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POV Alejandro King As we walked into the living room I wondered if Katarina was right. If she and I were forbidden to be together how would I feel? I know I would’ve gone through hell and high water to be with her, shit I mean we DID go through hell and high water to be together. There were a lot of obstacles we had to go through. First the poker game then she was kidnapped, and then Javier, and her hospitalization, and then her mother. We had come a long way and my angel was so strong through it all. I held her and kissed her neck. Man, I loved this woman. I couldn’t imagine if she wasn’t with me. “ Hey, Amico, why don’t we go out for a bro night and leave the girls?” I looked at Katarina and she smiled, softly caressing my face with her small hand. It amazed me how small she was compared to me and still how strong she is. Pedro looked at Isadora and then got up from the sofa and I kissed Katarina before grabbing my keys and heading out the door. If Katarina wanted me to talk to him
POV Katarina King As soon as the men left Isadora and I had a movie night in the theater room. We watched a rom-com and indulged in popcorn, snacks, and drinks. I remembered what I saw when we exited the elevator but was waiting for an opportunity to bring it up. She kept looking at her phone and I noticed she looked nervous. “ So, how long have you and Pedro been going out?” I asked and watched her reaction. Her eyes went wide and she looked like she might try to deny it so I continued, “ I saw you, Isadora. When Alejandro and I got out of the elevator, I saw you two kissing.” She took a handful of popcorn and threw it in her mouth then nodded. “ OK, you got me. What can I say? Pedro is hot. We’ve been hooking up.” She answered. I knew she was leaving something out. “ So you’re just hooking up, that’s it?” I asked curiously and met her gaze. “ Oh well if that’s all it is. How come lately you two have been inseparable?” “Inseparable? When?” She raised her brow, her eyes wide. I sm
POV Alejandro KingAfter our dinner with Pedro and Isadora we decided to help in breaking the news to our parents. We made arrangements for a family dinner and during that time we would hint at their relationship. I knew my father best, if he felt he came to the conclusion himself he would take it better. He was traditional but it wasn’t like Pedro wasn’t family already it was just he would really be family now. The way to my father was through my mother so if mother was overjoyed so would our father. That was what I was hoping for. I was in the kitchen helping my wife with preparations when the doorbell rang and Isadora and Pedro walked in. Isadora studied Katarina before finally stepping in to help out. All four of us were working together to ensure tonight went well. “ So when they get here maybe you two will be in another room. I’ll drop a subtle hint and get the wheels turning.” I suggested.They looked at each other and Pedro squeezed her hand. “ What happens if they don’t appr
Isadora and I were out shopping for nursery items when she noticed we were being followed. We ducked into another store and sure enough the middle-aged man followed us. He looked to be about the same age as Elsalvador and he was dressed very dapper. He was definitely mafia. As we wandered around he followed us. I was about to go into the next aisle when he approached me. “ Child, you remind me of someone. May I ask what your mother’s name is?” He asked as he stared at me. I looked at him and then at Isadora. “ I-I’m sorry but, do I know you? Why are you following me?” He stared at me waiting for a response, then I met Isadora’s eyes, pleading with her to help. “ She asked you first, Mister-” “ Martinez. Angelo Martinez,” he said as shook my hand. Angelo Martinez? As in my father? My real father. I started to look around at our surroundings and noticed there were approximately five men dressed in black wearing earpieces like bodyguards. I realized we were surrounded. “ I’m sorry f
POV Alejandro King Ever since Katarina ran into her father at the mall while out shopping with Isadora I have been spending my evenings at their home getting to know my in-laws The Martinez’s. My father, finding out that Katarina was really the daughter of his rival, had also been coming to try and come to show his support in this situation. This whole ordeal shocked Katarina to her core and with her expecting our baby, I didn’t want too much stress on her so rather than let her go alone, I volunteered to take her so she could meet the father she never knew about. I was still upset that he and his men took my wife and sister away from the mall to draw blood from Katarina for a paternity test but I promised her that I wouldn’t do anything to him or them. As we arrived outside the home of Angelo Martinez I grabbed her hand and held her with me. No matter what happened tonight I didn’t want to be separated from her. “ As soon as we get in there, we stay together. I don’t care if you
POV Katarina King As I walked into the hospital I felt the tightness in my chest. Just not so long ago I was in one of these rooms and hooked up to these machines. Now it was Veronica. I still wasn’t sure what to expect when I saw her, I hadn’t seen her since she entered the convent. I had made the choice to let her live, Alejandro was out for blood. I knew he would make due on his threats to kill her and I couldn’t let that happen. She helped me escape, even if she also was the reason that I was there. I just couldn’t be a murderer. Alejandro meant well, I know he’s protecting me but he has a temper,well it’s more than a temper. He just wants to kill anyone who touched me. As I entered the room I gasped. Veronica had black and blue marks all over her face, her arm was in a cast, her legs were in casts. Somebody roughed her up really good. It was hard to believe Madeline did this, it just didn’t seem possible. I sat next to Veronica’s bedside and looked around at all the machines ho
POV Alejandro King It’s been a week now since Madeline went to the burn site. I don’t know exactly what she has planned but it can’t be good.If she continues poking around she could unearth some secrets hidden and if those secrets made their way to my Katarina then it wouldn’t be a good thing at all. No, let me rephrase that it could mean the end. Because if she knew that I didn’t just torture Chase Tomas but I also lit him up and used his body as an igniter as he screamed in agony. As I pull up to our house something strikes me as odd. Usually when I come home my wife is cooking some delicious meal but not today. “ Katarina, sweetie I’m home.” I call out and I know the house is big so I continue to walk through the whole house calling her name. “ Katarina, Baby, where are you?” As I walk into our bedroom I am met with the shock of my life. She’s not there either. She’s not in the den or the bathroom, she’s not on the terrace. I check the whole house and she’s nowhere to be found. I
POV Alejandro King “ Where the fuck is my wife, Sven and I swear to God, Jesus, and Mary if you fucking tell me she’s safe now I am going to put a fucking bullet in your head.!” I cautioned. It was like talking to fucking broken record and he wasn’t letting us know shit. Sven refused to look at me. “ I don’t know, boss. I just dropped her off at the airport.” He repeated. Pedro’s eyes widened this time. “ She was bleeding and holding her stomach and you didn’t bring her to a hospital? You dropped her off at the airport!” Pedro hissed. “ She wasn’t alone,boss.” He turned to look at Pedro. “ She went with her sister.” SISTER? Katarina doesn’t have a sister, does she? Pedro and I stared at each other.Sister? I met the siblings. There was a sister but she was about ten years old. I highly doubt she took Katarina. We look at him and curiosity has gotten the best of us. Veronica was still in the hospital so we know it wasn’t her and there’s no way it was Madeline because Sven knew her f
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