated seats. After a while, when he continued looking around, I crouched down and took his hands in mine, making him stare into my eyes. "Hey, baby, what is it?" The sadness lurking in his pupils tugged at my heart, the same effect as a heavy rock slamming into my chest. Oh no, who had hurt my baby? I cupped his face, sadness spreading in my heart at the tears in his eyes. "Baby, tell me what the problem is, please." He shook his head and avoided my gaze, his tiny lips pouting as he looked down on the floor. Then without a word, he started to walk towards the h