CHASING FATE

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Catherine's POV

"You should be resting," He said before walking closer to the edge of the bed.

"Where is this place?"

"An Hotel. I couldn't take the risk of going home. So I brought you here."

"How long was I out?"

"Just a day." He answered, "I had the nurse treat and dress you up."

"Why did…" I coughed hard. He rushed towards the bed stand and handed me a glass of water.

"Thank you." I muttered before drinking.

"This is why you need to rest, Catherine." He stated.

Good gracious, I fucking love how my name fits perfectly in his mouth....

I noticed how his eyes raked over my body, he stared at my feet, my wrist, my shoulders and back to my feet.

"How stupid of you to walk without your shoes on broken glasses."

I chuckled "You needed something to defend yourself with, besides those heels were slowing me down."

He stared at me blankly "How are you feeling?" He asked with all sincerity.

"I am fine." I tried moving my feet and  hand to show him how fine I can be but I winced out in pain. He sat beside me and placed my feet gently on the bed, helping me sit up completely.

"You should have stayed at home when I asked you too."

"Well, you should have just taken me with you when I asked." I defended myself.

"Can't you see you are not safe here." He yelled in frustration.

"And how many times do I have to tell you, I can handle myself Salvatore. If you had just taken me with you, all these wouldn't have happened."

"You almost died, Catherine." He pointed it out. " If I wasn't there, heaven knows what could have happened to you. You could have died."

"Then teach me." I told him, "Teach me how to stay alive."

At this point, I couldn't tell if it was because I needed to seek revenge or it was because I had developed feelings for this man, but at this hour I needed to hold onto him.

"It's time you finally accept that I am a D'Montez." I said quietly. I could feel the tension in the air as we stared at each other with so much passion and lust.

His hands cupped my face, his lips pressed lightly against mine. He deepened the kiss, pulling me onto his lap, his lips moving slowly down my neck, his arms holding me close. There was no rush, no need to devour. Just soft touches and light, reverent kisses that held so much meaning behind them.

I gently placed my hands on his shoulders and moaned as he nibbled on my ears, earning a growl from him. He kissed me gently on my shoulder and came back to my mouth again, he bit and sucked on my lower lips and I moaned out his name.

"Salvatore." He smirked in triumph knowing fully well he was in control.

Just as it was about to get hotter, the door clicked open.

"Capo, we need to.." Anthonio kept quiet after seeing us in that position.

"You should try knocking next time." He warned.

"I am sorry, Sir." He said softly

I tried removing myself from his lap but he held me tightly, refusing to let me go. I was flushed. I buried my head in his crook of his neck to hide my embarrassment