All Chapters of A DROP OF BLOOD: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62 The Truth They Don’t Know ~KatherineThe first thing I heard that morning wasn’t the alarm clock. It wasn’t the sound of traffic outside the apartment or Cherry humming in the kitchen, nor was it the chirping of Mr Quinn's bird.It was Emilia’s little squeal.“Mummy! Mummy, come look!”I groaned, dragging myself up from the bed. The night before had been a storm in my head, replaying everything—his kiss, the slap, the dance, the whispers, the flash of cameras. I hadn’t slept. My eyes burned, my head ached.But when I stepped into the living room, all of that came crashing down in another way.All three of them—Emilia, Dante, and Alessio—were huddled together on the couch. Cherry sat with them, her phone in her hand, eyes darting nervously between me and the screen. Amy was pacing like she wanted to snatch the phone and throw it out the window.I didn't know what to do as I watched them all and recalled the cameras that had

Chapter 64 Torn Between ~KatherineI didn’t sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, Scar’s voice echoed in my ears, his hand crushing my cheek.Five years ago, I was fierce, bratty. I swear I could smack a judge on his seat and get away with it. I was calm but with a little bit of trouble here and there but now...I could barely sit without crying.I feel pathetic!I've been thinking about everything happening in my life.And then there's Alexander. His threat to take the children.Would he have taken them had I not given in? A part of me knew he said that because he wanted me to be triggered to answer the damn question, but would he have gone through had I been stubborn?I wouldn't lie, though. I agreed because I didn't want my kids to look behind their backs anytime they were coming back from school, or at school, where they should be relaxed and happy.Maybe I also did it for me.But lying right now and thinking abou

Chapter 66 The World Knows ~KatherineAt first, I thought he would respect my words.He promised—for the children, only for the children.But Alexander always found a way to twist things, to bend them until the meaning was his and not mine.Like this morning at breakfast.We were all gathered at the long dining table, Emilia swinging her legs under her chair. She does that every time she hates her legs in the air rather than on the floor, but she wasn't old enough, and she wouldn't want to use a little chair. She said it made her look too small.I was buttering bread when Alexander leaned closer, brushing his fingers deliberately against mine.I froze. His touch was warm, and I loved the way his hand folded and unclenched with the veins running through each finger.“Mama, Papa kissed your hand!” Emilia squealed, clapping her hands like it was the most magical thing in the world.God help me.I glared at Alexander, ready to yank

Chapter 68 Our Company ~KatherineThe first thing I felt was warmth. It's been a long time since I felt this good waking up.Something heavy but soft pressed around me, and for a second I thought it was one of the kids crawling into bed with me like they always do.But when I opened my eyes, I froze.I was not in my room. I was in the living room, on the couch, and right under me was.... Alexander.I gasped silently. My head was resting on his chest, my body curled against him like I couldn't get enough of the warmth.His arm was locked tight around my waist, holding me close even in sleep.I blinked hard, trying to remember what happened last night. I remembered him hugging me. I remembered how he patted my back when I cried and whispered that I should sleep. But the rest… nothing.What happened after that? I couldn't remember.He looked so peaceful in his sleep.Alexander Vitali, the man who terrified half the country, the wo

Chapter 70 Possessive~AlexanderShe was warm in my arms.The first thing I registered when my eyes opened was the faint weight pressed against me, soft hair tickling my chin, her small body curled into my chest like she belonged there. Katherine. She did belong in my arms.I didn’t move. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel the need to. My arms were locked around her waist, protective, unwilling to let her go.Cause I didn't want to and God damned me if I did.Her breathing was steady but I felt the moment she woke up. The slight hitch in her voice and the way her body stiffened.And then I felt her stare, it was hard not to open my eyes at that time cause I wanted to look at her and find out what she was thinking about. She tried to untangle my arms without disturbing me, and I tightened my hold on purpose.She whispered my name, almost too low to hear. It did something to me.If only I got to wake up like this ev