CATALINA“Is he still outside?”Abby shrugged. “I think so.” With a frown gazed through the window; a heavy pelting of water thundered against the pathway.I crossed my arms while biting my bottom lip, glancing at the door and at Abby.“You should be worried about your master’s condition outside. As you can see, the rain is becoming heavier.”“If you're worried, why don't you let him in–”“I’m not worried.” I cut her words off.I slammed my body on the couch while staring at the door. “It seems that you are.”Rolling my eyes, I sighed in annoyance. “Just check your boss, Abby.”She finally took out her phone. But it only took her a second to show me her screen.“No signal.”I scoffed in disbelief. “Seriously?”“Seriously.”“Then, go out and check him–”“No umbrella.” She tilted her head as she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “Or raincoat.”Groaning, I gripped tightly at the throw pillow, holding my frustration and trying my very best not to explode in fury.I know what sh
CATALINADante was leaning his back against the couch, hands clasped together, his soft gaze didn't leave mine. I noticed his white polo sleeves were a bit wet while his black coat draped at the arm of the couch. He looked tired but still managed to give me a smile. I looked away to the window, avoiding my heart being softened with him.I crossed my arms, hiding my fidgety fingers, as I leaned against the doorway. “Why are you still here?” I firmly said.“To make your dinner.”My hands curled into fists as soon as I heard his husky voice. But he made that? I thought it was Abby.With a sigh, I headed to the stairs. “Thank you for your kindness. I will repay you someday. Just put this on the tab–”“How are you?”I halted in my tracks, my hand gripping on the railings of the stairs.“I'm good. Great. Perfect,” I confidently said without turning to him.God knows how much I miss him, but I just can't win my feelings over the problems we have. We need to resolve this, but I don't know
CATALINAHearing the name ‘Triad’ sends shivers down my spine. It was now leaked. The monkey business of my father caused a stir in the business industry and a criminal organization was involved.Fudge! When I sprang the door open of Dante's office, I noticed him reclining cross-armed at his table and staring at me as though he were expecting my arrival. Fury vibrated through my being, and I sprinted to him, only to slap him hard.“YOU!” I roared, tears welled up in my eyes.He sighed as if that slap didn't matter to him at all. His eyes lowered to the floor, his hands gripped tightly at the edge of the table, and his breathing was getting heavier. “Calm down.”It’s obvious he’s annoyed, but he still managed to give me that calm tone.“HOW CAN I?! YOU LET THE WHOLE WORLD FIND OUT ABOUT THE FLASH DRIVE'S CONTENTS!”“Will you believe me if I tell you it's not me?” He looked me in the eyes, trying to make me believe with his soft gaze. I scoffed in disbelief. “Only you and I knew ab
CATALINAReading the diary page by page, word by word, truth by truth, makes my heart clench in rage and sorrow. My tears couldn't stop falling as a surge of pain struck me. Even though it hurt me so badly, I still need to know the truth.Dante’s mother had an affair with my father for five years.For five years, Dad hid everything from me. Why? And of all women, why is it Dante’s mother?I will not prevent him from dating someone else, I won't hate him for falling in love with another woman, but the fact that he hid it from me makes me feel betrayed. I put down the notebook and entered my dad's secret room. I tried to calm myself before opening the box where I saw the diary. I found old documents and the picture of my mother in a frame, which I saw at the back of the plaque on the shelves–the only picture of my mother in this house.But a DSLR camera caught my attention. I wiped my eyes with my hands and grabbed the DSLR. This is the camera I found in my father's car a year before h
CATALINA ‘The number you have dialed is out of coverage area. Please try–’I press the end button and throw my phone on the table with a sigh. Only five minutes are left before midnight, and James, my husband, is still not home. He wasn't answering his phone earlier, and now it seems his phone was turned off."Is he that busy?"Or... Did he forget it?My heart throbbed as my thumb played with my wedding ring. It was our wedding anniversary, but he didn't greet me. I was disappointed when I woke up this morning without him by my side.Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared down at the three pregnancy kits placed on the table. Yeah, it has two lines… It's positive… I'm pregnant. But I don't know how to tell James. We didn't talk for a week because we had a misunderstanding. My fingers fidgeted as the word ‘mother’ kept rummaging in my head. My mother left me when I was 8, and now... I'm becoming one.Will James be glad about it? He will, right? I will become a good, I mean, great moth
CATALINA I tightly shut my eyes when the sunlight hit my face as I stepped out of the lawn area of the women's penitentiary. My eyes were swollen from crying the whole night, and I couldn't believe I was sleeping on a cold floor in a small room with two unfamiliar women. While the case is still ongoing, I need to stay here until my innocence is proven. I still couldn't move on about the passing of my father, but everyone accused me of murdering the person I cherished in my entire life.They said he was poisoned by the food I delivered to him. But I don't remember delivering any food to my father's house. Fingerprints were discovered in the food pack, and it belonged to me, which is absurd.My chest tightened at the fact that no one believed me. Not even my husband, who didn't visit me since I was captured out of my will. A woman suddenly pushed me behind, causing me to walk forcibly to the lawn. They say we can play on this huge lawn for an hour under the sun. But I want to tuck my
