All Chapters of THRUSTS AND TEMPTATIONS [Steamy and Short Eroticas): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CATALINA’S POVI stood naked in the middle of the cabin with only a pair of So Kate’s, waiting on my bodyguard. We had finally settled on a location for our trysts after Nate found out. We almost got caught having sex in the car by my driver the other day. And the next, we were almost caught my the entire college when we did it in the orientation hall. The cabin was a private property I bought under a different name. Not even Papa was aware of it. The door pushed opened and Javier stepped in. He paused the moment his eyes fell on me. My nipples and thighs were covered with whipped cream. “Oh, there you are,” I cooed, batting my lashes at him. “I’m so clumsy I spilled the whipped cream all over myself. Would you be a dear and lick it off me please?”He shut the door behind him, his jaw dropped. “I can do better than that.”He dropped the food and snacks on the floor and took off his clothes. I spilled more whipped cream on my chest, my eyes on his beautiful body. Javier’s mouth cr

CATALINA’S POVONE WEEK LATERI sat by the fireplace in my room, staring into the flames and wishing I could burn Nate alive but he was already dead. The image of Javier’s face when they took me away clung to my mind. The table was full with the plates of food that the maid brought me but I never ate. I hadn’t seen him in over a week and for all I knew, he could be dead or dying in one of Papa’s cell. Or he could have gone away for good. A knock on the door distracted me. “Open up, Catalina. It’s your Papa.”I didn’t respond but he was persistent this time. “Go away,” I screamed. The room smelled like burnt wood and old perfume and every quiet thing in it felt wrong now.“Open this door, mi hija,” Papa said. “Please.”“Go away,” I yelled again. My throat was hurt from exhaustion and weakness. I wiped at my tears with the back of my hand and kept staring at the fire but fresh ones fell out anyways. The lock clicked softly, and the door creaked open. Of course he had a spare key.

CATALINA’S POVPapa walked into my bedroom and caught me right in the middle of attempting to slit my wrist. “Catalina!” He called out. “What are you doing?”His voice startled me, and the blade slipped from my fingers, clattering onto the floor.“I told you not to come in here,” I said, wiping at my face quickly.He strode forward and grabbed my wrist before I could hide it. The thin red line on my skin was shallow, but it was enough to make his breath catch.“Are you out of your mind?” he said, his voice shaking. “What have you done?”“Why does it matter?” I said quietly. “You’ve already taken everything from me.”“Don’t say that.” His grip tightened around my arm. “You think this will bring him back? You think hurting yourself will change anything?”I pulled free from him. “You sent him away! You did this to me. You made me wish I wasn’t alive.”He stepped back, his expression breaking apart. “Catalina, I—”“You what?” I demanded. “You’re sorry? You think sorry fixes this? You too

I ran away. I literally ran away from Giovanni’s house when he stated his price. I knew my husband, Diego was full of shit, but I couldn’t bring myself to cheat on him and with his father of all people. Not like I wasn’t tempted to. Giovanni was everything his son wasn’t. He was easily dominating without needing to hit me to prove it. I was even more surprised when he let me leave. But that must be because he knew I’d be back. Diego hauled his dinner across the room. “What the fuck is this poison? Who made that shit?”My hands trembled as I sat beside him. “The staff made the food.”He turned to me, hate blazing in his eyes. “And where were you when they made this? What were you doing, you whore?”I swallowed. “I was doing the other chores. I had to wash your clothes with my hands because you warned me to never use the washing machine.”He pulled my hair from the back, hard. “You lazy rodent. How many minutes does it take to do the laundry by hand, huh? Let me guess, you were tal

It had been four hours since he left. I waited on the couch, hoping he’d come back soon but he didn’t. So I went to bed, my hand on my clit as I tried to relieve the tension. The door suddenly pushed open and Giovanni walked in. My hand froze. His eyes moved down and caught me. “I leave for a few hours and you already miss me?”I nodded, barely breathing. He stepped closer to the bed. “And you’re wet already?”I nodded again. “Well, don’t stop on my account,” he said. “Go on. Touch yourself.”My hands started moving again in slow circles. He chuckled. “So you just lay there, thinking about me while you drench your fingers? Do you do that too when you lie next to your waste of a husband?”I nodded again. I couldn’t find my voice. “You’re my little slut, aren’t you,” he teased, his hand brushing my exposed nipples. “How do you lie with Diego when all you really want is his father?I moaned as he pinched both nipples, my hand moving faster. He moved my hand away and replaced it w