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21: Catalina

Author: Natu_Kharis
last update publish date: 2026-09-14 18:35:35

Catalina stood in front of the full-length mirror and tested the black heels with a slow roll of her ankles. She had missed this. She walked around the room as Elena squealed on the FaceTime call, her phone propped in a way that got her full reflection from the full-length mirror.

"Girl, you're walking those heels like you've never taken them off all your life."

"Clock it, bitch." Catalina laughed as she stared at herself.

The way they changed her posture, the clean line of her legs—she h
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  • The Angel Who Saved The Mafia Boss   22: Leon

    The drive home was quiet; Leon sat angled toward the window but his eyes kept drifting back to her. Catalina rested one shoulder against the glass, the emerald dress still perfect under the low interior light, the waves of her hair falling exactly where the stylist had placed them. She looked content. Almost soft. She had a small smile on her face, the kind of satisfied look that came after a night that had gone exactly the way she wanted.He had watched her at the event flirting and dancing with Andre, and he almost lost a deal because he couldn't concentrate. Catalina was dancing with another man. He was angry, yet he couldn't take his eyes off her body, and his cock didn't agree to stay angry with him. The bastard had been up all night.He had followed every one of their moves; Andre Ashford’s hand on the small of her back, the way she had tilted her head when she laughed at something the man said, the knowing little smiles she gave him. He had stood among business associates, pret

  • The Angel Who Saved The Mafia Boss   21: Catalina

    Catalina stood in front of the full-length mirror and tested the black heels with a slow roll of her ankles. She had missed this. She walked around the room as Elena squealed on the FaceTime call, her phone propped in a way that got her full reflection from the full-length mirror. "Girl, you're walking those heels like you've never taken them off all your life." "Clock it, bitch." Catalina laughed as she stared at herself. The way they changed her posture, the clean line of her legs—she had spent an extra hour in the spa getting her legs waxed. She had gone weeks in flats and not dressing up, but tonight she was dressed up again, and it felt right. The personal stylist Leon had arranged arrived that afternoon with options far better than the dress she and Elena had bought. Catalina tried on three before settling on the emerald one. It was short, fitted through the waist and hips. The kind of dress that made her stop and look at herself twice. The colour sat against her skin, g

  • The Angel Who Saved The Mafia Boss   20: Leon

    He had abandoned the chess game hours ago. The board still sat in the study exactly as she had left it, the pieces unfinished, the white queen hanging two squares from the edge.He had rushed into the adjoining bathroom as soon as she left the room, his cock throbbing in his right hand. He leaned into the wall as he worked himself up and down, concentrating on the images of her in his head.“Fuck,” he groaned as he felt his load building at his tip.Images of her long legs in her bikini flashed through his mind, along with her scent and the way her lips had curved into a smile. He moaned as he came—thick cream splattered across the toilet bowl, hanging from his fingers in thick threads as he slowed down, groaning and cursing under his breath.He cleaned himself up, arranged himself, and went back into his study. As he crossed the study to his desk, her faint scent lingered in his nostrils, and his eyes moved to the chessboard and the chair she had just vacated almost on their own. His

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    It was a hot afternoon, and Catalina was lounging in the pool, her new favorite place. Her ankle had finally healed properly, and she was planning to resume work at Verve soon. She felt ready to move on, but after nearly a month at the estate, she was getting bored with the same routine. she was getting sick of coming home as early as seven in the evening. She needed music, she needed the nightlife, she needed the pinch of her heels.She had caught Leon working out in the gym house a few times in the early hours of the morning when she couldn't sleep, and whenever her mind felt restless, she found herself heading for a dip. She had spent most of her time at the estate going through the documents in her room, and somehow, everything kept circling back to the Ashfords. She had spent so many nights going over everything she had on them that she could probably draw their family tree in her sleep.There wasn't much to do around the estate. She enjoyed the cozy views and balconies where she

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    Leon rode in the back of the black car, his phone lying face-down on his thigh as the city moved past. Outside, traffic crawled and the sun sat low enough to throw long shadows across the buildings, but none of it held his attention for long.He had not seen Catalina in two days.He had deliberately gone home late after their encounter in the kitchen. He’d stayed at the office longer than necessary, buried himself in Brento’s case files and interrogations, and still caught himself thinking about her more times than he cared to admit. The image kept finding its way in—Catalina standing there in that oversized sweatshirt and those tiny shorts, bare legs. Every time it surfaced, his body reacted before his mind could shut it down, heat pooling low in his gut, his pants tightening hard enough that he could not ignore it. He hated the lack of control more than almost anything else.He looked out the window and forced his attention back to the matter at hand.After Brento’s confession, he

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    Catalina was beginning to settle into Leon's estate. It had been two weeks since she got the envelope, and she had been trying to reach the owner of the phone number attached to the apartment where her mother had been found. She had examined the documents in the envelope many more times, enough to suspect that the actual time of her mother's death and the time published publicly were a week apart. She had packed all her investigation articles into the estate, allocating a separate room in her suite for it. She left the pink-colored room bare, with only the pictures and articles attached to the wall. She spent most of her time inside the room, so she had dragged the duvet from the bed into the room, along with her laptop and chargers, and there were plates and cups littered around the room. The main suite's bedroom was almost untouched, save for her clothes on the bed. The estate was a massive expanse of land, and from her balcony she could see the crimson lake, which opened into a

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