POV AlejandroI didn't like having to leave her today, but when my men said they had found him, I had to go meet him. If he was the one who hurt her, I would make sure he paid in his blood. As the limousine pulled up into his driveway, my men were posted outside standing watch. Pedro had already paid off his neighbor and the man was happy to leave for the weekend.As I exited the car and walked up the broken walkway and into the shabby house, a thought occurred: she used to live there. She frequented this walkway, walked in these doors, sat on this run down furniture, and it broke my heart. I walked past pictures on the wall that hung of a beautiful young Katarina and proceeded to the basement. He was tied to a chair, his body slumped over as he had been severely beaten by my men. I grabbed a chair and straddled it, facing him." So you haven't followed my rules, Mister Tomas. That alone infuriates me fiercely, but it's not the real reason that I am here."He lifted his head, his eyes
POV KatarinaAfter he left, Isadora came back and she showed me around. As we passed by the kitchen, an older woman who resembled Isadora came rushing to me and pulled me into a tight hug. I could hardly breathe. I just stood still. Isadora laughed and gave me a reassuring smile that made me relax." Aren't you a vision," Looking at Isadora, the older blonde looked back at me again. " Isn't she beautiful, Isadora?" She grabbed my hands and spun me around. I felt quite silly but did as she wanted. " Wow, my son has finally found his Katarina, also known as Sofia." She winked at me. My eyes widened. Did everyone know about our first meeting? But, why would a murdering mafia boss spend such time discussing trivial things as our first time meeting?The older woman who introduced herself as Maria, was indeed Alejandro's mother and my future mother-in-law. She spent the rest of the afternoon with Isadora and I getting myself ready for tonight's festivities. Apparently, Alejandro had been pl
POV Katarina Later in the evening... The whole family was seated at the table when Isadora and I entered the room. Alejandro had gone all out, the tables were set with expensive linens and china. There were crystal wine glasses and a canister of wine along with pineapple juice for myself with coconut milk. Alejandro had been talking to Pedro when he saw me and made his way towards me. I swallowed when I saw him, he looked like he was modeling for a magazine. His dark brown hair was slicked back and his goatee nicely trimmed. He was wearing another Armani suit but it was navy blue pinned striped. He was wearing a white shirt with a blue tie and pocket square. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him, placing his hand on the small of my back. He led me to the table where his seat was to the right of his father's. He helped me to my seat next to his, of course, then sat down. As soon as he sat down, his hand was on my thigh under the table drawing circles on my skin. He leaned
POV Alejandro After dinner, my father and I along with some of his business partners and some of the family, went to the parlor to discuss the preparations for the up-coming wedding. We were still waiting for Javier, who said he was picking up his date. We all knew that meant a stop at a hotel before he would arrive, so we decided to start the meeting instead of waiting for him. Javier was known as always being late to everything because he wasn't a serious businessman. That was one reason my father decided to give me time to find Katarina and execute my plan. Only we three, my father Elsavador, Pedro, my Amico and most trusted man, and myself knew of the details to the plan. No one else was trusted. " Has she signed the contract yet?" My uncle Fernando asked while he lit up a cigar. He didn't think I would even find her or, should I say, didn't want me to find her. He had a girl he wanted to arrange for me and a bet of fifty thousand that I wouldn't find her. Of course, when Pedro
POV KatarinaI woke up to the splash of ice-cold water on my body and I jerked awake. Every joint in my body aches. I'm cold, I'm hungry, I'm tired, I'm scared, just to say a few of the feelings I was experiencing at that moment. After my run in with Javier in the garden, he injected me with something in my neck and then I woke up there. I don't know where I am or what they want but the appearance of vitriol towards me was evident. I could see the malice in his eyes, he would kill me. I don't exactly know who the woman is who is with him. Her voice sounded vaguely familiar, but she too seemed to hate me with equal abhor. What did I do to deserve such treatment?" Are you awake, little bitch? It's time for your meal." She snapped her fingers in my face. Why she hated me so much I have no clue but she and Javier were in cahoots together and I knew that whatever they had planned wasn't going to be good for me. " You's deaf or something? I was just talking to you." She talked with a
POV AlejandroAlthough I didn't feel right about letting Mateo help us, I really was at my whits end. It had been two days since she was taken and we still didn't have any leads. Meaning while Mateo was able to get some information, in an abandoned warehouse where a man working off the pier heard some noises coming from, so we are there right now. Entering in, we could tell that there had been someone staying there. We saw an ashtray that had cigarettes still burning. Walking through the area, we heard noises and all of us cocked our guns. Slowly moving throughout the area, we looked around. The noises continued to get louder and led us to a backroom where we could hear constant arguing going on. Sven, quickly kicking the door in, pointed his gun at the two people arguing; a man and woman who were arguing over some food. They were transients. The man looked like he had been digging around in the trash for the morsels and some scraps of bread they were both eating. Both of them were el
