THIRTY EIGHTCATHERINAIt is official, I am going to die and nobody will know where I fucking am, I thought as I took deep breaths.I was strung to a dungeon wall and tied up like a fucking criminal by a mad man and all because of what?I continued taking deep breaths with my eyes closed, trying not to think about the man who was in the dungeon with me; the idiota that had murdered my brother and father.He did not look better off himself but I wondered why he wasn’t dead, butchered and buried like all the men that had tried to harm me since the arrival of Andres.The air was putrid and definitely housed the odor of a dozen urines from a dozen dying men and the hijo bastardo had locked me in here like he would all he wanted dead.The door to the dungeon creaked open and I sighed in relief, jumping to my feet as an old woman strutted in. She had a gun in her hand which I could tell was loaded with the way she handled it; she advanced towards me and I shied back against the wall, wonder
THIRTY NINEANDRESI carried a shivering Catherina up and out of the dungeons and straight to my room where I placed her on the bed and wrapped her in a blanket“Don’t move” I warned, tucking the blanket around her chin while she stared up at me without blinking.I resisted the urge to touch her face and try to erase the dried streaks of tears I could still see there. She had brought this upon herself, thinking she could run away from me… trying to shame and insult me in front of the clan. So why was I feeling remorse as I made sure she had the blanket all over her body.“Why did you come?” she asked“I want you punished, not killed and you looked like you were about to die” I snapped at her.She glared at me but said nothing as I flipped the phone in my pocket out, ringing one of the maids.“I want food brought up to my room immediately” I told her.“What would you like?” I turned to Catherina who was already dozing.I did not think she heard me“Bring everything you have and can pro
FOURTYCATHERINAWhy the hell was he being sweet and nice to me when he had almost killed me, I thought as I sat in front of everything he had asked be brought for me to eat.I could not hate him if he was acting like this and I needed to channel my anger; it was his men that had ruined my family, after all. I was at his mercy and so I had to behave because there was no way I would go back to that dungeon alive; he would have to take my dead body if he had any plans of putting me back there after all these.There had been something about the way he had carried me gently away from the dungeons and now food? Even taking a bath in his bathroom?Would it work if I tried seducing him, I thought as I dug into the bacon in front of me.It was pretty clear to me that he was affectionate towards me and I was going to use that until I could get out of this hell hole and make him pay dearly.“What are you so concentrated on thinking?” he asked, jolting me from the murderous thoughts I was having
FOURTY ONEANDRESI had one rule that was never to torture women or involve them in whatever happened in the cosa del infierno but it would seem that I was the only one who obeyed my rules in the clan. Someone had given one of the maids before me a fucking peach, something they knew I was allergy for and an information the maids were not privy to.Of course whosoever it was knew I would never take it but it was some warning to me to keep me on my toes. Someone was trying to let me know that they were watching and could do away with me at any time they deemed fit.I laughed bitterly, my gaze resting on each of the maid's faces while they maintained their eye contact with the floor.I was fucking jefe not some silly kid that they could poison with a fucking allergy condition.“I will only ask this question once before I begin separating your fingers from its joints. Which one of you was given the peach fruit and asked to serve it to me” I spokeThey were shaking, fidgeting in my presenc
FOURTY TWOCATHERINAAndres had been gone for a while and I was beginning to wonder if his enemies had gotten to him before me. Miguel had refused to expand that cryptic sentence he had made about Andres’ father beating him to a pulp. I was surprised at how desperately I wanted to hear that story or anything about Andres because I realized how little I knew about him“What kind of person was he as a child?” I askedMiguel stared at me like he was sure I was losing it but then sighed theatrically.“Andres was a soft child who looked more like his mother than he did his father. He had a brother…”“Yes, the one he killed” I interruptedMiguel started in surprise before he began laughing which left me quite confusedWhat was funny about a man murdering his own brother?“Of course the rumors we spread was to make it look like he murdered his brother but I can assure you that Andres’ brother is alive and well and living the life he had always wanted to live. Away from the responsibility of
FOURTY THREEANDRESI had told Miguel to fucking keep her in the room and he dared allow her roam the grounds knowing fully well that the mayores were still clamoring that she either be put down or married to me immediately. I slid into my room, noting first that Miguel was not in it and secondly that Catherina had a duvet over her head.It had been moving right before I cleared my throat and she became aware of my presence in the room.“What are you doing?” I asked, coming around to where she layShe peeked from under the covers at me, her face red from blushing so hard“Nothing, I am sorry… I should not have opened the door when… you know… your…” she sputtered, blushing furiouslyShe was fucking cute in my bed, underneath my covers, blushing just because she had seen me getting sucked off. She could hardly imagine that it was her I wanted on both knees with my cock deep down her throat.I cleared my throat, adjusting my stance because I could feel myself grow thicker just because of
FOURTY FOURCATHERINAFucking cuffing me to the bed while he gallivanted or went to have his dick sucked, I fumed, not even bothering to strain against the cuffs.I needed desperately to use the bathroom but I could not, bound here like some sacrificial lamb. I wiggled my waist, the shirt I was wearing coming up to expose my panties. I began counting from one, taking deep breaths in between as I counted, trying to distract myself from the pressure building up in my bladder.The creak of the door stopped me in between breaths and I opened my eyes to glare as he entered. His back was to me and I could see that he had discarded his shirt and wait a minute… his hands were bloodied.What had he done? I thought“I need to fucking pee, asshole” I snappedHe turned to me, his eyes filled with rage before they focused on my face and I watched the anger drain away.“I need to…” I said again“I heard you the first time” he interrupted, reaching for his pocket with his bloodied hands.I followed
FOURTY FIVEANDRESI was either mad or I had been bewitchedI hadn’t expected that I would love teasing her or that I was going to enjoy her cries of pleasure as I ate her out, tasting her with such relish. I was fucking losing it because even at this moment with Miguel talking to me about the man that was caught and the same one I had tortured the previous day concerning the fruit he had given the maid, I was still thinking of her.I had never felt such hunger and the terrible need to fuck till I was completely buried to the hilt in her but I had noticed her hesitation yesterday. It had been slight and hadn’t even last for a minute but it had been there and I was damned if I was going to take her against her will even when I knew we had chemistry and even if it had taken all my self-control to not do with her as I pleasedJoder mierda“You are distracted” Miguel commented“I am listening” I snapped“I fear that she is becoming a distraction to you and one you cannot afford” he contin