CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIX
CATHERINE’S POV
“I don’t want to talk to him, El, and I’m serious,” I groaned out loudly but El was already gone, leaving Burke and I alone.
“I am sorry, Catherine, can I explain?” Burke asked, and I didn’t even know when I nodded my head and gave him an invitation to sit beside me.
“You have five minutes so better be quick,” I warned and he nodded in agreement.
“I didn’t know what happened to me the night before but I woke up one morning and found Harley, laying in my bed naked, she claimed…” Burke stopped talking, he looked to the ground, disgusted at himself and I didn’t know why.
“I am listening to Burke, what the fuck did she claim you are unable to say,” I questioned and he gulped hard, finding it hard to talk to me, which was unusual about Burke, he has always been outspoken.
I gave him time to put himself together, and within minutes, he began to speak again.
“She claimed I raped her the first time and the remaining time of sex she did it willingly and I swear to you, I don’t remember raping her, I hate myself for losing consciousness,” he said and my eyes widened in surprise.
Burke is not a toxic man, and certainly not a violent man, he would never rape someone, something is wrong and I will get to it, even if it means taking down my sister.
“What are we going to do about her now? The villain is carrying your child, meaning she is not going to jail even after having your child,” I reminded him, making him gulp hard like he just noticed the calamity he brought upon us.
“I will do something about it, but first I need your forgiveness, Catherine, I can’t live without you,” He said and a smile came across my face, accompanied by a blush.
“I miss you, Burke,” I said, drawing him closer to me and kissing him hard on the lips.
Burke kissed me back, as he drew me closer to himself, until I was sitting on his lap, and his fingers began to unbutton my shirt, which made me chuckle.
“I miss you too, Catherine, every time I sleep, I always see you in my dream,” He said, in-between our kisses.
He deepened the kiss, as he played with my tongue, kissing me rougher and hungrier as time went by.
Fuck! I thought I would never kiss Burke again.
“Wait! The guards might be watching,” I said, as Burke unbuttoned my shirt and ripped it over my head, leaving my breast bare.
“If any guard, sees your beautiful body, I will pluck off his eyes,” Burje threatened, looking at my breast with lust in his eyes.
“Burle, I’m serious, a guard might be watching you and I cuddle,” I whined, covering my breast with my hands, making Burke frown.
He removed my hand from my breast immediately, and held them behind my back with one hand, leaving me to struggle and making my breast wiggle move, giving Burke a hard and he groaned at the exciting site.
“Firstly, don’t ever try to cover up when you are with me,” he warmed and I chuckled at his command.
“But…”
“There is no guard around, I sent them out when I came to meet you,” he said, interrupting me.
“Why the fuck did you send all the guards away, Burke? Were you planning to kill me?” I asked, laughing but Burke didn’t reply to my question.
“Were you actually planning to kill me?” I asked again, to be sure, because he didn’t take my comment earlier as a joke and I don’t know who to trust and who not to.
“Fuck, No Catherine, I would never do a messed up shit like that,” he yelled, looking offended by my question but I wasn’t bothered about that.
“Then why the fuck did you send the guards away?” I asked again, and he became shy, his cheeks reddened.
“I thought there might be a chance for us to do this,” he said, gesturing to the both of us, his eyes were on the floor and his cheeks were very red, he looked very shy.
“What is that?” I asked further, faking ignorance. I loved how shy he looked. He gave me a stern look like he knew I was messing with him, but he answered anyway.
“I thought there might be a chance we would have sec because if it has been long I had you in my arms and I was a little impatient, so were you,” He said, and I chuckled at his assumption that I was impatient, even if I was impatient.
“What makes you think I was impatient?” I asked and he scoffed at me.
“You kissed me, Cathy, are you telling me that was on impulse,” He said, his voice sounding husky this time, as he held my neck, choking me for some time before drawing me closer and kissing me hard on the lips.
“I was never impatient,” I said, panting as Burke gave me a few minutes to catch my breath before drawing me back into the breathtaking kiss.
He trailed his hands till he reached my wet pussy and his other hands squeezed my hardened nipples, making me moan, hard.
“Your pussy speaks of impatience,” he commented, rubbing my pussy making me wet and craving for him.
As I was about to kiss him again, the river touched my feet and I remembered Susan’s ashes were there.
“Wait!” I yelled and immediately, Burke waited, wondering what was wrong.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, as I got off his lap and covered my naked breast with my shirt, which I just wrapped around my chest.
“Is her ashes here?” I asked, ignoring Burke’s previous question.
“Yes,” he replied, knowing who I was talking about without him asking.
“Fuck, Burke I killed her,” I yelled, breaking into a sob, even if I was not the one that burnt the house, or pulled the trigger to her head, she died because of me and she was my best fucking friend, even if she didn’t know it.
“Fuck that Cathy, you did not kill her,” Burke yelled, trying to reassure me, even if I knew he didn’t mean it.
“You don’t mean that Burke, so shut the fuck up,” I scoffed and Burke looked at me confused.
“I mean it Cathy, it isn’t your fault she died, neither did you kill her, Harley and Ava killed her,” He said, trying to assure me.
“They killed her because of me, Burke, she got involved in my shit,” I yelled and Burke didn’t object to whatever I said.
“You didn’t know Ava would do a thing like this,” Burke assured but I shook my head in response.
“I started suspecting Ava, a long time ago, you were the blind person all along, even Susan suspected Ava,” I said and Burke looked to the ground, disappointed that he believed his sister so much that she almost killed his family.
“It is not your fault you believed her though, if it was Nikky, I’d do the same,” I said to him, although my thoughts were still on Susan, I couldn’t even tell her goodbye before she left.
“Do you know what Susan would hate?” Burke asked and I shook my head in response, I knew her very well and Susan hated nothing, so how would I know what she hated in death?
“I don’t know what she hates, Burke,” I said to me, absentmindedly.
“Okay, I will tell you what she hates if you would let me,” Burke said and I shrugged my shoulders at him.
“Tell me Burke, what would she hate?” I asked, giving him a go-ahead.
“She would hate the fact that you are sulking about her death, instead of taking revenge,” Burke’s voice was filled with disgust like it was Susan talking through him, trying to pass a message to me.
“The main reason I want Harley and Ava behind bars is because of Susan, I want to avenge her death, by hook or by crook, Harley must go down, I make that promise to your Susan,” I said, looking at river, it felt like I was talking to Susan, it was like she was somewhere listening to me, with the ancestors behind her, I could feel her beaming at me.
“Susan would be proud of you, sweetheart,” Burke said, drawing me to himself.
“Do you think that or you are just saying it to make me feel better?” I asked and Burke scoffed, finding what I said ridiculous.
“I mean it Catherine, Susan is proud of you,” he said, and my genuine smile spread to the corners of my lips.
“Thank you, Burke,” I appreciated him and he smiled at me.
Before I could say another word, Burke fell to his knees, stretching his hands towards me.
“Burke, what are you doing? I asked, mesmerized.
“I don’t have another ring yet, but am asking you to marry me again, in the presence of Susan’s ashes,” he confessed and I gasped in surprise.