FOURTY SIXCATHERINAI stared at him blinking as his gaze remained on my face, waiting for me to say something.“Do not think for one minute that because you have me right where you want me that you will be anything to me other than an enemy” I snapped at him“Your body said otherwise yesterday, mi puta” he grinned“Do not call me that” I said, eyeing him.He said nothing to me, merely watched me like a tiger would his prey and I could feel his overpowering presence envelop me“Stop staring at me” I squeaked.I cleared my throat, angry at the tone my voice had taken and the fact that I was hot, unbearably hot and wanted to discard my clothes. His gaze was searing, drying up my throatI should not be feeling this way, I said to myself“Come closer, Catherina” he growled“I don’t want to” I countered, my heart slamming frantically against my ribcage.“I am sorry if I phrased that like I was asking you a question. Come here or I will come for you” he commandedI slid out of the bed, drag
FOURTY SEVENANDRESMiguel was right; I was losing my head. I had allowed her crawl and wedge herself inside my skin and now all I could think about was her scent, her taste as I walked away from the one thing I wanted more than anything.I thought I had been ready for her wiles and even fortified against them but sadly she had crept up on me, feasting her hooks inside my head, taunting me like she must have done all the men she had slept with.“Mi querido” I heard Ana call out“Not now” I lashed out, walking past her and into the den.Even there I still was not far enough from her scent and that fucking taste; it was going to be my undoing. I flipped open my laptop and scrolled to the recent files on the CCTV footage in my room, I wanted to see what she was up to.She was in my bed, it would seem with the blanket covering her body and her eyes…Wait a damned minuteShe was fucking touching herselfI growled low in my throat, my cock hardening as I zoomed in on her face, wanting to se
FOURTY EIGHTCATHERINAYou should not have told him, my head screamed.But then he had already noticed that something was wrong and there was no way I was going to endure such searing pain. I had thought having sex was going to be a piece of cake and even if there was pain involved, it wouldn’t be something I could not take.How fucking wrong I was.“You are still staring” I muttered in a small voice“I am trying to comprehend, gatita” he murmured, drawing me closer so I was resting naked against his chest.“I should not have told you” I blurtedHe turned me to face him, gazing into my eyes like he was seeing me for the first time.“I am glad you told me, now I can teach you just how exciting sex is” he said, laying me back gently onto his chest.I listened to the steady thump of his heartbeat, surprising calm as we sat naked“You must have questions” I said again“You have no idea” he laughed“I… I ran away with the gardener’s son about two years ago” I began“I heard about all that
FOURTY NINECATHERINAI laid back on the bed, smiling as Andres arm remained wrapped around my waist with his eyes closed and a stubborn lock of his hair falling over his face. He looked so peaceful and beautiful without a care in the world as he slept and I was sure his look mirrored mine. Nothing could have prepared me for sex with this man and it was indescribable.I sighed, burrowing further into his arms while he adjusted, drawing me closer muttering protest at my movement. I brushed the hair from his face, laughing at the little smile on his lips.I could hardly sleep even though I was so sated and tired; I could not close my eyes. I wanted to contented watching him sleep like some innocent child, breathing slightly through his mouth. My body felt so alive, tingling with sensations and I could already feel how sore I was going to be soon but it was a good kind of sore.I am ruined, I thought as I glanced at his face again.My fingers traced the contour of his face and the line o
FIFTYANDRESShe was crying, maldito infiernoI had not meant to hurt her and if she would just talk to me about what…Talk to you? You locked her up in a fucking dungeon beside the man who killed her father and brother and now she is your whore, my mind taunted“She is not a whore; she is…” I mutteredShe is what? A girl that is your prisoner and can never see her only living family ever again, my thoughts raced.I got up and approached the bathroom, my hand reaching for the knob but stopping suddenly.She did not want to be anywhere near me at the moment so it was best that I let her be. I slammed the door to my bedroom, heading to the den; I too needed to clear my head and think about what the fuck I was doing.Miguel scampered down the stairs to meet me, his face bearing urgency“I was just about to come and see you; I want you to find out the whereabouts of Catherina’s mother and her sister, I want them brought here to see her and…”He stared at me like I had definitely lost my h
FIFTY ONEANDRESAll eyes followed me as I walked into the room, bloodied from yet another torture of one of the man that had been asked to man the cameras. I had called the meeting for just one reason; I wanted to look the elder who had betrayed me in the eye as I executed him.The room quietened as I sat in my chair, facing them off one after the other with Miguel standing quietly at my side.“It would seem…” I began… “that I have been too lenient for late and that is why somebody here thinks I am easy meat that they can pick off and kill”All eyes remained on me but I could already see the uncertainty and dread creeping into their eyes as I stared them down.“Alejandro escaped the dungeons and somebody here helped him” I announced.Whisper filtered round the table but I had my eyes on one elder and he was staring at me as well, his eyes hard and teeth gritting. It would seem that I had been right in my assumptions and have caught the traitor in my clan.“Esperanza, please; would yo
FIFTY TWOCATHERINAI had had the night to think about what I was doing and my confused feelings towards Andres. It was clear that I was foolishly in love with him; the man whose men had killed my brother but the same man who had also killed for me and made sure that I was protected.I was conflicted about everything and when he did not return to the room after I had shunned him; it was also clear that I had hurt his feelings. I knew he cared for me judging from the way he had been gentle with me after everything but he was a hard man and one who had undergone a very difficult childhood from what I could gather about him.I wanted everything to be alright between us and so I made up my mind to talk to him about it right before he stepped in and everything I was thinking flew out of the window when I looked at him.He was staring at me like he wanted to say something and was figuring out a way to say it and then I had gone right ahead to ask what he was doing in his own bedchambers. I
FIFTY THREEANDRESI remained still as she closed the distance between us gazing into my eyes while I desperately thought about how I wanted her naked and on her knees; all the things I wanted to teach her about pleasure. Her scent filtered through my nostrils but I resisted the urge to breathe deeply, to fill my lungs with…“What did you want to talk about?” I cleared my throat, stepping away before I lost every shred of dignity I had left.“I heard about the dungeon man escape and that he was helped by some elder” she began“What about it?” I asked“What about it? You could have killed him and you didn’t, why?” she asked, drawing closer.“I cannot kill the last living relation of a clan besides, I already killed his father; my uncle” I told her.I watched her eyes widen, no doubt remembering the day I had shot the man as he held her against himself with a gun to her pretty head.“You killed his father for me” she muttered“He committed a crime and had to be dealt with and so did his