Chapter 14 : Catherine

"Here the earth, Graham," I said, waving my hand in front of his face.

He seemed to come out of his torpor after my at least fifth attempt. He turned to me with a dreamy smile.

"Graham, if you don't wipe that smile off your face, I'm going to send you six feet under earth" I said, grinding my teeth.

He burst out laughing before saying; "You're just jealous," he said, sticking his tongue out at me. I glared at him and cursed him.

"Shut your mouth and walk over to that shop."

"You are not even trying to deny it"

"We respond with silence to imbeciles"

His eyes widened before saying;

"You did NOT just say that ," he said while emphasizing on the "not", tilting his head to the side, like a dog would, with a sadistic smile on his face.

Before I even blinked he rushed after me. I burst out laughing and took my best sprint towards the store. I walked in quickly without bothering to close the door, Graham being after me. As I tried to escape him, I bumped into a woman. Graham didn't stop in time and bumped into me causing the three of us to fall. While recovering from my fall I helped the woman to get up.

"Excuse us, I hope you are ok?"

"Why are you saying 'Us', it's your fault that ....." Before Graham could say his sentence, I whaled him, knocking him down again.

"Shit, are you crazy or what, it hurts ..."

I ignored him and turned my attention to the woman.

She chuckled before smiling softly at me. She answered my previous question and thanked me for my help. She had a Spanish accent, she had a mass of brown hair, beautiful and silky, almond-colored hazel eyes, full and plump lips, she had long magnificent legs.

In fact, she had the body of a barbie doll. She was taller than me. Basically, it's the complete opposite of me. She held out her hand to me with a friendly smile.

"My name is Bianca Tomson and this is my first time in Miami. Nice to meet you."

I grabbed her hand and introduced myself too.

"I'm Catherine Forester and tge guy behind me is Graham Sullivan."

She gave him a shy hello, still with her friendly smile.

Graham walked over and started a discussion.

“Well, we can say at least that it was a pretty eventful meeting,” he said with a smile.

"We can say that" Bianca said laughing.

"So, if I understood correctly, this is your first time here."

"Yes" she replied.

“Graham and I could show you around for a bit if you like,” I quietly offered with a smile on my face.

"I'd love to," she said.

I turned to Graham and asked him if he was bothered by it, to which he said no.

This is how the three of us spent the day together and at the end we exchanged our numbers.

Bianca was funny and relaxed, it was fun to be with her.

Graham drove me home. We joked and chatted on the way to my house.

As he pulled in front of my gate, I saw a black Chevrolet in front of my house.

Graham turned to me, looking worried when a man all in black got out of the car.

"Are you expecting someone?" he asked.

"No" I said while shaking my head.

"I think you should stay with me tonight," he said in a slightly worried voice.

I narrowed my eyes to try to see who it could be. By observing well I recognized the man, it was Matamorose.

Ignoring Graham's warnings, I got out of the car and went to meet him. It wasn't until I got to his level that I noticed Graham's presence behind me. He looked terrified, poor Graham, I thought trying to stiffle a laugh.

"Matamorose, what ..... are you doing here?"

"The Don asked me to take you to him."

"The Don?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, Don Dereck," he said quietly without any further explanation.

"Okaay .... I'll go get some things and come back."

"Alright, i'll be waiting."

I entered my house after reassuring Graham and was sure that he left. As I prepared a bag, I wondered where I had heard the word 'Don'.

As I walked down the stairs after turning off the lights, I remembered where I had heard that word.

It was the night I saw Samuel kidnap those girls, he said the 'Don wouldn't like to have damaged merchandise.'

I walked out of my house, walked over to the Chevrolet, shaking slightly, realizing that Derek was THAT DON.

Matamorose saw that something was wrong but didn't ask me any questions, for which I was grateful to him. On our way to wherever he was taking me to, I was lost in my thoughts.

If Dereck was the Don, didn't that mean he was the head of a Mafia? As far as I know this name is attributed to mafia bosses.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't notice that we had arrived until the car entered the grounds of the mansion. Frankly it was really beautiful and spacious. I didn't have time to admire everything because Matamorose went around an enormous fountain and parked just in front of the steps leading to the door of the manor. He got out and walked around the car, then opened the door for me and helped me out.

I raised my head when I heard footsteps. I saw Dereck descend the steps at an impressive speed with a man who looked like a butler at his heels.

As soon as he arrived at my height he took me in his arms and kissed me with unparalleled ardor, my legs gave way under me and my bag fell from my hands.

I returned his kiss with so much ardor, this kiss suddenly made me feel hot. I could feel it right down to the pit of my stomach and even between my legs.

I forgot the two men present when Dereck passed his hands under my legs and lifted me up. I crossed my legs around his waist. I then felt his erection against me and moaned.

