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A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β White margarita
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 19 πβππ‘π ππππππππ‘π..... π·πππ π΅ππππππ...KatherineTo be honest, I'd never had a headache this painful, I felt like my head would leave my neck soon.I dragged my body up from my bed as I headed down to the bathroom.The bathroom seemed to be getting further as I walked closer. "Ouch!' I kicked my leg on a hard wood-like item and clutched my leg as I cried out.It was so painful, I felt like detaching it to lessen the pain."God! Fuck! I haven't slept a thing all night?!" Someone yelled and I jumped up to see Mean Alex sitting up on the bed and ruffling his head as he glared in my direction."Alexander?" I muttered.He stood up, swaying around as he walked towards me.Alex didn't say a word as he grabbed my leg and pulled it forward to take a look."It doesn't hurt that much, but it stung when I hit it," I mumbled.He dragged my leg harshly and I winced."This isn't my room," I said.
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β Mercy is for the weak...
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 20 πππππ¦ ππ πππ π‘βπ π€πππ...Katherine"Don't do that, Dante. It hurts more." I pleaded as he rounded the pool with the wheelchair.It was melodramatic to think that Alex would get a wheelchair but he had gone ahead to show me what he could do.His word was Law. That I knew."Do you want to end up using a wheelchair your whole life? Alex can make that possible." I frowned, picking up one of the chess pieces and throwing it at him."Please respect that." He pointed out. "That's something Italians love. Alex would kill you if you were to lose one of his chess pieces.""Rubbish." I glared at him."Tell me what happened and I'll let someone help you with the ankle." He said.I looked at him. Brows knitted and fist clenched by my side. All I had to do was grab another chess piece and dig it up his ass and nothing would happen."I woke up in his room." I began, looking for a way to put it light."Hmm." He nodded. "Beautiful.
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β Love is worthless to one
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 21 πΏππ£π ππ π€πππ‘βπππ π π‘π πππ... π΅π’π‘ ππππππππ π π‘π π‘π€π...KatherineI didn't like people in the house but it wasn't my house to begin with.They were men In suits. No, they were Mafia men. Men with guns and knives. I was yet to recover from the little breakdown I had earlier.Barbie was long gone and my crutch had arrived long ago."Hello, You the maid? I need a glass of white Margarita." He said. Quick." He added."I'm not the maid. And Lisa's busy. Get it yourself." I was feeling bitchy for no reason.He raised a brow and looked up at me."Are you crazy?" He asked."No one's crazy here, you can see that behind that counter." I pointed at the counter behind the chair he sat.I was using a crutch and he was asking me to get him a drink? It suddenly made me recall my life as a bartender.He grabbed a pillow from the chair and threw it at me.Well, it wasn't that firm but it made me stagge
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β I smiled once....
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 22 πΌ π πππππ ππππ... π΄ππ π‘βππ‘'π ππππ’πβ.KatherineI woke up feeling very bright and happy.It was weird at first but then I become more happy when I thought about last night. "You're back in using the wheelchair?" Dante asked, raising a brow."I had a change of heart," I said and pushed the tires myself like I was lame."You had a change of heart? Just like that?" Enzo asked.I chuckled. "Why do you say that as if it's a bad thing to have a change of heart," I said and pushed myself to the couch."You're looking...chic." I couldn't help but compliment Dante's wear today.He was looking like a real Mafia handsome man. Dante was handsome and that was the main reason women fell on his feet whenever he walked past."You're crushing?" He winked."I am. Might as well fall on my knees and worship the hell out of you. You're prettily beautiful, Dante." I said."Well, thank you." He blew a fly
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β Roses are Red...
πΆβπππ‘ππ 23 π ππ ππ πππ πππ....KatherineHours passed and we were stuck on the other side of the mansion. Not that I hated it.I hated the fact that my leg wasn't getting any better to go indulge in the fight.Well, I found out that there was a gym.... underground.A well-equipped gym that had everything a gym was supposed to have.I stood up from the wheelchair and dragged my other foot to the punching bag."Use this." Lisa threw the punching gloves to me and I wore it on."Come on Lisa. Trust me and everything will be good. Just throws a punch and everything will be alright.When Lisa kept swaying around, I began to punch harder.I kept punching the bag with force and Power, releasing my frustration and anger toward it.I kept punching hard, dragging my aching leg as I did.When my eyes went to the clock, it was already past four in the evening.God! I was so tired."Your turn," I said, turning to Lisa who looked like a scared
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β Happiness?
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 24 π»πππππππ π ? πΌ πππ ππ’πππππ ππ’π¦ ππ‘...Katherine"Hey, you're here," Enzo said as she walked to the counter to catch up with us."Yes, I'm here and although some bitches.. don't want me to be, they can't seem to help it." I didn't say a word. God! Why didn't anyone tell me about her coming here?At least, I would be ready that she was coming to help. Was it to help or cause more harm?Nah..she was here to help them, maybe catch the guy they were looking for and I was stuck in a crutch."You're looking pale, Katherine. Where you shot?" She acted sad and then a smile crept to her lips. "No, you weren't and now I feel like killing you." She said, and I looked down at the gun."Go ahead," I mumbled. "Show me how childish and stupid your parents taught you to be. Might as well, teach you some few manners." I said.Dante's brow knitted to a deep frown as he watched Barbie play with the g
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β Someone needs to grow up
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 25 πππππππ πππππ π‘π ππππ€ π’π...KatherineI couldn't sleep a wink the entire night. I was moody and tired.The scar was back. He wanted me to deliver some message to some tricky guy and then grab something and drop it over at Thatcher's bar. But could I do it? No!How the hell was I to leave?The phone buzzed in my phone for the umpteenth time and I shook, knowing who the hell could call like that.When I looked up, it was an unknown number. I picked it up, fingers gripping the phone ever so tightly."Is this funny Scar? You better pray I fucking don't find you at T's." I hissed out, anger dripping from me."Return the cell phone to my room, Now." And that was it.I dropped the phone with a little gasp when I realized who it had been.When I stood in front of his room, I dreaded to open the fucking door.I called him Scar. He's going to know something about the guy and had Scar called him? Or fucking texted him, cause
A DROP OF BLOODΒ Β Β The things you do to my body..
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 26 πβπ π‘βππππ π¦ππ’ ππ π‘π ππ¦ ππππ¦...KatherineI gasped as he pulled out of me and lifted my legs.I thought he was finally over but he dropped my legs, pushed me further so I was flushed beside him and then he entered me from behind, stretching my walls as he slammed into me..to the very hilt."Fuck! Please, Alex, I'm so sorry..." I moaned, whimpering words about not lying to him again.He fucked me ruthlessly like he was trying to brand me forever. I cried, my wet eyes meeting his as I turned."Fuck!" He groaned and licked a spot on my neck."I'm going to cum. cum with me, baby." He muttered and then he went stiff inside me.I clenched him inside of me, pulling away only to get pulled back and then he pulled out and slammed back in."Babe!" I moaned out loud as our orgasm racked my whole body like an erupting volcano. That was my fourth orgasm and Alex's second. God! The man was good when he wanted to be."Fuck!" I cussed.
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