Vengeance Is Beautiful

Chapter Sixteen

(A/N) Hola! Here we go! 1K! Let's gooooo. Enjoy this one.

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Wednesday Morning- 1:57am

Narrator's POV

Senses sharpened with adrenaline, Lino held his breath, straining to hear with every ounce of his concentration. Not quite silent. Cool air whispered through the club's basement ventilation system. A bad water heater in the corner sent out ambient pops in background. The refrigerator's compressor hummed as it switched on. Lino's prickled skin relaxed. No threat here. His ears strained for more sounds, more clues as to where the gunshot had originated.

I need to find her, he thought. I can't believe she did this to me he thought.

My love....betrayed me.

Catalina's POV

The pain throbs in my guts, it's deep and warm, but not in a nice way. It feels like someone has their hand in there and are squeezing my organs either gently or as hand as they can. When it wanes I can move, when it returns I can only hold still and breathe, breathe slow and deep until it has passed.

I turn on my back and watch the body lying next to me, still. She's dead.

I close my eyes and feel my breath getting more shallow. My heart starts to slow down and my body gets numb.

If this is my end...let it be.

I love you, Ismael.

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Wednesday Morning - 9:24am

His hand reaches for mine and they interlock as we kiss tentatively, passionately and then, tenderly. He pulls the thick woollen sweater up, over my head and I feel the little sparks of static dancing over my skin. I'm not sure whether they're from my sweater or if they're from where his hands gently skimmed my skin; either way, it's a magical feeling and causes me to shiver in complete pleasure and ecstasy.

His lips press against mine with passion, love, and affection as his warm hands roam all over my naked body leaving a trail of sparks in their wake.

"I''ll always take care of you and be there for you, sweet baby." He whispers so I feel his warm breath in my ear. I wrinkle my nose in protest.

"You better" I whisper back.

His lips gently brush mine and I smell his minty breath as our naked bodies press together. He slowly massages my breast as we kiss, causing me to arch my back and moan softly into his mouth. I roll my head to the side, my chest rising and falling dramatically under his influence. He smiles into the kiss as my fingers tug at his short hair and my other hand scratches at his back.

"I love you, Ismael" I whisper as our eyes make contact.

After getting out of bed, we huddle down to the bar for breakfast. He heads over to Fabio and I spot Lola sitting by the bar.

I walk over to her remembering our conversation from last time. Although, I'm still hurting - Lino helped make it less depressing with our TLC.

I sit next to her and she gives me a small smile.

"Let's play a game of who's life sucks the most - I'll win. I swear", I say running my hand through my hair.

She purses her lips, her eyes a little glassy.

"You don't wanna play with me", she mutters, taking a swig of beer. I ask the bartender for a beer also and she hands me one.

I drink a sip and take a deep breath. It's the first time I'm gonna be saying this out loud.