Chapter 7

He may be relentless but she was equally adamant. She paced inside her room, trying to think of a way to break the friendship between her father and Quisito.

The sound of heavy footsteps in the hallway followed by the furious unlock of the door to the next room indicated that Quisito was home but something seemed off with him.

She listened to his frustrated mutterings from the other room but eventually they died out.

Was something wrong?

She slowly walked out of her room and saw that the door to Quisito's room was open. After double checking the hallway, she peeked inside and heard the shower running; but the door to the bathroom was also not locked. Right then, a wicked plan bloomed in her mind. She knew it was risky but she had to do it, if she wanted to preserve her chastity for her prince charming.

After fetching her phone from her bed, she tip- toed into his room. She was careful not to step on his discarded cloths that were stained with blood and she knew what it implied- he had some dirty business taken care of. But Kate wasn't affected by the sight because she had seen a lot of blood in her life time and it was a part of the mafia lifestyle.

She took a deep breath, prayed to all the gods for aid and switched on the video camera before directing it into the shower through the slightly open bathroom door.

Her idea was simple - She would show the video to her father and tell him that Quisito was sexting her. Since her father was very sensitive of her, her plan might succeed in wedging a wall between their bond.

And then she would be free from Quisito and won't even have to go out to the places outside the mansion with him!

She inched a bit closer so as to grab a more precise view of him showering but at the same time she kept on glancing back at the door to make sure that no one was coming in, because she would literally die of embarrassment if anyone walks in on her doing this.

She tilted her phone a bit more and angled it closer to the open part of the shower door but that was a very wrong move because she lost her balance. She was about to fall forward and so to prevent that, she grabbed the handle for support, swinging the door open.

An hour ago, Quisito received a call from one of his men saying that there has been an attack on the family of one of his work partners. The mother and child nearly escaped death but Quisito wanted to show the attacker what would happen if anyone messes with a Don. He tracked down his enemy's location and only returned after killing and dismembering his body.

But even after doing that, he couldn't get himself to calm down. Fury burned through his veins as he drove back to the mansion. He hated bringing business home, especially when it was someone else's.

He was a raging bull by the time he reached the mansion because the image of the injured mother and child kept on flashing before his eyes and was in dire need for a cold shower. In a hurry he left the door to his room open. He furiously tugged away his blood-stained clothes, cursing at the outfit for not cooperating with him. He then walked directly into the bathroom and turned on the shower and stood there with his head bowed, letting the water slide away every smear of blood on his body. After five minutes, he was about to close the shower knob when suddenly his eyes diverted to a disturbance on the side.

It was Kate, with a phone held up in one hand and a jaw that was dropped open at the sight of his naked torso. Her eyes widened like that of a deer caught in headlights and stood rooted to the spot, even though her brain was screaming at her to run.

Quisito walked out of shower towards her frozen form and she was more than great full for the boxers that he was wearing. Kate gulped when her eyes followed a tiny water droplet that slipped from the edge of his hair and trailed down his huge body, and slowly disappeared into his boxers.

"Like what you see princess?" he rasped, leaning against the door frame.

She immediately looked away in shame because she realized she has been worshipping his body with her eyes. She finally came out of her daze and tried to move away, but it was too late.

Quisito reached over and snatched the phone right out of her arm, even though she held it in a death grip.

"Hey! Give it back.." she fussed, stepping into the bathroom when he moved back to examine the device.

"What were you doing with the phone?" he asked, holding it at a height Kate won't be able to reach.

"I...I was...just trying t-to make a phone call" she lied, while staring at her phone.

"So....you were trying to make a phone call...with the video camera on?" he deadpanned while raising an eye brow at her. His voice had a confident edge that she didn't like.

"Give me that!" she was now on her tip-toes, jumping like a frog, while he easily dodged away her efforts.

"I'll give you the phone when you tell me the truth" he said, his deep blue eyes boring into her emerald ones.

"I WON'T" she snapped, making his jaw clench in response.

Quisito lowered the phone a bit and her hands reached for it, but she slipped and collided with his bare chest. Before she could step back, he snaked his free hand around her waist, keeping her flush to his chest, while he deleted the recorded video with the other.

He turned off the device and threw it outside to the couch and closed the shower door. She felt like being suffocated, not to mention the redness in her cheeks due to his closeness.

"Come" he puller her into the shower with ease, even though she tried to resist him.

"W-What are you doing?...LET ME GO YOU MONSTER" she shouted at him as the water muffled her senses along with her voice.

He just stood there and watched her struggle to put a distance between them while he held her close with both arms. She even tried to claw at his arms but had no avail. Her hair was soaking wet, her lips trembling with cold. The white dress she wore clung to her body, betraying the curves and her pebbled nipples.

Quisito could feel his anger from earlier melting away, just by holding her close, but he wasn't done with her.

Ignoring her protests, he lifted her up by the hips and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his middle and held on to his shoulders, in order to prevent herself from falling on the floor. Before she could gather her bearings, he cupped the back of her head with his large palm and took her lips in a passionate kiss, breaking the trance provided by the water.

Kate wanted to push him away, or maybe even kill him, but at that moment, she was too shocked to even think of doing anything other than staying still.

Her brain cells ran in random directions screaming the obvious- Don Quisito is kissing me!!!

He nibbled on her lips while she closed her eyes, his tongue exploring her mouth as ripples of pleasure spread through her veins. Her heart beat skyrocketed. She was no longer cold and every inch of her body felt like it was on fire. When his tongue grazed against hers with a groan, she felt liquid heat pool between her legs. She was also terribly aware of his growing erection beneath her butt that ever so lightly brushed against her core.

Her body was reacting positively but her mind was disgusted by his act because if at all anyone comes to know about this, it would be the end of the world for her but Quisito will easily escape.

The whole act was illicit

Her lungs burned from lack of oxygen as she couldn't breathe through her nose because of the water and she tried to pull away but an unyielding hand at the back of her head prevented her from doing so. When it became clear to her that she was going to pass out, she dug her nails on his shoulders and that generated a response.

He slowly released her lips and her head fell beside his neck, panting for oxygen.

Quisito took that opportunity to nibble on the side of her neck, eliciting a moan from her. His hand held her neck a bit more exposed, while he gave her the first hickey.

While breathing heavily in his arms, under the shower, she realized one thing – He had stolen her first kiss and that too when she hadn't kissed him back. Her eyes welled up with tears but he didn't notice it because of the stream of water falling on them.

After giving her hickey one last swipe of his tongue, he gently lowered her to the ground, her legs feeling all jelly like. He gawked at how her chest rose and fell under his scrutiny. Her plump lips were parted, still tingling from the kiss. He was mesmerized by all of it.

After giving her a light hug, he let her go; But as she began advancing towards the door, her footsteps wavered because her head was still spinning with the thought of what had happened mere seconds ago. She still couldn't believe that he dared to kiss her.

Quisito on the other hand watched her leave with a victorious smirk on his face, still savoring her essence that lingered on his lips....