LOGINKatherine's Pov “We don't care about your garbage, Katherine!” Hailey yelled, her voice completely losing its sweet edge now, sounding sharp and ugly. “Just leave! Nobody wants you here!” I smiled, reaching into my purse and pulling out a small, sleek black remote control. I held it up for everyone to see. “I’m ready to show you the gift right now.” Hailey frowned, his eyes darting from the remote to my face, his possessive anger turning into confusion. “What is that? What are you doing?” “Just giving you a little entertainment for your big night. I'm sure you'll enjoy it.” I said softly. I pressed the large red button on the remote and immediately, the massive, state-of-the-art television screen that hung on the center wall of the hall flickered to life with a loud buzz. Every single person in the hall automatically turned their heads to look at the screen. A picture popped up on the screen and it was a picture of Hailey. She was in a dimly lit hotel room, sitting on
Katherine's Pov I spoke as slowly as I could, making sure that my words were drilled into his head as much as possible. “Do you think you're the only one who gets to fuck around as much as they want? You think you're the only one with a sexual drive? While you were busy calling and texting me, I was busy getting fucked to my heart’s desires.” My words got their intended actions as Damon shrieked, his face twisting into something else. “No! Shut up!” He held my shoulders and pushed me back, looking at my face, but the way he held me made my clothes shift a bit. “You're lying! You're just trying to make me angry, you…” He paused, his pupils trembling as he glanced at my neck and at the marks that although most of it had faded away, some were still a little visible. They were marks that Nathaniel had left on my neck from the intense sex we had the last time. His hands shook and somehow, he couldn't tear his eyes away from it. I wasn't able to stop the embarrassing smile that a
Katherine's Pov The silence and the tension that stretched across the hall was so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. For a second, nobody even breathed. Even the other wealthy people who had been whispering and staring at me all went quiet. “What?” Damon’s eyes went wide, his face turning as pale as a sheet of paper as he spoke first. “What did you just say?” I directed my attention to Damon. His expression looked so comical that I almost laughed out of sheer excitement. “Since Hailey asked me to come here with a plus one, I felt, what better way to show that I have a plus one other than bringing my boyfriend?” I repeated, my voice dropping into a sweet, innocent tone. I squeezed Nathaniel’s arm tightly, leaning into his solid, warm chest. “So I came here with him. I also wanted to use this opportunity to introduce you all to my boyfriend, not that you don't already know him. After all, he's your brother.” I gave him a closed eye smile, my lips widening into
Katherine's Pov “Nathaniel.” I breathed out, my eyes fixed on him. He moved towards me, reaching where I was in four long strides. With one glare, the security men holding me slowly let go. “Katherine, are you okay? Are you hurt?” Nathaniel looked at me all over, concern etched on his face. I shook my head with a smile, “I'm fine. Thank goodness you came, I was about to be thrown out.” I half said, half complained. Nathaniel smiled for a second but then, his eyes caught the side of my cheek. “Who hit you?” He questioned, his voice cold. Before I could answer, Damon spoke first. Damon stepped away from Hailey, his eyes shifting from me to Nathaniel. The anger that had been on his face just a second ago was now mixed with deep confusion and slight fear. Nathaniel was not someone you wanted to cross, and everyone in this room knew it. “Nathaniel? What the hell are you doing here?” Damon asked, his voice cracking slightly before he tried to steady it. “This is a private engagem
Katherine's Pov My posture went stiff and the relaxed smirk left my face instantly. Hailey smiled sadly, shaking her head. “It’s not entirely your fault, Katherine. I understand. If your mother and your grandmother had known how to keep themselves clean and maintain their dignity, they would have taught you how to do the same. But since they clearly didn't have those values to pass down to you, you just ended up following the exact same path. It’s a shame, really. A mother who doesn't respect herself will always raise a daughter who acts like a slut on a school forum. You just didn't know any better because of the blood running in your veins.” “What?” “I don't blame you, Katherine. It's your mother's fault. It must be because you haven't been around her for a while so she wasn't able to teach you. If she had, maybe you wouldn't have turned out like this. It's not really your fault.” I understood the exact implication of her words. She was calling my mother a slut. She was sayi
Katherine’s Pov Damon rushed to help Hailey up, his face pulled into a heavy frown as he glared at me. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” He yelled, pointing at me, “She was even trying to beg for you and you repay her by pushing her to the ground? I thought you had changed by coming here but you're just trying to cause a scene!” Damon's accused, his voice echoing throughout the hall. By now, people had begun to gather, whispers already filling the air. Most of them recognise me, I heard it from their words, but it wasn't any of my business. I had a goal for coming here today. I crossed my arms and stared at Damon, “If I say I didn't even touch her, would you believe me?” It was more of a rhetorical question which I didn't expect them to answer. “So… Are you saying I fell down on my own to frame you?” Hailey sobbed, her face getting pale. “Yeah.” I nodded, “That's what I'm saying. You fell on your own, I didn't even touch you.” “Katherine… I know you hate me but you don
Katherine's POVI watched him carefully, keeping my eyes locked on his face to catch even the slightest change in his expression. Damon was his brother. They shared the same blood, the same family name. No matter what kind of history we had built in this office, there was absolutely no logical reas
Nathaniel's Pov “Katherine…” I called out softly again. She didn't move at first, she kept her head turned to the side, her teeth clamping down so hard on her bottom lip that I was afraid she was going to draw blood all over again. But slowly, she turned her head back to face me, the tears were
Nathaniel's Pov The glowing blue numbers at the bottom corner of my computer screen read 10:15 PM. The main office floor of the company was completely dead. The sharp, bright lights overhead had been automatically dimmed, throwing long, hollow shadows across the rows of empty desks. Normally, by
Katherine's Pov I didn't even bother opening it. I didn't need to read the long, dry paragraphs to know exactly what it said. They had seen the video, the board was getting involved, and my scholarship and enrollment were officially on the chopping block. A cold shiver ran through me, but I didn