CATALINATears welled up in my eyes as soon as the steel gate opened by a police officer, leading me to the outside world of hell. It feels like a year, even though I was just deprived of my freedom for two months.I was still confused as to why my case was dismissed. I kept asking the officers what happened to my father's death, but none of them gave me a response. Was he really poisoned? Who killed him? What's his motive? Or is it because he is a competitive businessman? I know he has a lot of enemies when it comes to the business world. I really need to talk to the lawyer and police officers who handled the case. But for now, I need to talk to James or Fiona. Maybe they know something too.I looked around, hoping to find my husband or sister, but there were no familiar faces or cars around. One car was only parked in front of the penitentiary with a plate number DM000, but I'm not familiar with it.I hailed a cab and headed first to my villa, where James and I were living. I was
CATALINA D-Divorced? U-Us? How the hell did that happen? Before I could even ask, James harshly threw a document on my feet. My brows furrowed at what was written in the document. A divorced agreement? But it confused me even more because of my signature. When did I sign it? I don't remember signing any papers while behind bars. God knows how he got it. “Leave now,” James impatiently said. “N-No…” My hand trembles as I touch my belly while staring at the papers on the floor. I'm not sure how to vent my rage. I don't know how to express all of this without hurting my baby inside me. “Don't make me repeat it, Catalina.” “No…” I run my hands through my hair, trying to calm myself. I have to hold it or else my baby will get hurt if I choose to obey these lingering feelings that almost lost my mind. “Get the hell out of my face now!” “NO!” Tears ran down my face again and again. I faced him with disgust and hatred as he did the same. “I'm pregnant, James.” I finally said i
CATALINAReading the diary page by page, word by word, truth by truth, makes my heart clench in rage and sorrow. My tears couldn't stop falling as a surge of pain struck me. Even though it hurt me so badly, I still need to know the truth.Dante’s mother had an affair with my father for five years.For five years, Dad hid everything from me. Why? And of all women, why is it Dante’s mother?I will not prevent him from dating someone else, I won't hate him for falling in love with another woman, but the fact that he hid it from me makes me feel betrayed. I put down the notebook and entered my dad's secret room. I tried to calm myself before opening the box where I saw the diary. I found old documents and the picture of my mother in a frame, which I saw at the back of the plaque on the shelves–the only picture of my mother in this house.But a DSLR camera caught my attention. I wiped my eyes with my hands and grabbed the DSLR. This is the camera I found in my father's car a year before h
CATALINAHearing the name ‘Triad’ sends shivers down my spine. It was now leaked. The monkey business of my father caused a stir in the business industry and a criminal organization was involved.Fudge! When I sprang the door open of Dante's office, I noticed him reclining cross-armed at his table and staring at me as though he were expecting my arrival. Fury vibrated through my being, and I sprinted to him, only to slap him hard.“YOU!” I roared, tears welled up in my eyes.He sighed as if that slap didn't matter to him at all. His eyes lowered to the floor, his hands gripped tightly at the edge of the table, and his breathing was getting heavier. “Calm down.”It’s obvious he’s annoyed, but he still managed to give me that calm tone.“HOW CAN I?! YOU LET THE WHOLE WORLD FIND OUT ABOUT THE FLASH DRIVE'S CONTENTS!”“Will you believe me if I tell you it's not me?” He looked me in the eyes, trying to make me believe with his soft gaze. I scoffed in disbelief. “Only you and I knew ab
CATALINADante was leaning his back against the couch, hands clasped together, his soft gaze didn't leave mine. I noticed his white polo sleeves were a bit wet while his black coat draped at the arm of the couch. He looked tired but still managed to give me a smile. I looked away to the window, avoiding my heart being softened with him.I crossed my arms, hiding my fidgety fingers, as I leaned against the doorway. “Why are you still here?” I firmly said.“To make your dinner.”My hands curled into fists as soon as I heard his husky voice. But he made that? I thought it was Abby.With a sigh, I headed to the stairs. “Thank you for your kindness. I will repay you someday. Just put this on the tab–”“How are you?”I halted in my tracks, my hand gripping on the railings of the stairs.“I'm good. Great. Perfect,” I confidently said without turning to him.God knows how much I miss him, but I just can't win my feelings over the problems we have. We need to resolve this, but I don't know
