Heir’s Redemption

Chapter 26

CATERINA’S POV

I spent the rest of the day entertaining Sage and Rowan. We danced and laughed, and even watched movies until they left.

It was good to have them around, especially when Rámon wasn’t here. I missed him, but the longing I felt was dulled from my best friends presence.

They always seemed to make things better.

Now, I was sitting on the couch waiting for the love of my life to come home. I wore one of his shirts again and made sure nothing was underneath.

I was gonna hold him to the promises he made before he left.

I don’t expect to get any sleep tonight—if anything, I look forward to not getting any sleep tonight.

I raised my phone after it vibrated.

It was a message from Rámon. “I’ll be home soon, my love. I can’t wait to have you back in my arms again.”

I smiled and giggled like a little girl as the love I had for him enveloped me completely. My heart beat for him and my soul lived to be connected to him.

He was it.

He was my everything.

My beginning, my ending and my forever.

I sent him a quick text, letting him know just how eager I was to see him again.

“I can’t wait to see you again. I’ve missed you all day and I have a surprise waiting for you.”

I took a selfie of me in his shirt with a little cleavage showing, letting him know there was nothing underneath.

I quickly sent it before changing my mind.

He replied back almost instantly, as if he was awaiting my reply.

“I am one lucky son of a bitch.” He replied before another message came through, “You are so f*****g sexy..so sexy that the whole world envy’s you.”

I giggled, enjoying his compliments and praises.

“I love you.” He texted again, “I love you so much, little one.”

“I love you too.” I replied back as I relished in our love.

I laid down on the couch, trying to calm my racing heart.

Every time I thought about him, my stomach did summersaults and my heart skipped a couple of beats.

Then I thought back to our intimate moments and the way he was so loving and soft. The way he looked me in the eyes was everything and it made any doubts I had disappear.

His large hands rubbing against my soft skin, his soft kisses that trailed over my body, the sweet murmurs he whispered in my ear.

How could I not love him?

Then there were the rough intimate moments where he ravished me. I thought I loved the way he was so soft and caring, but when he took control and consumed me whole, was more than anything I could imagine.

The way his teeth grazed against my skin or bit into my sensitive flesh. The way his large and calloused fingers gripped my hips and thighs. The way he whispered provocative things into my ears and called me his dirty little freak.

Gosh, I was obsessed.

I was more than obsessed.

I trailed my fingers over my body as I thought about all the wonderful things he can do to me. It made my body erupt with goosebumps as heat pooled between my legs.

A soft moan escaped my lips as I inched my fingers closer towards my core, needing to touch my self to the thought of him.

I couldn’t wait for him.

I needed a release.

Before I could even think about taking the next step, the doorbell rung. I blinked my eyes, trying to figure out if I had imagined it or not.

Who would be at the door at this hour?

The girls and the maid left hours ago. It was just me and I wasn’t expecting anybody else besides Rámon.

Pounding on the door started, making me realize the doorbell wasn’t a fiction of my imagination.

“What the hell?” I questioned as I got off the couch and walked towards the door.

Whoever’s at the door has to be somebody Rámon knows. They couldn’t have gotten up here unless they had clearance—but we shouldn’t be expecting anybody tonight.

Maybe Rámon was playing a trick on me.

I smiled at the thought, knowing he was always playing games with me.

I put on a sultry smile and pulled the collar down on one of my shoulders and pushed my breasts up before answering the door.

“Rámon.” A sultry moan left my lips before I cringed at the sight in front of me.

“Veronica?” I questioned in shock.

What the hell was she doing here?!

She had a smug smirk on her over powdered face. She looked like she took hours putting her makeup on and straightening her artificial blonde hair.

She was so fake.

My eyes trailed down her form, noticing the prominent bump that was replacing her once flat stomach. The white body-con dress she wore, hugged every inch of her prominent baby bump that she cradled with her arms.

My mouth dropped in shock as my heart pounded in my chest. My gut churned with anxiety, knowing something was terribly wrong with this situation.

“Caterina.” Veronica said sweetly with her fake ass smile, “Trying a little too hard, aren’t you?”

Her eyes scrutinized my outfit as she gave me a look of judgement. I instantly pulled the collar to my shirt back up before crossing my arms over my chest.

Who the f**k is she to judge me?!

“Excuse me?” I scoffed, “Why the f**k are you here?”

“Is Rámon home? I’ve been trying to get ahold of him and he hasn’t called me back yet.” She totally disregarded my question and asked her own.

I was too shocked to speak.

Rámon?

What the hell did she want with Rámon?

“Why are you here?” I questioned again, not wanting to play games with her anymore.

“I’m here for Rámon, where is he?”

“What do you want with Rámon?” I questioned angrily, “You have no business with him, especially showing up at his place this late at night. By the way, how do you know where he lives?”

Her sickly smile widened as her eyes glowed with a gloating energy that made me want to kill her. “I’ve been here so many times that I know this place like the back of my hand.”

I was seething at this point.

What did she mean she knew this place like the back of her hand?

She’s been here before?

“When have you been here before?” I asked impatiently as I glared at her.

“Recently.” She answered, “Rámon let me stay here until he found me a new place.”

My stomach dropped as I processed her words.

She can’t be telling the truth right?

“Why would he let you stay here and why the hell would he get you a new place?” The words were flying out of my mouth before I could think about anything to say.

My anger was rolling off of me in waves and I was trying hard to not let her get to me, but I was failing.

“Because I’m pregnant with his child silly.” She giggled, as if this was some big joke.

I couldn’t help the sharp intake of air I breathed in—it felt like somebody sucker punched me.

