POV Katarina
I began to move away from him, but felt a large hand wrap around my shoulder and pull me closer to his side.
“ You seem very lost in thought, my angel. What is it that worries you so much?” he grabbed my hand again, then took it to his mouth and kissed it. I looked at him and then pulled my hand away, placing it on my lap.
He leaned down and then stroked my lips with his thumb, gazing into my eyes. “ You have the fullest lips I have ever seen. I wonder if any man has ever tasted them?”
Why did he care so much about everything about me? I looked at him and then out the window again. He didn’t like that. I looked away from him and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him again. “ When I speak to you, Katarina, you will look at me or there will be consequences.”
I have had enough of his crap. I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. “ Why do you care, Mister King? Why does it matter to you whether or not I’ve been kissed by another man, touched by another man, or had “that” with another man? What does that have anything to do with you? I am in charge of that, not you! You may have won me in a game of cards, but I still have my dignity and I am not one of your whores! I will not allow you to just do whatever you want to do with me. Yes, you may be a mafia boss and I may be killed for speaking this way to you, but at least I will die with my head held high and purity intact!”
I pushed him away from me and moved as far as I could to the other end of the limousine. I knew I overstepped my bounds, but I was tired of his sexual questions. I was not a whore! I did not just do 'that' with any guy. I was feeling very uncomfortable with his constant questions.
His eyes glared at me angrily and closed the distance between us, caging me in between his arms and the tuft seat below us. He pinned me with the weight of his body and leaned closer to me. “ Fucking pull over now!” He yelled at the driver and the limousine pulled over to the side of the road and the driver opened up the door, peering in.
“ Leave us! ” He snapped and the driver looked down at us and nodded, then shut the door. Oh shit, oh shit. I am so dead. Alejandro’s green eyes stared down at me and I felt my body start shaking as I held back the unshed tears about to fall and swallowed hard.
He gave me that mischievous smile again and then grabbed my hands and held them above me, then he leaned down and licked my face seductively before he continued downward to my jawline, neck, and shoulders. He bit my shoulder, causing me to yelp out in pain, and then he chuckled against my shoulder before going lower to my breasts. He snapped his head and stared up at me before he grabbed the hard nub and ran it between his finger and thumbs and it felt so good I let a whimper escape.
“ Do you understand what it means when I say I own you, Katarina?" His voice was deep and it sent my body on fire. " It means you’re mine, Katarina. Your mind belongs to me,” he says as he runs a finger to my temple, “your heart belongs to me,” he says as he runs his finger to my breasts where my heart is, “and your body belongs to me,” he says as he runs his hand down my body, starting with caressing my lips then running it up the side of my body and then down between my thighs.
" I own every part of you and I will be the only man that kisses you, touches you, or does anything else to you so when I ask you about these things you will answer me! I will not tolerate any disrespect, not even from you. When we get home, I will decide what a suitable punishment is for you, my angel.” Punishment? For what? Talking back? What a caveman!
Knocking on the glass, he signaled for the driver to come back and we were back on the road. I sat in silence, tears streaming down my cheeks. Father, what have you done to me? Why did you have to be a gambler? Now my future is uncertain and it's all because of you. I felt a strong hand pull me to him and, not wanting to upset him, I laid down on his lap.My tears fell as I wiped my eyes with my fingers. He stroked my hair and looked down at me, but I dared not to look up at him in fear of any more consequences. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly.
As my thoughts consumed me, I drifted off to sleep, dreaming about happier times and praying I would live through this. I remember our first meeting, he was so much different than now. He said his name was AJ. Had I known who he was back then I would have fled the country. I wondered if he, too, remembered me and if he did, why was he treating me like this now? What did he want from me? My friend Camila once told me that mafia bosses were notorious for beating their women and cheating on them. I wondered if that was my new life now? Would he beat me and cheat on me?
I don't remember falling asleep but the next thing I knew I was being lifted up by a pair of strong arms and we were walking towards a huge villa. I held onto his neck as he lifted me like I weighed nothing, his muscles rippling through his shirt that was rolled up. He had gotten rid of his jacket he had on at the casino and was now in a crisp white shirt with his two top buttons undone and rolled up sleeves that revealed a glimpse of a tattoo he had. The thought entered of what he looked like underneath. There you go again, Kat. Stop it would you? This man is dangerous. He could have you killed if he spoke it. Stop this foolishness.
