All Chapters of Claiming The Heiress: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Alejandro This woman. Damn her. Now I am really angry because deep down I know she’s right, I know this is exactly what Pedro would’ve said, damn it, this is why I need her here for now.The buyer refused to talk to me and not being the owner I can’t do anything to find other buyers or finish the damn deal. I know it all, yet it is so hard to let go, to admit how useless and small I feel right now. Betrayed.I don’t reply, my stubbornness getting the best of me again and in the silence that falls between us again Katerina lets out a frustrated sigh.“God, you are so fucking bullheaded, you know that, right? You…” Katerina huffs in frustration as she gets to her feet and damn her, but my brain completely blacks out because how is it possible for someone to have such perfect legs? Oblivious to my stupid thoughts she starts gathering her stuff rapidly, huffing and murmuring someth

Katerina “What?” Alejandro repeats more than surprised. I guess nothing can wake you up better than the woman you hate admitting she spoke your language and understood every little nasty thing you said about her to others.“They are going to burn us down. Come at the fucking gate!”“Don’t move!” He orders and then hangs up.“Señora, please, this is a misunderstanding!” Alonso screams and now that he’s into the lamps light I can see the waterfalls of tears streaming down his face.His eyes are red like the core of the sun and his limbs are still shaking a little but I don’t care about him. He was plotting with someone to burn me down, I am not feeling sorry for his stupid ass. Not to mention I am pretty sure he’d attack me the second he got a chance. So, just to be sure I squeeze the pepper spray tighter in my hand, pointing it directly at him. My f

Alejandro I think about it for a second, my eyes narrowed at her. In such a short time this woman has managed to save our lands and is already asking the right questions. The questions I should’ve thought to ask first. But it’s not what I think about, not in the moment at least. No, I am trying to figure out the next target, just as she asked me to.The sugar canes, I realise with a start. Yeah, that’s it. I am pulling most my men to the warehouse to guard the extra crop for my life saving deal, all the while my main activity remains vulnerable, because I don’t have that many men to spare anyway. And if the sugar fields are hit, I loose longterm partnerships, my reputation and am forced to sell land to recover. Same as with the warehouse.“Fuck!” I utter under my breath, pulling Pegasus rains to head to the fields as soon as possible, my frustration growing because how could I miss this? But I know how.

Katerina “I will make sure these guys face trial together with the man who bribed them…” Eva starts passionately, but her voice trails off.“Evie, will you give us a moment?” I ask softly and she stares at me for a long moment before nodding and walking back into the house.And somehow, now that everyone else is gone, the silence is too deep and I don’t know what to do with myself.“You got hurt,” I finally say what I can’t stop thinking about for whatever reason.Alejandro only shrugs at that. “It’s nothing. I’ve gotten much worse.”“Well, I am going to look for the first aid kit,” I reply as I get to my feet but he stops me, his hand grabbing mine and forcing me back down.“Don’t…” he says in a low voice that makes my heart race for all the wrong reasons. He’s hurting, I realise, and it’s not only physical. “Can you just—stay for a moment? You— don’t have to talk, just…”A small sigh leaves me as pain t

Alejandro “I am sorry to interrupt, but are you going to have breakfast once you return?” Maria’s voice from the other end of the room breaks the moment and both me and Katerina step away from each other like we’ve been burned. Or caught doing something we shouldn’t. “We’ll have breakfast downtown, thank you,” Katerina replies sharply in Spanish, making Maria’s eyes widen a little. My aunt looks at me, a question in her dark eyes, but I avoid answering. “I need just a few minutes,” I tell Katerina and rush upstairs. And these are honestly the longest few minutes in my life. After the quickest shower in the history of showers, I find myself staring at my lacking wardrobe, feeling like a complete tool, because I have no idea what’s supposed to be decent enough to go to the town and match the casual way Katerina Eneva exerts elegance wherever she goes. I don’t even know why the hell I care how I look next to her, so I pin it to our rivalry, to the fact that I can’t, for the l