She took the opportunity to shove me inside and enter Ramon’s place as I tried to process her confession.

“I really need to sit down.” She spoke out, making me nauseous, “Ever since my pregnancy has advanced, I have been so weak and tired.”

I slammed the door shut as rage coursed inside of me.

There was no way Rámon got Veronica pregnnat. He wouldn’t do that to me, he wouldn’t throw our future away to have a baby with this w***e.

She was lying, she was trying to get a rise out of me.

A cold laugh escaped my lips as I tried to calm myself down.

“Do you have anything better to do than play with people’s lives?” I questioned, “Do you enjoy spewing lies?”

Veronica scrunched her face up in disgust as she took a seat on one of the couches.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

I rolled my eyes. She couldn’t tell the truth to save her life.

“You’re f*****g stupid if you think I’d ever believe that you’re pregnant with Rámon’s child.”

“Oh Caterina.” She sighed, “I wonder how it feels to live in denial.”

Her sickly sweet voice disgusted me.

“Rámon’s known for months that I’m pregnant with his child.” She continued, “He appointed some of his men to watch over me and make sure I’m safe. The only reason I’m not living with him is because he’s been hiding all of this from you. He thinks he can have the best of both worlds, but me and his son don’t deserve to be pushed to the side because he wants to sleep with some meaningless virgin.”

My heart broke at her words.

Meaningless virgin?

How did she know I was even a virgin?

“I don’t believe you.” I muttered out as my breathing became erratic. My feet started pacing the living room as so many thoughts raced through my mind.

“You don’t have to believe me, but you will have to believe the truth one way or another.” Veronica scoffed, as her sweet facade started to crumble “I will be in Rámon’s life forever, along with our son. If you can’t accept us, then you should just leave.”

She was pleased with herself.

I could hear the possessivness in her voice as she talked about Rámon. She talked as if she had claim to him—but she didn’t.

He was mine!

“I’m marrying Rámon!” I snapped out, “You have no place in our lives or our future! So you can take your bastard baby wherever you got him from!”

She didn’t like my words. I saw the hatred in her green eyes as she glared at me.

“You really thought I would believe the words of some w***e?” I laughed out, continuing to taunt her “Your words are meaningless and I’ll be happy to send you back to the side of town where you came from!”

I thought my words would make her angrier, but instead she smirked in amusement.

“Oh Caterina.” She sang, “You have no idea how wrong you are. I am pregnant with Rámon’s son and you will come last in his life for the rest of your life.”

I watched as she pulled out a piece of paper from her purse. She waved it around in triumph, making me snatch it from her hand.

I read the paper and was crushed by what it said.

It was a DNA report.

‘Román Bonanno is 99.9% the father’

I could feel all the blood drain from my body as my heart broke into tiny pieces.

She was telling the truth.

Rámon was having a baby with her.

I could feel the tears start to pool in my eyes as I tried everything in my body to fight them back. Before I could break down in front of her, I threw the paper back at her and stormed towards the bedroom.

I heard her laugh from afar as she took pleasure in my heartbreak.

“Are you running Caterina?” She cackled from the living room as I grabbed my duffle bag and started filling it with my stuff around the room.

“I never knew Caterina Gambino to run from her problems.” She cackled again, making my blood boil inside of me.

My sadness turned to anger, quickly turning into rage.

I grabbed a pair of jeans out of my bag and slipped them on before grabbing one of Rámon’s guns from his dresser drawer.

All sense of logic had disappeared, only rage was guiding me. There was no going back right now, the real me was lost.

I don’t know who I was right now, but all I knew was that I wanted revenge.

I grabbed my packed bag and stalked out of the room and back to the living room.

Veronica’s triumphant smile disappeared once she saw the pistol in my hands. I saw the fear flicker in her green eyes and took pride in the fact that she wasn’t faithful in her attempt to rub all of this in my face.

“What are you gonna do with that?” She asked, “You can’t shoot me!”

“I can and I will.” I scoffed.

I dropped my bag to the floor and took a seat across from her. I placed the pistol in my lap and stared at her.

“Now..we wait.” I spoke out with no emotion lacing my voice.

I never heard my voice so cold, but I felt even colder.

I felt betrayed, but even more, I felt abandoned again. He lied to me when he said he wouldn’t. He kept secrets, even though he said he wouldn’t.

A small part of me hoped that all of this was some hoax. I wished that it was just some ploy from Veronica to try and steal my position from Rámon’s life—but the biggest part of me knew this was the end for us.

I knew there was no coming back from this.

Rámon and I would be over forever.

I just really hoped that I was wrong about this.

“Rámon won’t let you hurt me.” Veronica whimpered, “He loves his son.”

Veronica whipped out her phone and pulled out pictures that gutted me even more than before.

“You see.” She exclaimed, “He would never let you hurt me or our son!”

There on her screen, was a picture of Rámon resting his head against her baby bump. It looked like he was speaking to the fetus that wasn’t even born yet.

His eyes were open and I saw hope in them. I saw the excitement and I saw the love he had for his unborn son.

My body shivered in defeat as a wave of despair washed over me.

He knew.

He knew all along and never told me.

Oh my god.

He really betrayed me and lied to me.

I held back the sorrow and despair, turning it into rage.

I wasn’t gonna cry.

I wasn’t gonna in front of her and I sure as hell wasn’t gonna cry over a man like him. He was pathetic and he was a lousy excuse for a man.

I gave him everything.

I f*****g gave him everything and this is what he does to me?!

I clutched the pistol in my hands, knowing I was leaving his life with a bang.

Somebody was gonna die tonight.

Her or Him.

They could choose.

Like they say..Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.