Chapter 22: I hate you

Catrina started to feel an incredible rush of pleasure as his kisses began to move down the sensitive skin of her neck. She was consumed by a burning desire for him and his touch.

Unlike back in the day, when she wouldn't even let him lay a finger on her, this feels so right, like they were meant to be.

"You might be angry with me after this," he whispered, gazing into her face. "You might hate me forever, Catrina. I won't mind; your hatred is a delight compared to your absence in my life."

'I can't live without you' Carlo knew that he realised it too late.

It was the voice of the man that she loved and hated in equal measure.

It was like a dream when he let those words slip into her ear. She was drunk, with his kiss on every inch of her lips.

And then she felt his hand caressing her delicate skin as her clothes slipped off. The sensation brought back a wave of deja vu, and she was transported back to a memory from four years ago.

FLASHBACK ON.

"Her pregnancy is healthy. The baby is