CATALINAHe dragged me into the next room and let go of my arm. He peeked outside, glancing in both directions of the hallway before carefully closing the door.I gaze around the room. In a quiet, dimly lit space, there are shelves lining the walls, stacked high with boxes, tools, and forgotten odds and ends. A faint scent of dust and old wood lingers in the air, mingling with traces of cardboard and metal. In the corner, a rusted filing cabinet stands, its drawers slightly ajar, revealing yellowed papers and miscellaneous trinkets tucked away long ago. Despite its cluttered nature, there’s an odd sense of order. Every item has its place, waiting patiently to be needed once again.“You knew the people she imprisoned?”Mr. Yu got my attention. He stood like an immovable pillar, with piercing eyes and deep furrows carved into his brow, each wrinkle a testament to battles fought, wisdom earned, and an unyielding will. I admit his presence was a force, heavy in the air.But I didn't fal
CATALINA I darted around my room, eyes scanning every surface with urgency. I checked the bedside table, tossed aside pillows, and rummaged through the drawers with growing frustration. Kneeling beside the bed and peeking underneath, my fingers brushed against dust but found nothing. I stood up, hands on my hips, exhaling sharply. “Where is it?” My mind raced, retracing my steps from earlier. Where’s my phone?My pulse quickened as I checked the bed for the third time, only to find it as empty as before. With a sigh, I collapsed onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering where on earth it could have gone.Did Abby take it with her? Or Catherine might have found out?I recalled Catherine’s words last night.Did Dante kill Uncle Mondo? That's such a heavy accusation just to tarnish Dante's reputation.Though I will never believe Catherine's words, not until Dante tells me and provides a reason for doing so. He wouldn't do such a thing to my father, right?But… if he was involve
DANTE “They won't let me in,” Abby said as soon as she entered the car.F*CK!Lina is now alone inside that goddamn mansion. I already warned her about her safety; I already warned her about those Chinese devils. But she did not listen!I can help her with what she wants to do, but she loses her trust in me. F*ck!I slammed the steering wheel, furious at the situation. And the fact that she's engaged with that Luhan bastard added to the fuel.“What should we do, Mr. Marcellos?”I shut my eyes as I leaned my head against my backrest, thinking of a way to get Lina out of that den.But… she will hate me for invading her privacy again.“L-Let's wait until tomorrow. She doesn't like me jumping into situations without giving her a heads-up.”I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, but it was only ringing.“Why the fuck is she not answering? Did you really give her the phone?” “Yes.” She nonchalantly uttered.I only sighed in irritation.What's the use of her phone if she won't answer my
CATALINABefore I could even speak, I was pulled away from Luhan’s arms, and a familiar scent invaded my nostrils. The fiery eyes of Dante on Luhan made me shiver down my spine. I could feel the fury in the way he gripped his hand around mine as well.With this interaction, we caught everyone’s attention.Catherine was glaring at me and Dante. Dante is glaring at Luhan, and so is he. While here I am, conscious of the people staring at us.Not another gossip about us again.“Dante, don’t,” I whispered, with a hint of warning.He remained composed, but his eyes and hand that clenched around my wrist indicated he was fuming inside. He’s been battling a glaring contest with Luhan, who only gives him an amused look.“Catalina, let's go.” Catherine’s tone was urgent.She really hates me getting close to Dante and I don't know why.I tried to get away from Dante’s grip, but he wouldn't even lift his finger off my wrist. “Dante, let go of me.”“Yeah, let go of my fiancée, Mr. Marcellos.” M
