~ AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW~
Ain’t nobody knows what’s horrendous things were happening with Cassandra and Michael’s life. All they know is that they are leading a happy life and a happy relationship that might end up with a happily ever after marriage.
When everyone was expecting only good things and good deeds and oh maybe love, there always tends to come to a cyclone to ruin everything we have or what we have been protecting until now with our every breath. However a Cyclone never really hears anything from everyone and it’s time for Michael and Cassandra to face a Cyclone. A cyclone that ruins every Castle and that cyclone hit Michael’s and Cassandra’s life with the obvious reason of ruining everything and this cyclone’s name is LOREN HUNTERS.
Loren Hunters are
~ AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW~Cassandra wakes the next morning, she’s tired and her throat hurts, she still has an oxygen mask on and as she tries to move her arm she notices it has a drip attached. She sighs, she’s alone in the room and she takes the opportunity to take the mask off and sit up. She remembers parts of last night and the feeling of not being able to breathe, it was something she never wants to experience again.Her thoughts start to get the better of her and she is ripping the drip out and makes her way out of the room before she can stop herself. She’s still in her sweats and a T-shirt from last night and her hair is a mess she’s sure, but she wants to find Michael. She hears voices as she approaches the lounge and when she steps in she sees Michael dressed in jeans and a sweater and all three of her brothers, Ji
~ AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW~ That evening Michael took her to an expensive restaurant, they were noticed by everyone but weren't bothered and it’s nice. Nice to feel somewhat normal for once. They were both at ease and the smile on Cassandra’s face was making Michael happy. As they finished up dinner Michael led her out of the restaurant, they were met with security as they waited for the cars to be brought through via Valet. “Excuse me, I’m so sorry to interrupt, but could I get a photo?” A young woman asks from behind Michael and Cassandra. Michael smiles at the girl but looks towards Cassandra silently asking if it’s okay. Cassandra smiles in response and steps aside as Michael moves closer to the girl, they click a self
~ AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW~Michael has been busy because of work. He has been staying angry and he has been distant towards Cassandra and she is hating it. It’s been six days since she was shot, six days of thinking it’s all her fault, of self-doubt and self-destruction. It’s like Michael flipped a switch and is back to the cold, hard, intimidating man that she didn’t like, not the Michael she fell in love with and she can’t help but think she’s too much of a burden and Michael’s done with her.“Ask Becky if you need help making breakfast next time, Cassandra,” Michael says clearly upset.Cassandra was trying to pour the milk into her cereal but it was a full bottle and she dropped it on the floor. Michael came in to see she was cleaning the milk up and he w
~AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW~Cassandra sighs and takes her headphone out of her ears, she throws her phone across the room, she doesn’t care if it’s broken. She sits watching the rain for a while, she’s so sick of feeling guilty about her life, so sick of being a burden. She’s lost in thought and loses track of time, before she hears a noise outside the bedroom door, thinking it’s Aiden, Cassandra goes to find him.She enters the hallway and stops in her tracks. She sees a man in all black with a mask over his face, their eyes meet and She knows instantly it's Mac. Her breath hitches, what the hell is going on, she is scared. She backs away from Mac in fright but she backs herself into a chest.“Where do you think you’re going?” Daniel’s voice echoes in h
Michael makes it to his office, he feels so guilty for the way he’s been acting towards Cassandra and he has been organising things on the drive to work, with how to make it all up to Cassandra. He’s just putting his coat awaywhen his phone buzzes.“Santorum” He answers, his voice as cold as ice out of boredom.“Michale, where are you?” Aaron’s panicked voice sounds over the phone.“I just got to the office, why what’s wrong,” Michael asks his voice wavering at Aaron’s tone.“There's a hostage situation, it’s Cassandra. The building has been evacuated but they’ve got Cassandra In the apartment” Aaron says, his panic can be sensed by his voice.“I’m on my way,” Michael says as he hangs up. He’s never in his life run so fast, Robert and his security Flagging him as he makes his way back to the car in record time. As they approach the penthouse, the roads are closed off, so Ali pulls up a block away from theapartment and they run the rest of the way, there are am
~ CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~Their laugh was suppressing all the noises of the world. The girl was glistening with the water of the ocean as the boy was splashing the salty water on her. They were running on a beach, ditching the waves of the Ocean underneath their feet. The sky was painted with unrealistic colors that can only be found in a rainbow or maybe it was the color of the cotton candy that was in their hands as they were enjoying it at the time of the golden hour.The girl snatched the cotton candy from the hand of the boy as she started running, “Come and get me,” She yelled at the boy while running as she heard the boy giggling, “Stop there, Loren. I’m gonna get you.”“First catch me, Michael.” She answered, still running,
~ CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~It’s been fifteen days since Daniel has brought me back to his villa or should I say a villa which he turned into a hospital for me. And it’s been fifteen days I’m still under the eyes of doctors and Oh, Daniel. He never left my side since the day he brought me here, not even for a second, even he if sleeps, just because I force him to sleep, he sleeps on the couch which in place at the corner of this huge room.I wonder what my connection is with him but the way he’s been taking care of me I’m sure we have some special connection, the difference is I don’t know if we knew each other already or is it just my mind that’s playing tricks with me cause sometimes I have this feeling that I’m or maybe I was so attached to him ( before I had lost most of my memories)
~CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~It was nighttime when I opened my eyes. My eyelids were heavy with the number of tears I had shed earlier, not because I remembered the cause about why I’m laying on the bed with an oxygen mask on my face to support my life and the reason was the same person who is been trying everything or anything since past few days to save me, to make me breathe freely without using a fucking oxygen mask.Ironically, when I opened my eyes in the middle of the night, I was in the embrace of that dangerous man who once attempted to kill me just to satisfy his revenge on Michael. His strong arms were caging me with the same tightness that I remembered was the first time he squeezed me into him early this day when I cried to know my reality.The huge room was shining with the pin-d
"Sit down," he said as he sat down.I nodded sitting across from him.He typed something on his phone and then opened a drawer from his big desk, which I couldn't stop admiring, it was a folder with a couple of papers in them."Did you enjoy dinner last night?" he asked reading through the papers.I nodded "Yes, it was delicious."He hummed in response "After breakfast I want you to shower and get ready, we are going to the city."I frowned "What city?""somewhere where no one knows you," he said before sighing."O-okay" I stuttered scratching my wrist. When he finished reading the papers in front of him someone knocked on the door and he pressed something on the screen of his phone to open it. "Good morning," he said greeting the old man."Daniel," the old man said setting down the big tray betwe
~ CASSANDRA'S POINT OF VIEW~I shook my head no "Never." and lied cause I don't know how much Daniel has told them about me.She rose an eyebrow "That's odd, I mean, you're gorgeous that's why I find it rare."The subject is one that I hate so I stayed quiet looking at my toes, after a few seconds Davina walked to the pool and sat at the edge. I took my flip-flops off and then the dress, I hugged myself as I walked to the edge because I've never felt beautiful. I stepped in the water carefully, it was warm and comfortable, Laurent swam to me with the biggest smile I've ever seen."Auntie Cassandra!" she wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist.I smiled feeling her small warmth "You're so cute.""I know," she smiled bigger resting her head on my shoulder.She has more confidence than me.We spent a couple of hours in the pool but Davina never got in, she said she just got her hair done and if she got in th
~CASSANDRA'S POINT OF VIEW~"Yeah, he was the person who runs into your parent's car which causes them to lose their lives. He got into an accident on the same day as your parents. He got into an Accident with your parents' car. It was the same day I and you lost our family in the same god fucking damn hospital. While that bastard survived and Live his life as if nothing happened!"I cannot proceed with anything further than this. But the unsolved pieces are now coming into their place.Now I know why Michael was so possessive over me. He wanted me to live with him so that he could make sure I won't open my mouth about my parents' accident in front of anyone.Now that I remember, I know why I saw Michael with a girl in my dreams. It was Michael and Loren since the beginning. there was not me anywhere in his picture. He wanted me to stay with him so that he could stay close to the woman who has the heart of his first love.I gasped and covered my
