52. Care Kathrine's POV The longing of staying away from him for all these days evaporated out of my body. His cologne worked like magic on my senses and made my body relax. I heaved against his beating chest and stifled a sob. It was hard. Trust me it was really really hard. Seeing Beverly scream every night out of the fear of her nightmares becoming her reality, I was scared out of my wits. Her loud yelling about men jumping in the room through the window and holding her down scared the shit out of me. Although it was during sleep, her painful cries triggered adrenaline in my body, leaving me sweaty and staring at the windows of the room she was allotted to. A part of me knew nothing bad would happen considering that we were in the house of the most feared mafia man on this planet. The other part of me, the female part that was scared of inappropriate touches and groping, was constantly on high alert. Pamela would also stay by our sides, taking care of us. But I was still afrai

54. Stop me, please Kathrine's POV I squeezed my thighs together to stop the smell of my arousal mixing with air. But the man in front of me was sculpted finely with muscles in all the right places. He had scars on his skin that didn't look one bit ugly. If anything, it only made him look more gorgeous. "I... I..." Words got stuck in my throat just like how my eyes got stuck to his huge shaft. I know for a fact that he didn't do it intentionally. Mafia men are rough and careless. They behave as they want in their personal space so I can't really blame him for standing up naked without feeling an iota of shame. But this crazy heart of mine was doing rigorous somersaults. My skin was crawling with goosebumps. I gulped a knot down my throat as I watched him close the gap between us. He stopped several inches away from me. His eyes were fixed emotionlessly on my face whereas my body ignited with rising ecstasy. He was not touching me in any place and still I was burning all over.

56. On the streets Kathrine's POV He didn't come to see me one last time before I left his house. I kept waiting and waiting. My eyes burned with tears of hurt and disappointment because I waited for him. I had a hope that he would at least come to put an end to what had started between us. He didn't. The only person who was constantly by my side was Pamela. She even begged me to stay. She was not willing to let us go as she considered us as her daughters. But this relationship we had developed and the bond we shared was because of that heartless man who didn't even consider taking one last look at me. "Take this with you, please." Pamela had wailed while handing me some hundred dollar bills. I wanted to protest but she put a finger on my lips and shook her head, asking me to be quiet. "This is not charity, Kat. I'm lending you this money. You can return it to me when you start earning." She said and hugged each of us before we stepped out. "So... What are we going to do?" Be

58. Excuses Kathrine's POVMy body shuddered from his sultry hold. I melted and tilted as his hands guided me to move.I should protest but I gave in to his kiss and participated with equal fervor. I cupped his jaw and sucked his lower lip as he nipped on my upper one. My bottom involuntarily ground in his lap as if I was born to do that. The truth was that I never liked the sound of grinding against a man's hard dick when it was being taught to me in my father's dictatorship. I would show my displeasure and storm back to my room. That often earned me punishments and that hardly bothered me. But as I moved against Rogue's bulge, I felt amazing. I felt relieved that I was in his arms again and being able to be this close with him.My hips rocked harder as I pressed my tits in his chest. I have done that many times in my dreams whenever he appeared. Knowing that it was happening in real life made my thighs convulse. I straddled his lap and took his mouth with savage intensity. Howev

60. Will he die? Kathrine's POVMy heart stopped beating as I saw his head fall back in my hold."Rogue?" I shook him but to no avail.My fingers were cold and stiff. I couldn't move an inch as I was surrounded by his blood. The firing and its overwhelming noise had scared me to such an extent that everything around me had blurred out.As the mist of terror cleared out and my surroundings became obvious again, I was stunned to my core."Rogue," He didn't respond and his heart beats echoed in my ears.They were slow and he hardly breathed. I looked around, looking for anyone who could help. I screamed to get the attention of anyone who might be passing by. Nothing worked.What should I do? He was heavy and there's no way I could carry him. Plus, the wound I etched on his chest was deep. I could see his rib if that was possible. I wonder why he didn't feel any pain.More blood was gushing out of his body. I had to do something. Knowing that Pamela would be inside the mansion, I tried t