"How dare you!" She moved towards me, her hand in the air, ready to attack. I clasped it tightly. "Let go of me!" She looked really mad, her face flamed up in anger and when I didn't release her, she retorted to doing something else. She stumped on my foot with her riding boot.
"Fuck!" I exclaimed, releasing her at one. She tried hitting me again and like the first time, I held her, both hands this time.
Pushing her back into a wall, I had her cornered. The adrenaline rush was leaving her system and she calmed down a bit. Her once-heavy breathing slowed. She looked like a dear caught in the headlight. I parted her legs, and one of my thighs lay in between before she got any idea like kicking me in the groin.
I stared at her for a while, her eyes closed and she controlled her breathing more. I finally got a close look at her features. Her eyes I once thought were black were a medium brown, like cinnamon. Her lips were craved to perfection with the bottom being fuller, taking a shade of pink. A cute, straight nose lay between both features. Her cheeks suddenly hit up and that's when it occurred to me that I was staring. She looked so uncomfortable and tried to break free but I wasn't having it.
"Are you calm now?"
"I'm coming for you, God, I hate you!" She spoke each word so calmly, that I wasn't sure if she was serious.
I smirked, "it doesn't matter though. At least I'll get to leave this world after tasting you. It would be worth it."
To put it lightly, she was enraged. She gave a battle cry and from nowhere, pushed me. I was caught off guard and stumbled back. She looked me dead in the eye and said. "You'll pay for this."
I paced around my office in a rage. I felt insulted and betrayed. Just when I was starting to let my guard down, he went and kissed me! I didn't know what to do but one thing was sure, he was going to pay for disrespecting me. I finally sat, thinking of a plot when my nanny walked in.
"Catalina, what's wrong dear?"
"It's nothing, Nana. I'm just frustrated, that's all." I stopped pacing and walked away from the door.
"I'm not blind, Cat," she called me out. "I may have taken care of you for only a short while but I know that look. Something is bothering you, child. Won't you tell me what's going on?"
"It's nothing, Nana." I couldn't possibly tell her what was going on. She would talk me out of taking my revenge. My pride hung every bit of itself on this revenge. It was the only thing I had left. The only thing that hadn't been taken away from me yet. Nana was a pure and old soul. She believed in the goodness of others and not taking revenge.
"Is it Andre?" She had this playful look going on.
"Who?" I questioned, confused.
"The boy you were in the stables with a while ago, his name is Andre. Your parents and his parents were friends. You two use to play a lot back then, that was until you left and decided not to come back." Her sad eyes bore into mine
"I saw what happened, whatever you are plotting, please think it through. I know that look you have on. It's one where you are about to make a decision you know is wrong but will go through with it anyway. When will you change Cat?" I wasn't liking where the conversation was heading so I gave a lame excuse. "I'm working, can we do this some other time." She gave me a disapproving gaze, shook her head, and left.
I rearranged my thoughts, pushing Nana's warning to the back of my head. Nothing could go wrong, I had to show him who was boss.
"Catalina!" A husky voice yelled. All heads turned to the source. It was Andre.
"Why did you do it?" I was startled by how close he was. He pulled me out of my seat, my wrist enclosed in his hand.
"You knew how much those cattle meant to me and you still went ahead and bought them." He gave a pained laugh. "Heck, you don't even need them. You have more than enough already so why did you buy them? To spike me?" He asked rhetorically.
"Why are you doing this?" He walked closer, his gaze fell on my lips. "Because of a stolen kiss?" He gulped as his eyes turned cloudy like he relived the memory. "If you hate it so much, I could return it." He dipped his head, aiming for my lips when a loud sound resonated. I slapped him, causing his head to turn from the impact. The hall fell ghost-quiet.
The slap had both of us stunned. His face was reddening, I was sure it would leave a mark. I was regretting my decision when he turned to face me. His eyes which always seemed so playful darkened and I stepped back. He took the initiative and stepped closer. I was about to open my mouth to apologize, he forced me to the ground. I fell to my knees as he held my hand tightly. I tried freeing it with the other but it ended with him tightening his hold. I whimpered, already feeling the loss of blood supply from how hard he held me.
"Beg!" My eyes involuntarily widened. He looked dead serious from how hard his eyes were. His jaw was locked together. He looked like he was holding himself back
"Never!" I replied and spat in his face.
His eyes closed and took a deep breath, he opened them and did what I thought wasn't possible. He tightened his hold, even more, and my palm turned pale. I gasped, holding on to a whitish palm.
"Let go! You are hurting me." His hand left my wrist like he was burned. He looked around and watched as all eyes fell on him, each page of eyes holding different emotions from the next.
I stood up immediately and his eyes came back to mine. They looked hurt and disappointment seemed to settle deep in them. I watched as he walked away, all eyes still fixed on him as he kept us in a trance.
He soon walked out the door and that's when the whispering began. I was in the middle of a meeting when he waltzed in like he owned the place. There and then, I knew the meeting couldn't continue after all that drama.
"You are all so useless! You saw how he had me pinned to the ground and yet none of you tried to lift a finger. I should have you all fired!" Fury ran through my veins like hot lava.
I trashed the meeting, tearing up all the files and kicking the tables to the ground. I let out a pained scream. My blood was pumping, I was thirsty for revenge once more. He pushed me to the wall this time, humiliating me in front of my workers. I felt powerless and I never wanted to go through that again.
"Reschedule this meeting!" I shrieked at them and left.