He had to interrupt our kiss because we needed to breathe, he put an arm around me and held me tightly against him, preventing me from falling as he ran his other hand through my hair.

He then proceeded to carefully examine my face for any sign before saying;

"Mi diosa" he said with a smile that made his dimples appear.

[Translation: My goddess]

Even though I didn't understand what he was saying, it made me smile and turned my stomach around in a delicious way. I buried my head in the crook of her neck and tightened my grip around it.

He tightened the grip of his arms around me. He gave an order to the man who looked like a butler in another language, then led us inside.

As soon as we entered, the first thing that caught my attention was the fully glazed floor. The ground gave a glimpse of a whole marine life, it looked like the mansion had been built on a huge aquarium. The lights inside only made the show more beautiful.

"It's beautiful" I whispered.

"I'll ask Thomas not to shut it up then."

"Can you shut it up?" I asked surprised

"Yes, with the help of a remote control"

"I see"

He took us up a staircase that led to an elevator which we entered. He pressed the last button.

When the elevator opened he let us out quickly and headed for the left wing of the mansion. He entered the last room on the right at the end of the corridor.

He placed me gently on the bed before going to take my bags from the man who was waiting right outside the door, I had not even noticed him.

After he took my things he closed the door and turned to me.

"Is that your butler?"

"Yes," he answered, running his hand through his hair.

He put my things on the couch, and I began to observe his room. There was a couch, two armchairs all black in color, and there was a magnificent oak table in the middle.

There was a desk and a chair of the same type of wood near the window which overlooked the garden and a building that looks like a greenhouse but I don't think it's a greenhouse, it's way too pretty.

There were French doors leading to a terrace. The room was painted gray, the ceiling white, in some places there were very soft white rugs such as where there were armchairs and the likes, and under and around the bed.

The bed was a king size bed, equipped with a soft pillow as was the mattress. The pillowcases and sheets were baby blue. I like his room.

"What's the verdict?" he asked.

My gaze fell on him.

"What do you mean?"

"Since you were looking at my room from all angles," he said quietly.

I let out a small chuckle, then stood up and walked over to him. Getting to his level, I tiptoed and kissed him briefly then pulled away from him before he could react. With a smile on my face, I told him;

"The verdict is that .... I really like your room."

"Glad that you like it. The bathroom is over there, I'll be back later, I have something to do. Okay?"

I nodded like a kid, he smiled a little before kissing me languidly. He didn't pull away from me until we were both gasping for air.

He kissed my forehead before leaving the bedroom.

So I undressed and headed for the bathroom. As I entered the bathroom, the first thing I noticed was the jacuzzi. The room was the size of my living room on its own. There was a fairly spacious shower stall in one corner, there was also a huge tub. Frankly, I didn't even have the words to express myself. I was going to make the most of it, so I decided to use the jacuzzi.

.....................................

After a good bath which made me totally relaxed, I got dressed and decided to explore the mansion a bit.

At a certain moment I got lost but I found my way; I must say that this place is gigantic.

My exploration took me outside. As I made my way to the building that I had seen a little earlier through Dereck's bedroom window, I saw something that made my blood freeze. I placed my hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming.

I quickly hid behind a tree and tried to see and her as much as I could. I saw a man beaten to the point of being unrecognizable, there were other men around him. They pulled back and let Dereck walk towards the man to my horror.

Dereck crouched down beside the man, grabbed his hair and lifted the man's head sharply, ignoring the man's almost inaudible complaints.

"I gave you a week, Mr. Director."

"I know, I know, please Don, give me a second chance. I assure you this time around I won't disappoint you."

"The thing is, my patience is already running out."

I don't recognize Dereck at all. He looked like a psychopath with that terrifying smile he had on his face as he watched the man begging him and writhing in pain from his injuries and the beating he probably had earlier.

"After you, it will be your family, fear not" he said in a voice so soft it seemed like he was talking to a wounded animal.

After a while he shot the man without a hint of hesitation. I couldn't hold back the cry that crossed my lips.

Dereck's gaze immediately fell on the tree I was hiding behind. He looked at the tree as if he could see me through it. I held my breath. His face and shirt were covered in blood, as he stared at the tree, smiling with an insane glint in his eyes.

"Prenderla." he said quietly.

[Translation: Catch him]

He stood up as his men started to chase me as I started to run. I tried to hide but there was no adequate place to do so. Quickly, I was out of breath. Dereck's men eventually caught me. I struggled but they held me tight until Dereck arrived.

When he saw me, his smile suddenly faded. Seeing him covered in blood and that glint of madness in his gaze so closely, I uttered a cry of terror and struggled even more. I felt a syringe sink into my neck and everything turned black.