Billionaire Blood

chapter 8 - the french mafia

KATERINA MORALES NÉE SOLDANO

He stopped the car in a dark alleyway, turned to me and grabbed me by the throat.

"Listen here bitch. Don't you dare give me that attitude. I could kill you if I wanted to. I can make your life a living hell. You don't lay a hand on my people if you have any concern for yourself... or your family," he said with contempt.

I just narrowed my eyes at him.

"Did you just threaten me Morales?" I asked him with a smirk, "Do you realise that I'm the one who doesn't need you. My mafia is the most powerful in the world. I have spies across the globe. You even think of hurting my family and your family, your mafia and your business will all go down in flames."

His grip tightened around my neck as his eyes blazed with fury.

His hand was starting to hurt now so I punched him in the face and he swore then let go.

"How about you never fucking touch me again?" I said scornfully.

He ignored me and started the car again. We drove home and I took a hot shower being careful not to wet my stabbed leg.

The next morning...

When I went to go get ready, there was a big purple bruise on my neck. I scoffed at the fact Dante did that to me. I contemplated covering it up with makeup but decided against it. I winced as I took the bandage off my leg and replaced it.

I changed into a cream blouse and brown skirt. I wore a long brown trench coat and a matching purse and made my way downstairs.

When Helena saw me she shrieked. Loudly.

"My God, what in the world happened to you?"

I just kept quiet.

"Katerina... was it Dante? I swear will I kill that boy. I knew he was going through some shit, excuse my language, but to hurt you like that is unforgivable.
DANTE ALEXANDER CASTEL MORALES, COME HERE THIS INSTANT OR I WILL MURDER YOU MYSELF," she screamed.

Loud thuds came from upstairs as a half awake Dante quickly made his way to the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes as he turned to Helena.

"Good grief woman, what do you wa-"

That's when he saw me. The colour drained from his face when he saw the bright purple bruise on my skin. I stared him down as he looked at my neck.

"Well, what do you have to say for yourself young man? I'm in the right mind to call your parents and tell them that you choked Katerina."

"NO, no Helena.... I'll apologise to Katerina. Just don't call my parents. Please."

"You have no idea how disappointed I am in you Dante," Helena continued in a somber tone.

"I know..."

Helena left the room and left Dante and I alone.

I walked to the door having no interest in continuing this conversation when Dante stopped me.

Is he going to say sorry? Cause I sure as hell will not be forgiving him.

"Next time cover it up with makeup. I don't want people to ask questions," he said.

Is he for real? The audacity of this piece of shit.