Katrina smiled coldly as she watched Blade storm out of that whore Tasha's apartment. Her little plan had worked perfectly.
Katrina had long known Blade had been responsible for her year in that institution. Well, she thought smugly, not quite a year.. she had been released a little earlier than anyone knew.
Remembering the tortured screams of Blade's darling sister, Katrina chuckled enjoying the memory of thrusting her knife into Flora's stomach, slicing into her, stabbing her over and over and over again and how that had gone some little way to soothing her rage.
Watching Blade and his band of imbeciles try to solve her murder had been amusing.. all their efforts wasted trying to tie Jasper to the murder.
If they had known that Jasper was devastated by the loss of his lover and child what would they think?
It was laughable really, she reflected, how easy it was to manipulate these fools; they were all puppets and she was pulling their strings.
It was almost tempting to reveal everything to them, to show them just how stupid they had been. No.. she knew she had to wait.. ruining their pathetic little lives would mean far greater rewards.
If they only knew what she had planned for them she thought, smiling wickedly.
* * *
Fuck, Tasha had been in my arms only a few hours ago but I missed her already. After Katrina had called to tell me she was coming back early from the vacation I sent her on, I had worried T would be upset, especially as when I ended the call she'd disappeared.
Entering the Conservatory I'd found her curled up in her favourite chair, staring out the window, oblivious to anything around her.
When I joined her in the chair though, she'd snuggled against me like a little kitten, her wildcat claws sheathed.. until a few minutes later when I taught her to ride me. My back and chest were badly scratched but I wore them as marks of honour because she'd torn my skin in passion and I'd loved every minute of her wild, abandoned fucking.
I was looking forward to calling her into my office for a little afternoon delight later.. I could tell I was already a little pussy whipped by this girl so I vowed not to contact her before lunch.
Linda, my new EA, buzzed through that Hazel Brokken had shown up without an appointment and would I see her? That evil woman who hurt my Tasha when she was just a little girl? Oh yeah, I'd see her.
"Send her in and don't disturb us."
Hazel entered the office, a somber expression on her face and took a seat opposite me before I had offered her one.
"Blade, thank you for seeing me, I must talk with you! I've found out.. I know why you called off the engagement. Look, Tasha shouldn't have had surgery to trick you into thinking she was a virgin but come now Blade, I'm sure you've had several lovers yourself. Tasha was young and she needed the money but she's older now and I'm sure she is with you for more than just your wealth!"
I sat there for a moment shell shocked.. my sweet, innocent, untouched Tasha was actually a manipulative liar? There was no way I would believe that, especially coming from this twisted old bitch.
Leaning back in my chair, careful to keep my expression blank, I rubbed a finger against my chin thoughtfully.
"That seems.. unbelievable."
"Oh dear, I know it does. The thing is, you have to understand, Tasha's father had just died and she went off the rails. I found out about the prostitution which is when Jasper and I went and forced her to come and live with us until she could get back on her feet with a real job. She survived a very great trauma as a child you see, her brother disappeared, we still don't know what happened to him and well she became a bit of a liar after that, perhaps for attention, we didn't know. She started telling people I abused her, then she told others her father was abusing her and in the end I couldn't take it anymore and I left. Then I was wrongly imprisoned as I'm sure you know and when I was released I tried to reconnect with Tasha but she wouldn't see me. Her father was driven to despair trying to cope with her and in the end he suffered a stroke caused by stress and died. My poor girl, she started drinking heavily and sleeping around, then she started selling her body until as I said we stepped in. When she asked me for a loan I thought nothing of it but I found the paperwork today. She had her hymen reattached but she did it for you. I came here to beg you to give her another chance."
I didn't believe a word of the bullshit she had just spouted but a small, maddening voice in my head told me that I should look into her claims to be sure.
"What proof do you have that anything you just said is the truth?"
Rifling through her bag, she pulled out a folder stuffed with papers.
"If I give you this, do you promise to give her another chance?"
I smiled, more a baring of teeth than anything else, disgusted at this creature in front of me and her lies.
"Of course I will, I understand she's had a hard time."
Eyes alight with triumph the monster in human clothing handed me her 'evidence'. Rifling through the papers I was startled to see a Psychiatric assessment that deemed Tasha to be a pathological liar only interested in accruing wealth and power. I took out my phone and texted Nate quickly asking him to see if Tasha had ever seen the Psychiatrist on the report.
One of the documents, a report from a different Psychiatrist from just after Helen was institutionalised, showed Tasha's home address and my heart stopped. The address was the 'horror house' we had visited.
"Helen, did Tasha know of the issues between our two families?"
Helen looked puzzled at my change in topic but I needed to know.. many things were starting to make sense now..
"I don't know.. but with how obsessed she was with you I wouldn't be surprised!"
I felt sick.. there had to be some sort of mistake!
"Obsessed?"
I didn't want to hear the answer but I had to ask.. had to know if Tasha was who I thought she was or if she'd been playing me from the start.
"Oh yes, she used to cut out your picture anytime she saw you in the paper. She stopped after the two of you got engaged of course!"
So that first day, she had known who I was. She lied to me every step of the way. Reigning in my anger I dismissed Hazel and took deep breaths. I had to investigate her claims first, I couldn't doubt Tasha because of this.
My phone buzzed, a reply from Nate confirming T had seen that Psychiatrist.I threw my phone, watching in detachment as it shattered against the wall.