POV Alejandro We were in the meeting room awaiting my father and uncle when my phone rang and my sister's name lit up in bold letters: Isadora King. I slid my phone to answer and she was on the other line crying. " Isadora, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" There was a long pause and then I heard some people talking in the background. Of course , I wasn't sure who or what was going on. Isadora wasn't answering. There was still silence and I was getting anxious. " Isadora? ISADORA!" Finally I heard her sigh. " S-Sorry, Alejandro. I was just talking to the medical staff. She's here, Alejandro.Katarina is here and she's alive." She's alive. "I'm on my way, tell me where you're at." I held my hand over the receiver and Pedro looked at me. " She's alive." Mateo was the first to react to the news. " Thank God!" I listened as Isadora gave me the address and Pedro, Diego, and myself headed out. I had to see her and hold her in my arms. I had to find out who was behind it. What she endur
POV Katarina I was taken back by her confession. Though I was still upset about her participation, she did save me. "What about you?" I asked. " Won't he kill you for helping me escape?" She lost all the expression on her face. " I worry more about what's gonna happen to me once The King gets his hands on me." I could see the fear in her eyes. If she knew she'd get in trouble with Alejandro, then why did she agree? What did Javier promise? " Why'd you do it? Everyone knows about Alejandro. He's infamous for his torture methods. Why put yourself through that?" She stopped the car and pulled over. " You weren't supposed to live." Even though I knew that was the plan, hearing her say it was like a punch to the gut." Why though? What have I ever done to deserve death?" She opened the door and pulled me out, shoving me up against the car. Everything in my body ached. " You's ask a lot of questions. Too many for your own good. You're free, now get lost." I watched as she drove away, leavin
POV Robbie King FIVE YEARS LATER I sat in my car and waited as I did every day for the past five years to make sure that my princess was safe and to keep an eye on her. I watch as she comes down towards the car, hugging her jacket to her body. She taps on my window and I roll it down and she stares in at me. “ I told you I didn’t need your fucking detail on me, Robbie. I am totally capable of making it home safe on my own.” She opens the door and gets in, crossing her arms across her chest. I brush my thumb over her lips and lean in and kiss her gently. “ Is my princess upset?” I ask her teasingly. “ Robbie, I am not some wimpy girl who needs her Mafia boyfriend to fight her battles. I grew up in a household where my father beat us and I learned to fight back.” She says and I pull her to me, claiming her mouth. “ Robbie, I’m serious!” She says more sternly.I am trying my hardest not to laugh but she is so fucking cute when she gets angry. “ Princess,” I say as I grab her hand and
POV Alejandro King I watched Robbie’s expression and he seemed like he was all right with this decision. My son was in love. That sounded crazy to some people. A lot of people said they didn’t believe in love at first sight but it did exist. When I saw my wife enter the bar with her roommates. She was so innocent, so modestly dressed, her natural beauty stuck out among all the other women that night. I knew that it was love at first sight and it only confirmed my feelings when I spoke with her and held her, touched her. That was so many years ago but my love and possessiveness still hasn’t changed, not that it ever would. Katarina tames the beast inside, the evil that lurks under the man I am. Without her I am a monster, sadly I fear that curse has been passed onto my son. “ Did everything go over well with AJ?” Katarina asks as she begins to set the table for dinner. She’s wearing a nice sundress with her apron, her hair is up in a messy bun, flour is splattered all over her clothi
My father looked at me then he took a seat in a chair near the bed. We continue to stare at each other then I hear someone knock at my door. “ Daddy, it’s me, Issa.” My sister Isabella states on the other side of the door. “ What do you want?” I ask her and I hear her sigh. I can tell she’s frustrated. Isabella is pretty easy to read even if she’s not face to face with me. She clears her throat, “ Tell my brother that I am taking his girlfriend to the mall with me. I am meeting some friends and she is in need of a new wardrobe.I-I also saw something…I am going to get her some makeup to cov-cover those.” My father looks at me as if he’s trying to decide on something, his eyes are on the door. I walk to it and Isabella is standing there looking at me. “ Who are you meeting at the mall?” I don’t want to show her that my real reason for asking is because I want to make sure it’s not any guys in her group of friends but as usual she sees through me and rolls her eyes. “ If you’re so afra