CATALINA“Is he still outside?”Abby shrugged. “I think so.” With a frown gazed through the window; a heavy pelting of water thundered against the pathway.I crossed my arms while biting my bottom lip, glancing at the door and at Abby.“You should be worried about your master’s condition outside. As you can see, the rain is becoming heavier.”“If you're worried, why don't you let him in–”“I’m not worried.” I cut her words off.I slammed my body on the couch while staring at the door. “It seems that you are.”Rolling my eyes, I sighed in annoyance. “Just check your boss, Abby.”She finally took out her phone. But it only took her a second to show me her screen.“No signal.”I scoffed in disbelief. “Seriously?”“Seriously.”“Then, go out and check him–”“No umbrella.” She tilted her head as she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “Or raincoat.”Groaning, I gripped tightly at the throw pillow, holding my frustration and trying my very best not to explode in fury.I know what sh
CATALINADoes Dante know? That's the first question that keeps running through my mind.She was murdered, not a suicide. Ben was her love, not Dante. But why did he say that Karyl liked him, and the next day, she ended her life on her own? Does he know about Ben Aaron's connection to Karyl? Was Dante telling a lie? Or he doesn't know about the private matter of Karyl.Ben was the prime suspect in her case, but he proved his innocence. Because of a lack of evidence to find the real culprit, her case remained cold for years.My palms ran across my face, and I stared at the tombstone of my baby. I should have been thinking about who was responsible for my baby's death, but my head was all over these things.I don't know why I'm bothered by Karyl. Maybe because I'm afraid that Dante was really lying to my face all along. He was not hiding something from me, but the truth he kept spouting was a complete lie.I don't know what to believe anymore.I got up from the grass and gathered all
CATALINAShould I listen to my brain, screaming to press the button out of curiosity, or should I believe my anxious heart not to do anything, afraid that something dangerous might erupt out of nowhere?Instead, I carefully followed the wire of the lamp and it led me to the wall behind the bedside table. A hole in the wall was connected to something in another room. I ran to the other side. It's the library and there's nothing on this side of the wall. There's no hole. Only a plain, dusty, dirty white wall.Confused, I knocked on the wall and was surprised that the wall there was not concrete. It seems like wood or something. Plywood? I continued knocking while pressing my ears to hear something until I could hear something fall on the floor.Dashing out of the library, I entered the bedroom again and didn't see anything on the floor except the book and the shattered glass of the lamp.There’s a hidden room between the bedroom and the library. Running my hands on the wall, I find a r
CATALINAI was quiet the whole flight back to New York. Yvette was freaking out while calling Dante. There was an emergency about the expansion in Mexico.I didn't know what the problem was because my mind was occupied with what Mrs. Yu had said.She successfully messed up my mind without effort, except by wasting the helicopter gasoline and flying to the Isle of Marci just to spout things.I don't know what to believe, but she slowly convinces me to open the flash drive when we get back home.As soon as we arrived home, with big strides, I headed inside the house.“Lina,” Dante called after being busy with his phone and laptop for hours.He followed me behind, looking like a puppy, scared at my silence the whole time. He didn't get a chance to talk to me after Mrs. Yu left because of the problem in the company.I felt his hand wrapped around my arm, gently pulling me to him.“What did she say?”I shoved his hand and shook my head. “Nothing.”With a sigh, I reach the stairs, but Dante
CATALINA“You're my niece, Cat.” Her face brightened, opposite to mine. “Biological niece.” “Shut up! Neither of my parents has siblings.”My hands curled into fists as I sneered at her. I know better than anyone else that my parents are both only children. “Your mother is my biological sister.”I scoffed, annoyed at her continued lies. “Why are you making up stories?”“I am not making up stories and if you want proof, I will give it to you as soon as we get back to New York.”“I’m not a fool to believe you.”I turned my back on her, leaving her completely, as she was only wasting my time with her dramatic bluff stories.“Dante knows about it.” I halted in my tracks. “He knew very well that you and I are blood-related.”My intense gaze meets Dante’s scowl. He leaned on the wall, hiding his hands inside his trousers pockets. His gaze didn't leave mine.Was it true? Based on how he doesn't want me to talk, meet, or even just get near Mrs. Yu, I think this woman is indeed telling the
CATALINAI woke up a little before Dante, watching him sleep softly beside me. His breathing hitched for a moment, and he grumbled something, falling back into his dreamland. A smile crept on my lips upon remembering how he said those words. I saw the blanket above his crotch create a small lump. What is he dreaming that made his manhood erect like that? Our sex on the beach yesterday?With a sly smile, I slid myself under the blanket, slowly slipping off his boxers and wrapping my mouth around his morning wood. Just greeting him with a ‘good morning.’I feel him shift, and the blanket is moved from over me. I look up and have eye-to-eye contact with Dante."Good morning to you too..." He says, smiling and lifting his head to get a good look at me. I reach up, my fingertips against his forehead, and push him back down to his pillow. He moaned as I continued my tongue, tracing every part of his skin. I sucked gingerly and began to feel the pulse come through him."Lina..." He whisp