I looked around at my surroundings. Everything was done to such perfection. All the furniture and paintings were top quality. No doubt everything costs a fortune. We continued down a corridor and he opened a large engraved oak door. Once inside, he strolled towards a large four post bed and I realized we were in a bedroom.When we got to bed, he slowly let me down and then pulled the blankets back, covering me with a soft duvet. I watched him as he left the room, then heard a female's voice. "Please baby, one more time." I heard her cry. " I told you no! I'm getting married." I heard a glass smash." How can you marry her? You don't love her." I heard her yell. " Keep your voice down. You'll wake her." He said and I heard someone leave the room angrily and saw the light shine in from the hallway as he entered the room.
POV AlejandroAfter my argument with Veronica, I then went to take a cold shower. The water feels so good against my aching muscles. Today was a long day and I just want to get some sleep. I towel off and put on my silk pajama bottoms, then crawled into bed next to her. I turned off the light and turned there in the dark, listening to her breathing before slowly falling asleep. I am awakened by her hand on my crotch and her face nuzzled into my chest. I look down at the angel sleeping next to me, my angel. I slowly moved her hand away and pulled her into my side, wrapping my arm around her. My angel talks in her sleep and what I hear her say has me shocked," He'll probably kill me once he finds another girl. Remember he's a mafia and killing a stupid girl is nothing to him. But boy is he hot, those muscles and that smile... yeah I'm dead soon. So scared. Daddy why?" I realize she's having some sort of nightmare as she talks out loud to herself so I can't get upset at her, but I am pi
POV KatarinaI woke up and looked around at the massive room I was in. Where am I? Suddenly, I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and saw him. Alejandro King. It wasn't a dream. It was real. I was gambled away to a notorious killer mafia boss and I couldn't do anything about it. I slowly moved out of his grasp and got off the bed. I didn't know what I was going to do but I had to do something. Slowly, I tiptoed toward the door, then opened the door and peered out. There were men everywhere. All of them were posted throughout the corridor and all were carrying guns." Where do you think you are going, Katarina?"I gulped as I felt his presence behind me. Oh shit. I was in trouble. Before I had a chance to say anything, he pulled me into his arms and walked us back to the bed. I slowly looked up at him, meeting his dark eyes. He looked upset. I just happened to piss off a murdering mafia boss. Way to go, Kat. " I-I couldn't sleep. I am very uncomfortable. It's so hot in here." I wa
POV Alejandro I could tell that something was on her mind. She looked worried. I lay holding her in my arms, listening to her breath and she was shaking. " What's wrong, baby? What's wrong, angel?" Did I do something? Why did she look so worried? What was she thinking about? She looked up at me, her eyes held such sadness and I could tell she was holding back tears. " Alejandro? Do you remember me?" I shot up and grabbed her face, staring at her. Of course, I remembered her. After that night, I had jacked off to her memory so many times but obliviously I couldn't tell her that. I looked deep into those sapphire pools and smiled. This woman. She has no clue to her effect on me. I brushed my thumb on her cheek. " I wanted you that night, you know. I fought the urge all night not to take you back to my place and make you mine. Your beauty, your innocence, everything. I wanted you so much. " I wasn't lying. When I gave her a ride back to her apartment, it took every once of strengt
POV AlejandroI grabbed her and placed her on my lap but she fought me, embarrassed to face me. She pulled the blankets over her head and I reverberated a loud laugh and tried to remove the blankets. She's so fucking adorable when she shys away." Oh come on, baby. It wasn't like we did anything bad." I chuckled, still trying to find her under the blankets as she continued to hide." Mister King, you perverted me! In one night, I became a slut for you. I-I never would have done any of that before you. I am so ashamed of myself."Oh my poor innocent angel. I got under the blankets with her and she was crying. Slowly, I approached her and cradled her into my side. Pushing her hair out of her face and kissing her head. I held her as she continued her ranting, holding back the chuckle I wanted to let out." N-Now I am just like a whore. N-now you won't need me and you'll take a new wife. I-I'm so ashamed of myself."She wiped the tears with the back of her hand. I grabbed her face in my h
POV Katarina That devil man! Oh I was so upset with him. He is such a horn dog. He would not leave me alone last night. His hands were all over me and the things he did oh my. I am blushing thinking about it but still he's a horn dog devil man! I can't believe one night and my reputation went out the window. We hadn't even known each other that long. Am I that easy? I held myself to such self control, such poise and now I am ruined. " Katarina, I have some ensembles for you to try on when you are ready." I slowly opened the door to the bathroom and peered out. I had my hair in a towel and another wrapped around my body. Cautiously I inched out the door. It looked like he was gone. I let out a breath of relief. " So you are the infamous Katarina also known as Sofia." I turned around to see a very beautiful blonde sitting on the bed. Once I got closer she stood up and walked up to me smiling. " Wow, YOU ARE a goddess. Just as Alejandro said." Alejandro called me a goddess? I trie
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