POV Robbie King There was a knock at my door. I knew that knock all too well. It was my father’s knock. Before I answered, he walked inside. He stared at us and then leaned against the wall in all his glory. My father had a certain aura about him, one that hung in the air; powerful, dangerous, entitled. I was a lot like him. When he saw something he wanted he went after it. Cars, houses, businesses, and my mother. He possessed them all. “ I spoke to your mother.” He finally spoke up after studying us. “ Angelina, Isabella wanted you to go to her room. I will come get you once I finish talking to my son.” He had an authoritative tone to his voice and unlike me, she didn’t even put up a fuss. I watched as she left the room then looked back at my father. I knew this would come up sooner later but he wouldn't change my mind. Angelina was not leaving me and no one would tell me different. “ Your mother told me that you have been watching her, Robbie.” He looked at me then he came close
POV Robbie King When dad and mom went out of town I had a party at my house and I invited her to come. I left a note in her locker and I was hoping she’d be there but she didn’t arrive then Fernando tried to rape my baby sister and Rico and I as well as two of our other friends tied him to a chair and beat him up. It was by pure coincidence that he was her brother. Pure coincidence that her father hit them. Pure coincidence that she arrived as we were leaving. I sought my chance and took her with me. I knew as soon as I saw her walk in I was leaving with her but her old man was trying to hit her in front of me, well that was all the confirmation I needed to ensure I was making the right decision. I sat in my chair and listened to her as she took a bath. I would take care of her. He would never hurt her again. Suddenly I wondered something. Was that why she wore her clothing so modestly? Was she hiding even more bruises or burns or scars? I ran out of my room straight into my mom who
POV Katarina King As they pulled into the driveway Isabella and I looked at each other. Alejandro had explained the situation to us ahead of time but I was still in shock at what he had told me. The situation of a beautiful young girl being abused by her father hit close to home, too close to be coincidental and it dug up past wounds. The fact that she and her twin sister were both enduring the same abuse was so grievous to me as I remembered my own past and what my father had subjected me to. When the car parked and the men got out I was wondering what to expect; however, I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. Angelina was a beautiful young girl who was dressed very modestly, carried herself very properly, she was so innocent looking, yet sophisticated and she reminded me of me. Her long brown hair had natural highlights in it and her golden eyes had specks of amber in them as she looked at us. “ Wow, she’s beautiful.” Isabella said, “ I can’t believe she likes Robbie.” She stated as a
POV Alejandro King The families decided to get together to ‘discuss’ the situation that occurred with Fernando and Isabella. The boys did what they set out to accomplish and though they beat the kid up he’ll think twice about trying to make advances on a girl younger than him. The taped confession they got also did wonders and even though some of the families were still upset they could all understand the boys’ reaction to the situation; after all, it wasn’t long ago when they had a little sister who they dawned over and wanted to protect against predators. We had the boys join us for the meeting, even though Isadora and Katarina would probably skin us alive, I felt it necessary that the families hear their version of things. Isabella was in her room away from the party when Fernando saw her light on and entered her room. Isabella wasn’t even aware of his presence because she had been relaxing in the tub. When she came out of the bathroom he grabbed her and pushed her onto her bed th
POV Katarina King They had been outside working on Issa’s playhouse and Alejandro had put together the roof and set up the stakes the house was supposed to snap into. I came out with a tray of sandwiches and lemonade. Alejandro had his shirt off and his Adonis body now had sweat dripping down the muscles and causing me to feel wet as I looked at him flustered and he winked at me. “ Like what you see?” He held my gaze as he grabbed a sandwich from the tray and I turned red knowing he caught me staring. “ It’s looking nice.” I commented and Isabella smiled. “ Daddy is making my house.” She said and Alejandro chuckled. “ Remember what I said, Piccola Principessa?” She swayed back and forth as she swished her dress. “ Daddy said it is my petend house,” She answered then added, “ but I says it my house.” Alejandro picked her up and placed her on his shoulder then grabbed a sandwich and handed it up to her. He grabbed me and pulled me closer in a hug. “ Thank you for everything. I get
POV Alejandro King I left Katarina in my bed fully satisfied from our performance. Man she was a fucking lioness in bed and I couldn’t wait for our next time together but right now I had to take care of Piccola Principessa, little princess Isabella. As I entered the kitchen she was sitting on the stool, her deep blue eyes stared at me and she dangled her legs down from the stool. She was still wearing her princess nightgown and her brown, curly hair was a mess with snarls. I smiled. My beautiful little girl. “ Where’s mommy?” Her tiny voice asked me and I walked into the kitchen. “ She’s still sleeping. Daddy will help you.” I told her and poured myself some coffee and took a sip. “ Daddy?” She said to me and I looked at her. “ Why were you and mommy dancing naked?” She asked so innocently but since I was caught off guard I spit out my coffee. What did she just say?! Oh shit! H-How? D-Did she see us? “ It’s OK, daddy. I saw uncky Pedro and ant Isadora dance naked, too.” She ho