Catherine’s POV I was getting ready to go home when my phone vibrated with a text message.Momentarily abandoning the documents I was signing, I grabbed my phone to check.A smile creased my lips when I saw that it was a message from Owen, which read:“Hi, Cathie. I have today off, and I was wondering if you are free to have lunch with me today.”I was as free as a bird today because I had the morning shift, which I had just finished working, and tomorrow was also my day off, which meant that I could frolic however I wanted today.“Sure. Text me the address.” I typed back.Almost immediately, the text bubbles appeared on the screen, indicating that he was typing, so I waited.“Let's meet at Macquarie restaurant.” He replied, and I nodded even though, he couldn't see me before liking the message.The twins had finally resumed school today after over six months of being homeschooled. While I was still as paranoid as a shell shocked soldier, I didn't want the twins to miss out on social

Catherine’s POV “Do you care for pizza rolls?” Owen asked me, as I followed him into his newly-decorated kitchen.We were finally done decorating his house, and the outcome was perfect, just like I had expected.After some discussion with me, he had decided to go for a cozy yet minimal interior design, because he hatef flashy and obnoxious aesthetics.Thus, the walls of his apartment were painted white to complement the matte grey of all his furniture and window blinds.The whole place looked nice, like it was straight out of a Pinterest board.“You finally learnt how to cook,” I smiled, taking my seat on the kitchen island, while he donned a black apron.I could vividly remember how he used to shy away from the kitchen while we were in the orphanage, after he mistakenly burnt his palm by taking cake out of the oven, without cladding his hands in mittens.That incidence had given him some sort of PTSD, and ever since then, he never stepped into the kitchen again.He huffed but nodded

Catherine’s POV “So, I met someone,” Owen divulged, as he placed his suitcase on the sofa, before plopping onto an armchair nearby.Sitting on the armchair, my eyes gaped in a mix of surprise and glee. “Really? That's great to hear. Does she also work at the hospital?”“Yes, she's a dental nurse,” He said, reclining on the armchair. “She's really pretty and small, like an adorable bean. It's been barely forty eight hours since I saw her yet I'm so enthralled by her. Isn't it weird? I mean, for the past ten years, I haven't felt something so intense for a woman.”“That's great and not weird at all,” I said, smiling.“See, I told you that your special person will come when it's time, and you're already so smitten by her. That's cute.”“Yeah,” He beamed. “I'm thinking of taking her to the Michelin star restaurant downtown. I was initially planning on taking her to a seafood restaurant but she told me that she's allergic, so change of plans.”“What's her name?” I asked.“Lana,” He replie

Catherine’s POV The veins at my temples throbbed with an intense ache, as blinding rays of the sun shone on my closed eyes, causing me to instinctively reach beside me, to bury my face in Alessandro's massive biceps.However, I was stunned when I realized that the other side of the bed was not only unoccupied but also cold.Winking an eye open, I looked around the room, and let out a sigh of relief upon discovering that I was in mine and Alessandro's bedroom.I was about to sit up and recall how I had ended up in bed after work, when I felt someone grab my hand, forcing me to squeeze my eyes open.“You finally came to, baby,” Alessandro said, worry evident on his handsome face. “How are you feeling right now?”“My head hurts and my throat feels dry,” I croaked out, as he caressed the back of my hand softly, then pressed a kiss to it.“I'm so sorry this is happening to you, my love,” He said, pressing my palm to his cheek. “I'm sorry, baby. Please forgive me, I'll do a better job of p

Catherine’s POV “Hi, baby,” Alessandro's husky baritone wafted into my ears, as I placed my phone on speaker mode.I was currently lying on our bed, donning one of his favourite shirts, a shirt I had gotten him as a wedding present, with thongs.My husband was currently on a business trip in Texas. He had been gone for five days now and was due to return in three days, and to say I missed him was pure understatement.Waking up to his side of the bed getting colder as the days flew by stirred a pit of misery within me.It felt like I could barely function without him, as I was also on a work leave currently.“Hi,” I responded. “How was your day?”“It was good, yours?” He asked. “Have you eaten yet? Did the twins behave well? Do they miss me? Do you miss me?”Smiling, I nodded even though he couldn't see me. “Yes to all your questions. I miss you babe.”“Yeah?” His voice dropped to a dangerously low octave that turned me on in one second.“Yes,” I forced out, placing my phone beside me