KatyaAs soon as I turned around and pointed the gun at that smug face, I realized two things.Christopher wasn't here, it was all a ploy to get me to this place, alone.And two, Ferrara was onto me. The man was more deceptive than I had given him credit for. That knowledge did nothing to quench the fiery pits of flame rising from my heart. If anything, knowing that he had only baited me with Christopher increased the fuel.My breathing quickened, "You are fucking delusional." Ferrara stepped out from the shadows created by the inside of the abandoned building where he had been lying in wait for me, and emerged with his eyes flaring.He had the fucking rights to be pissed off. Ferrara De Castello lowered his head as he walked past the door, his shoulders lifting in proud admittance of what he had just achieved, getting me alone.But as soon as his eyes caught sight of the weapon in my hand which was pointed at him, they narrowed to fucking angry slits. I swallowed a lump of burnin
Katya It happened in the flash of a lightening. One moment, I had slumped on the floors, shaking despite the suit covering me, with Ferrara looking like he had just seen a ghost, the most confused I had ever seen him be. And the next moment, fleets of cars covered our view of the waters and two groups of security dashed out of their cars, each surrounding their side. Ferrara's team started to point their guns at me when he lifted a hand, halting them. Like trained military, they dropped their weapons immediately. Kyrian and my own team were around me in a minute, and he offered his hand, his expression lacking a grudge for how I had kicked him before coming here. Slowly, I slid my hand into his and stood, and he placed supporting hands on my shoulders, leading me towards the car with my security surrounding us, their weapons drawn. "Contact the realtor and put me on the line, now." I wondered if I had imagined hearing those words from Ferrara as I climbed into the car and acc
Katya Our new home in the De Castello estate was palatial. The penthouse was scattered over several floors and had a magnificent rooftop deck which boasted of a phenomenal view of the city, an outdoor pool with a private water slide and a fountain constructed with a million dollar image of a woman and a child. It was the perfect luxurious family home with indoor and outdoor security, as well as large acres of land constructed with the kind of flooring that wouldn't easily injure a kid if they slipped. Somehow, the most sought after property in the U.S. had automatically become available and ready for us to move in within four days of signing the contract. I didn't need to ask if Ferrara had anything to do with it. "Mommy, it's so pretty! I love it here!" My son's screams pierced into my ears, triggering one of the alarms designed to go off whenever a loud scream was detected. My heels clicked as I walked around, watching the floor to ceiling translucent walls which offered a co
KatyaWine, buffet, decor, fireworks, lighting, red carpet...So far, the grand opening of the Petrov brand was going even better than I had envisioned. Security was stationed in different parts of the building to ensure that only the exclusively invited guests were coming in.Reporters were outside the building, taking pictures of the celebrities on the red carpet, the elegantly dressed guests completing the perfection of the event.From the elevated floor which was designed with glass walls, I stared at the guests mingling and taking pictures, with a glass of wine in between my fingers.I had no intention of having more than a sip tonight, but it felt good, powerful, to twirl that glass of wine in my hand while I watched the execution of a project I'd had for five years.Footsteps echoed behind me, and I turned slightly, expecting to see Kyrian who had stepped out to answer a call.Another person who usually made this kind of dramatic appearance was Ferrara De Castello, but I was su
Katya"Lee Alistair Jung, South Korean American, age 30, currently a lieutenant in the army, but has just received a letter of appointment at the police headquarters, from the senator himself."I stood at the terrace overlooking the magnanimous outdoor property, watching the clear waters from the fountain which contrasted the blue pools.My arms were folded in front of me, my long hair tumbling in all directions as the wind scattered it furiously. Seemed I wasn't the only one who had woken up puzzled."How did he get into the party? Was our system hacked? An invitation wasn't extended to him."I asked slowly, the thoughts in my mind making me ponder various scenarios. Was it a sense of loyalty or the same burning need I had to make Ferrara pay?Why had Alistair contacted us anonymously and kept feeding me information that always turned out to be genuine? Then he had suddenly disappeared, gone off the grid.Kyrian cleared his throat behind me and stated, "About that..."His hesitation
KatyaOpera music, courses of delicious meal and the greatest guest of all, Lady Awkwardness, graced the table with each clatter of cutlery against the plate..."More wine?" The butler asked, holding the bottle of red wine which had been poured into the wine glasses in front of us, with the exception of Christopher, who had cranberry juice in his."No, I'm good, thanks." I muttered to the butler who moved to the other men... Well, so far, none of them had managed to melt in the burning gaze they had had for each other."I didn't know that cops were paid enough to afford this unit, or that they could in fact, use false names to sign a lease." There was only one man who didn't have enough preservation to keep himself from making sarcastic comments in front of his four year old kid.Ferrara De Castello twirled the glass of wine in his hand, the dark red liquid swirling without making bubbles as he held the glass in between his fingers, with expertise.Alistair lowered his cutlery and sa
Ferrara"This isn't a good idea, you do realize that this club she just opened is going to be your competition?"Carlos was starting to sound like an infuriating alarm clock, constantly repeating the same thing over and over again. Too bad I couldn't just dispose of him for that.He had mentioned it when I asked him about membership of The P. Lux, and when I had the head of my tech team hack into their database and register our memberships. Turns out that it wasn't just an entertainment club, but the membership benefits included access to their new golf course, fitness and equestrian centres, as well as a spa and legal representation.Of course the price of membership was in tens of thousand dollars, but if it covered the relaxation and fitness as well as the legal protection of its clients, then it was fucking worth every penny.The car came to a halt, and I stepped out of the newly renovated luxurious property with a tall building which overlooked a good part of New York.On the b
Ferrara I am an impatient man. Even before I became a don, I didn't wait in long queues or have the patience to court a woman. After all, the only thing that ever mattered to me apart from my goal was the warm body of a woman against mine, and if they weren't interested in sex, I didn't waste any more time on them. The only place I exercised the luxury of patience was in bed, where I sent my partners to Paradise after making them anticipate heaven and hell. Tonight, I was bound to wait. With a fucking painful hard-on, I waited for the lights to be turned off before I pushed myself to my feet, just as the curtains were being pulled upwards. Some of the others in Paradise fumbled with their pants and looked guilty as hell. I wasn't the only one worked up by that performance that managed to be more sexy than sex itself, but it had awoken something more than arousal within me. I gulped the remaining wine in the bottle down my throat and stepped out through the back, a rush of