CATALINA A dashing Dante Marcellos, holding a wine while wearing a profound face, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.Why is he everywhere?!Before Luhan could even talk back to him, I pulled Dante by his wrist and away from the eyes of those people who knew about us.Well, I guess no individual didn't know Dante and his relationship with me.I let him go when we reached the balcony and I hastily closed the door. Abby was waiting inside while guarding the door.“What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed, frustrated that he really came here after what happened with him and Mr. Yu.“I arranged this party just to see you.”“WHAT?!”A smirk flits across his face, indicating he's just messing with me.Damn, he almost gave me a heart attack. I anxiously ran my hands through my hair as I leaned against the railings while letting out a sigh. Just then, a chilly breeze made me wrap my arms around myself and tighten my coat. I totally forgot it's freaking cold outside.I suddenly felt Dante’
CATALINAI softly moaned as soon as the hawthorn fruit coated in rock sugar invaded my mouth and a soft and sweet flavor melted on my tongue. Crunchy and sweet on the outside but soft and tart on the inside. “What is this?”“Tanghulu.” I raised my gaze at the man who was sitting in the opposite seat. It was Luhan Wang.He's been there since I sat here while I was devouring my own food. It's annoying that he did not leave me alone.Don't tell me he took Catherine’s words seriously.“Don't believe her words. She's just drunk.”With a sigh, I pick up a bun that has yellow filling inside. I don't know what this is, but I think it will taste good–“We never know.”My brow raised at Luhan. What does he mean by we never know?“I will not get married again. I've had enough and am so done with it.”I rolled my eyes and was about to eat the bun, but his next words made me lose my appetite.“What if it works out this time?”I cursed at him through my death glare. “What the fuck?”He smiles smu
CATALINA“I saw you with Catherine taking off earlier. Where have you been?” Mr. Yu asked as soon as I closed the door of his, I think, study room.With a scowl, I face him, comfortably on the couch and light a cigarette. I stared at him, confused by his query.Why is he asking me about that?“You can ask your wife regarding that matter, sir.” I firmly responded and leaned against the door.I don't have plans to sit and have a chit-chat with him. There are still more important things I should work on today.He scoffed as his gaze on me became stern and cold. “This is my second and last time to ask you. Where did you go?”He's kind of intimidating. His fingers tapping on the armchair caught my attention. He seems impatient, seeking the answer he wanted.But why can't he just ask his wife about it?“Shopping,” I lied instead. “You didn't bring any paper bags with you.”Shrugging my shoulders, I crossed my arms over my chest and reasoned, “I couldn't find anything pretty.”His jaw clen
CATALINAKill him?My eyes darkened at the man. He had a huge gash cut across his cheek, one eye swollen shut, and a mosaic of blue and purple bruises on his face.He hung heavily with a rope around his wrists, gasping for breath, blood trickling from his mouth and wounds.He looks unrecognizable, but I figure out who he is through his skull tattoo on his left chest.“Kill the person who killed your baby, Catalina.”James…My hands curled tightly and firmly, smoldering with resentment as rage thrummed through my veins.The fury and pain came back, and without a word, I took hold of the gun, aiming it at James.This is what I was supposed to do if I found out who was responsible for my baby's death. I want him to feel the pain and sorrow I experienced when he took the innocent life from me.“Ma'am–”“Shut up.”Catherine stops Abby from interrupting.“You don't have to do this–”“I said shut up, Black woman!”“Remember who you are.”My finger trembles at the trigger. “If you won't shut
CATALINA“Does she really have to be with you all the time?”Catherine’s comment about Abby tagging along with us made me roll my eyes in disbelief. “Yes. She’s my air, so I can't live without her.” I uttered lazily and looked at her with a serious face. “Really,” I continued firmly, trying to hide my laugh at her reaction.She groans as she looks away, shaking her head. Obviously, she didn't take my joke.I know she doesn't want Abby with me all the time, but that's one of my conditions for agreeing to come with her here in China.I take a glance at Abby behind me. She looks uncomfortable, sitting beside the man who has been chewing his gum for an hour now.“So, where are you taking me? You're not going to bury me ten feet below the ground just because I talked back to you, right?”We're in an SUV with Catherine, her two armed men, and a driver. I'm not sure where we're heading. However, I don't feel nervous at all.It's not that I trust her. Because I know she hasn't used me yet an