"-That's why I've got the evidence for you." He completed his line from exactly where I stopped him.He stared into my eyes as he started making his way towards me. I would be lying if I say I was not scared. I was scared as hell that I could swear I almost had peed in my clothes...if only... if only he hadn't had reached for the drawer of the nightstand. I watched him as he took out a thick brown envelope out of it and slide it close again. I wonder what could be in it as my gaze never leaving his hand that was white-knuckling the thick envelope.He took us a paper and threw it into my lap. I glanced at it and then to his glorious face, waiting for fir him to tell me what is it. And like he a psychic to read my mind he answered, "It's the report of your medical shit. Plus a copy of the document that was signed by your and donor's family that agreed to donate the descendent's heart to save your ass."He should not be right. He should not be right. Please god, do
~ CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW ~“I was planning to tell you all of this once you would have gotten better. Much better to handle everything as a reason to hold you back, for it’s the safest way to keep you by my side. But now it seems like I could not hold you back any longer. I could hide the truths from you about your life and what you have to face ahead if I tell you now.” I heard him say.I could not understand why he said that. The only thing I know is that I know thismotherfucker is gonna be kidding me if he pulls up a stunt to kill me, again, I’m gonna kick his ball this is one and I won’t be regretting it.I was waiting for when he was gonna open his mouth again that he had sealed after he was said that much absurdity. Looks like I would be one to start the fucking conversation with this weird creature.“Could you please tell me what is going on?” I pleaded, my voice was merely a whisper. I was too scared of him to ask him. He didn’t answer but his head hung do
~CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~It was nighttime when I opened my eyes. My eyelids were heavy with the number of tears I had shed earlier, not because I remembered the cause about why I’m laying on the bed with an oxygen mask on my face to support my life and the reason was the same person who is been trying everything or anything since past few days to save me, to make me breathe freely without using a fucking oxygen mask.Ironically, when I opened my eyes in the middle of the night, I was in the embrace of that dangerous man who once attempted to kill me just to satisfy his revenge on Michael. His strong arms were caging me with the same tightness that I remembered was the first time he squeezed me into him early this day when I cried to know my reality.The huge room was shining with the pin-d
~ CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~It’s been fifteen days since Daniel has brought me back to his villa or should I say a villa which he turned into a hospital for me. And it’s been fifteen days I’m still under the eyes of doctors and Oh, Daniel. He never left my side since the day he brought me here, not even for a second, even he if sleeps, just because I force him to sleep, he sleeps on the couch which in place at the corner of this huge room.I wonder what my connection is with him but the way he’s been taking care of me I’m sure we have some special connection, the difference is I don’t know if we knew each other already or is it just my mind that’s playing tricks with me cause sometimes I have this feeling that I’m or maybe I was so attached to him ( before I had lost most of my memories)
~ CASSANDRA’S POINT OF VIEW~Their laugh was suppressing all the noises of the world. The girl was glistening with the water of the ocean as the boy was splashing the salty water on her. They were running on a beach, ditching the waves of the Ocean underneath their feet. The sky was painted with unrealistic colors that can only be found in a rainbow or maybe it was the color of the cotton candy that was in their hands as they were enjoying it at the time of the golden hour.The girl snatched the cotton candy from the hand of the boy as she started running, “Come and get me,” She yelled at the boy while running as she heard the boy giggling, “Stop there, Loren. I’m gonna get you.”“First catch me, Michael.” She answered, still running,
Michael makes it to his office, he feels so guilty for the way he’s been acting towards Cassandra and he has been organising things on the drive to work, with how to make it all up to Cassandra. He’s just putting his coat awaywhen his phone buzzes.“Santorum” He answers, his voice as cold as ice out of boredom.“Michale, where are you?” Aaron’s panicked voice sounds over the phone.“I just got to the office, why what’s wrong,” Michael asks his voice wavering at Aaron’s tone.“There's a hostage situation, it’s Cassandra. The building has been evacuated but they’ve got Cassandra In the apartment” Aaron says, his panic can be sensed by his voice.“I’m on my way,” Michael says as he hangs up. He’s never in his life run so fast, Robert and his security Flagging him as he makes his way back to the car in record time. As they approach the penthouse, the roads are closed off, so Ali pulls up a block away from theapartment and they run the rest of the way, there are am