Fear me

Diabo

Catalina

"Hello Catalina," Adriano said. He had his arms stretched out over the couch staring at me. "So, what brings you here?" I stumbled as I stepped further into the room.

"I, I didn't. Vicente said," I was rambling and didn't really know what to say. "I'm sorry." I bowed my head. Suddenly, I heard Adriano laugh.

"Come here," he demanded. I was hesitant but slowly approached him.

"I said I was sorry, Vicente," I paused when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me onto his lap.

"Are you saying this is all my brother's fault?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No, no, it was all my fault," I said.

"Well, then you must be punished," he smirked. I swallowed hard and looked away. He turned my face so I could look at him again. He held my chin and rubbed his thumb over my lower lip. He pushed me down over his lap and smacked my bottom.

"Hey!" I shouted.

"I wonder if this is enough," I heard him ponder. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down.

"Wait," as soon as my backside was bare he smacked me again.

*SMACK*

That sound echoed around the whole room. He smacked me once more and then gripped my ass. I felt his fingers dig into my skin. His hand suddenly circled around my backside. He was caressing it. Soothing the pain he had just caused. He suddenly stopped.

"You can stand up now," he said. I quickly got up and pulled my jeans up.

"I can't believe you just did that," I said.

"You didn't stop me," Adriano grinned.

"That's because," I huffed. "Shut up. I hate you." I quickly walked out and went to go look for Vicente.

"Catalina!" I heard Adriano call. "Come back here." I didn't answer him. I kept marching forward. I finally found Vicente.

"Hey, where you been?" he asked.

"Catalina!" I heard Adriano again. I grabbed Vicente by the collar of his leather jacket and kissed him firmly. All of a sudden, Adriano bumped into us and pushed Vicente to the ground.

"Take her home, I will deal with her later," Adriano said. I was dragged off but looked back and saw Adriano kicking Vicente. I saw how other men joined him in the assault.

I waited and waited in my room. Adriano never came to see me. I thought he would want to yell at me or punish me again but he didn't. I cried all night that night. The next day, a servant came to tell me Adriano wanted to see me as soon as I got dressed. I hurried downstairs but two men were there instead of him. They led me down to the basement. I had been here before. My father was here.

"Catalina," my father called out.

"Pai," I called out.

"Well, now that you are here, we can begin," Adriano said.

"What's going on?" I asked. Adriano pulled out a gun. "No, please, don't if this is because of last night."

"What did you do? You dumb girl," my father hissed.

"It's time to get this over yet, you have been a pain in my ass since the moment you forced your daughter on me," he said. "Obviously even before that. It's time you get what you deserve."

"No," I cried.

"Catalina, stop him. I won't tell you where your mother is. You will never know anything if I die today," he threatened.

"Bastard," I shouted. "Adriano, please. Let him live a bit longer." Adriano c****d his gun and aimed it at my father. "I'll do anything. Please just don't." I was interrupted by a loud bang. My father fell to his knees and then to the side. "NOOO!"

"Take her away," Adriano ordered.

"HOW COULD YOU!" I shouted. "Diabo!" I was dragged back to my room and thrown on the carpet floor.

*Ring*

I heard my phone ring. I didn't want to pick it up but it was persistent. They kept calling.

"Hello," I answered

"Ola," a man said. "Catalina, my name is Oscar Silva. I was an associate of your father's. We have a plan in motion to get you and your father out of that house. We just need your help." I quickly hung up. He called again. I didn't want to answer but the call never stopped.

"Yes," I answered.

"Is it safe to talk?" Oscar asked.

"No, Adriano was just here, sorry. So tell me,"

"Well, we need to know how many men he has there and if Adriano will be leaving the residence any time soon," Oscar said.

"Um, I am not sure but I will find out," I said.

"Bom," I said. I hung up the phone and began to panic. I couldn't do what he was telling me to do. I could get killed. I didn't want to help my father let alone help Oscar. What was I going to do?

The Next Day

"Are you not going to leave your room?" Adriano asked as he stood by the doorway.

"Um,"

"My mother is asking for you," he said.

"Is my father dead?" I asked.

"Not yet," he told me. "I just shot him in the thigh."

"I don't understand why you are doing all this,"

"Your father kidnapped my mother and tried to take everything my father built," Adriano snapped.

"Then kill him, kill me, get it over with," I retorted.

"I like to play with my victims first," he said.

"You really are a devil in disguise," I said.

"You want me to be a good doting husband," he smirked. He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I want you to stop playing these games," I told him.

"Not even if you beg," he said.

"Fine, I will be your victim. You want me to come downstairs, I will," I told him.

"There is a party tonight," he said. "A masquerade party. I will send you a dress and a mask."

"Um,"

"You said you would be my victim, so it was not a request but an order," he added. "I'll see you later tonight."