Chapter 3 : Dereck

I would recognize this voice among a thousand, I froze for a moment then turned around and he was looking at us, what was he doing here?. It was really my dad, the asshole. Suddenly she froze as she continued to stare at that point behind me, which turned out to be my father.

" It's been a while," he said.

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Catherine

More than once my gaze wandered over to the man in the black blouse, he looked old, maybe in his fifties, with a long, bushy beard but well groomed, he had tattoos that covered his entire body. back of his hand and neck, he also had a huge gash that ran down the bottom of his cheek causing up to his eyebrow arch.

I don't know why but he looked so familiar to me, I feel like I saw him somewhere but my memory didn't seem to want to help me remember.

Since we sat down Derek and I, this man has not stopped staring at us while drinking his beer every now and then. He scared me, he looks dangerous.

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Dereck

I didn't answer, I slowly stood up and apologized to Catherine. I then turned to my father.

" I don't want to cause any ruckus, so I think it would be better if you go," I said in a low voice.

He smirked then his gaze wandered briefly to Catherine before returning to me.

"Samuel didn't say anything to you this morning?"

"I told him that I will talk to him later," in a bored tone.

A low growl escaped his lips and he glared at me, his icy blue eyes were filled with rage, my father is 54, his once black hair was starting to take on a graying tint, he had a gash along his side left cheek up to his brow bone, he had wrinkles on his forehead, a square jaw, his height is 1m71, he was wearing a black blouse over a white t-shirt and blue jeans with black boots.

"And you didn't tell yourself he had something important to tell you?"

"Yes, but I didn't give a fuck."

"Be careful the way you talk to me Dereck. Do not look for trouble," he continued in the same tone.

"Otherwise what?"

I gave him my best smile and before he could answer my provocation I punched him, aiming well for the nose which incidentally broke under the impact, adrenaline rushed through my body and this feeling was so familiar to me that my smile widened and I wanted to punch him more but I stopped in time.

"Never come near me again, you mierda."

(Translation: Shit)

I walked over to my table and took my things without looking once at Catherine then sprinted towards the exit and got into my car and waited, a few minutes later she got into the car and handed me the rest of my coffee with shaking hands.

"Thanks for waiting for me."

I didn't bother answering and I started the car with a bang, she let out a terrified little cry but I didn't care, in barely an hour we got to the hotel. We entered the hotel and I walked towards the receptionist, as soon as she saw me arriving she understood that something had happened.

"Good evening Tania, send me Selena in a moment."

She nodded without asking questions, that was one of the things I like about her. I headed for the elevator with Catherine on my heels, once we got to my suite we headed towards and without even caring about her presence I took off my T-shirt.

I was so angry, I took a vase and threw it across the room. It crashed into the wall then I walked over to the mirror in the room and threw my fist into it.

"STOP" , screamed Catherine.

I turned to look at her and she froze, she looked terrified, I walked over to her and she started backing up, her foot hit the pedestal table and she fell on the couch, a laugh escaped me, I straddled her and crushed my lips on hers, I tried to force my tongue into her mouth but she kept her mouth stubbornly shut and tried to push me back, I took her hands in mine and put them above her head, I began to nibble her full lips and finally she parted her lips giving me the access I desired, our tongues played hide and seek then they wrapped around each other, she returned my kiss with ardor and passion and it excited me beyond words.

She bit my lower lip drew blood from it, I could taste my blood on our lips but it didn't made me back down, actually it turned me on even more, my Free hand descended to the buttons of her shirt and when I was about to open them, I heard a knock on the door. Taking advantage of my moment of distraction, she released her hands from my grip and pushed me away, so I stood up and realized that she had started to cry.

"Why are you crying?"

I crouched down to be on her level and tried to move her hands away from her face, she struggled but I managed to take her hands in mine. Her eyes were red and swollen, I then realized that it was my fault, even if in the end she returned my kiss I still forced her, I ran a hand through my hair not knowing what to do.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have done forced you, I said genuinely looking her straight in the eyes."

Fuck, I'm pissed off at myself, I don't know what got into me.

She nodded gently, with my thumb I wiped away her tears and a small smile appeared on her lips, now red and a little swollen.

"Do you really think she's going to forgive you? Do you take her for a joke," said a voice in my head.

"Shut up " , I told him. The voice began to chuckle.

"I have not fully forgiven you yet, you will be forgiven in another way."

"Hahahaha, what did I tell you my little Dereck," the same voice told me.

I ignored it and answered Catherine.

"Everything you want," I said, immediately regretting my words.

"She's going to make you pay for it, you shouldn't have said that," another voice said in my head.

I shook my head sharply, hoping not to hear those voices again.

"Are you okay ?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowed and the concern clear as rock water in her eyes.

"Hum, yes."

-OK, she said unconvinced

Catherine got up after a moment of silence, took her bag, greeted me with red cheeks and went out while I was laughing, a few minutes after Catherine went out someone knocked on my door and I went to open and Selena came inside.

"Was it you who knocked on the door earlier?"

" No. Your video is all over the net."

"It was obvious, wasn't it?"

Without telling her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me, then I buried my nose in her neck and inhaled her lilac smell, then I put my lips on her neck and sucked on it, my hands then drifted towards the buttons of her shirt which I undid while I whispered dirty words in her ear. I felt her take a deep breath, her skin covered with goose bumps and a shiver run down her neck as I was about to go further, but she gently pushed me away with one hand and walked away from me.

"Look, I didn't come here for that but to see if you're okay."

Her cheeks were on fire and her breath was gasping.

"Whatever you want, I'm fine, but you know what might make me feel better?"

"I see you coming Dereck," she said smiling; "and no, I don't have time, and since you're okay I'm going to leave right after I clean the knuckles."

She cleaned my phalanges, it didn't take much time by the way. I didn't even blink when she was working, as soon as she was done she left.

A few minutes later I heard the door slam, which meant that I was again alone in my suite.

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I woke up startled because of the ringing of my phone, I grunted, perceiving the pain that was itching at my phalanges, ignoring the pain I picked it up without even bothering to see the name that was displayed.

"Visconti," I replied in a deep voice.

" What the heck got into you today Dereck ?!" Damien yelled through the phone.

He was yelling so loud I had to move the phone away from my ear.

"The video is everywhere on the net. How do I do as your agent?"

"You say it yourself, you're my agent so ask yourself and leave me alone Damien, I'm not in the mood."

" You can talk, of course you're not in the mood after ........"

Before he could finish I cut the call then I stood up with the phone in my hand, I went upstairs and I walked to my room, once inside I went to bed .