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“She is the best assassin for the Petrov Bratva, although she is freelancing for other families. She is skilled and one of the best fighters I know. She’s trained me and Spencer. I trust her to take care of you and train you.”
“Cat informed me of your situation, and I apologize for the torment you've endured under Vincenzo. He is a vile little man. If I could kill him, I would.”
I nodded, looking at the woman. She was built like a brick wall. “You are skinny. First thing we need to do is fatten you up. Lots of protein to help build muscles.” My cheeks burned. “No need to be embarrassed. Warm up on the treadmill and we will do some sparing techniques. I will be here twice a week. In between visits, train with Cat.”
After two hours passed, my body hit the mat with a thud as Caterina pinned me. She straddled my hips and smirked down at me with a wicked grin. I felt like I shouldn’t be turned on by this, but there was a heartbeat between my thighs and heat kissing my cheeks. For a moment, we forgot about Natalya stalking us in the corner because Caterina kissed me with fervor, and I bucked my hips against her, causing her to moan into my mouth.
“Ladies, if you are going to rip each other’s clothes off, wait for me to leave.”
Caterina looked at her with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “What? You don’t want to watch?”
“Fuck off. I’m leaving. I’ll be back on Friday. Until then, train. If she’s not throwing you on the mat, I will kick your ass. This is training, not an erotic fantasy.”
“Couldn’t it be both?” I giggled.
She glanced at me before glaring at Caterina and walking out of the gym. Caterina smiled back down at me, adjusting her hands and moving a strand of hair out of my face. “You know how hot it would be to fuck you in my gym?”
“I have noodle arms, legs, and brain. I can’t feel my toes and I am sweaty. Let’s save that fantasy for later down the road.”
“Deal. Now, let’s shower. We’re going down to the gardens.”
I arched my brows. “Why?”
“You’ll see.”
Our quick shower turned into an hour-long shower, steam filling the bathroom until the water turned to ice and killed my orgasms. Caterina had a bench in the shower, which was fantastic because I would have been mush on the shower floor. The orgasms she’d given me in the time span of our shower made my jelly knees worth every minute.
With one final kiss, I dressed in the jeans and knit sweater she laid out for me while she dressed in her normal black pants and dark button up. Caterina took my hand and walked me out to the cabin. The weather was finally warming up, but winter still had a small grasp. I was jovial to experience spring again.
She took my hand and walked me out back to the cabin where the dogs were. Under the oak tree was a flannel blanket with roses and a picnic basket. Lucifer and Titus waited on the edge of the set up for us and when we got closer, Caterina allowed them to attack me with kisses.
“This is for me?”
She nodded. “You said you wanted to go on a real date, so here we have it. There is nothing more romantic than a picnic.”
Romantic.
Did she not realize that this was more than I could’ve asked for? It wasn’t helping my growing feelings for her when she did this kind of thing. I was falling in love with Caterina Moretti, and I knew it was going to end in heartbreak. The one rule of this was to not fall in love, but here I was.
Falling for her.
CHAPTER 46
Caterina
“Hey Cat,”Luca called as I walked toward my bedroom. “I need to show you something.”
“What is it?”
“I found the woman. Mallory Jefferson. Although it’s Mallory Abara now. She’s married to a brain surgeon.”
My brow arched as he typed away on his computer. “She did well for herself.”
“Yeah. She is a trauma counselor. She works where she is needed, mostly high schools and group homes for abused children and teens. They also have a gala tomorrow night. All donations will be going to a new foundation. It’s like a YMCA, but for children and teens. Troubled home life, homeless. You name it. This woman has a passion for helping.”
“I wonder if it’s because of what happened to Harlow. She said her father was killed, so they probably believe she was kidnapped.”
“What’s Harlow's last name?”
