"Look at you, acting like everything is in your hands."
"Clark, when are you going to stop insulting me and just admit that most of your animosity towards me comes from the fact you want to fuck me but you can't," Katrina smiled and looked at the reflection of the man standing behind her while she sat at her desk. "You have always been jealous of Desmond. The house, the title, the money, his children, and both of his wives."
Katrina remembered clearly the first time she was introduced to Clark and how his eyes scanned her body wanting to take her away from his brother. To have her, Clark tried convincing Desmond not to let her in his life. Clark was a fool to think Desmond would get rid of the young beautiful woman holding onto his arms and listening to his word. Katrina was far different from his first wife who liked to rebel against his orders.
