For the first time ever, Enzo didn’t show up to pick me up. I waited for an hour before I decided to take a cab to my venue, after several of my messages went unanswered. If he had no intention of showing up, why did he promise? I felt tears prick at my eyes then. It was going to be so embarrassing for me. Stood up by my partner after the team was so excited to meet him. How could Enzo be so negligent? He could’ve dropped me a bloody text! “Hey, guys!” I said, spotting Melissa by the table. Her partner was by her side and a couple others from my team. “Cassie, where’s your date?” I gave her a sorry look, “Sorry to disappoint you, Enzo is-“ Right then, I felt a hand snake around my waist. And the touch was too familiar. “Sorry, I’m late.” Enzo’s voice chimed in my ear. “Oh,” I said, turning around in surprise. “Wait, you guys didn't come together?” Melissa asked in surprise. “No, I was running late because of a last minute meeting.” Enzo said with a polite smile. “I’m Enzo, b
I glared at Calvin's face as he spoke to Mr Clark on my side. He was seated across from me, but I couldn’t wait to put more distance between us. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.It had been a week since my fall out with Enzo. We were barely on talking terms, and I couldn’t even blame him for it. Last night, I told him that I declined the offer to go to the UK, and Enzo just nodded at that. He was still upset at me for how things turned out at the dinner that day. “Cassie, you’re coming with us?” Mr Clark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, frowning. Where was he going? “To Mr Anderson’s office.” He said, “We’ve discussed it, right?” We did? I must have zoned out. I quickly got up to stand, “Yeah, let’s go.” Once we got into the car, Calvin decided to get behind the wheel, with me in the passenger seat and Mr Clark in the back. As the both of them talked, I couldn’t help but notice how miserable I felt the last few days. It was not ju
“There you are.” Calvin said as he finally spotted me by the gazebo. I widened my eyes, looking at the girl in surprise. How did he find us? “Are you done with your little walk? You’ve been at it for almost twenty minutes.” He said, folding his arms across his chest. “Well, I wanted to see the place.” I said. “Isn’t that why we’re here?” “In case you’ve forgotten, we have work to do, Cassie.” He said, “And it is urgent. It cannot wait anymore.” “Well, then you may get to it. As I’m still in the mood for some… seeing around.” From the looks of it, I could tell that he was growing rather impatient. Ever since I came back from the changing room, I have been acting distant from him. I made the effort to escape from him multiple times, and I was sure he picked up on it.“No, Cassie.” He said, “You’ve had enough. Now, you’re going to listen to me and do as I say.” I scoffed, “Yeah, I don’t think so, Calvin.” I was about to turn around and leave when he caught my wrist, whirling me a
“You’re sleeping?!” My mother-in-law, Fiona's, voice boomed. I did not realize when I had managed to fall asleep on the couch. Piles of files and books lay scattered on the floor, most of which belonged to my husband Calvin. "Shit." I said and hurriedly got up on my feet, straightening my hair in the process. It’s been three years since I married Calvin, but I still couldn’t earn my mother-in-law's affections. “Who is going to clean all this mess if you’re going to sleep?” She glared. “Quick, get it all done before Calvin arrives. You know he hates it if things are out of order.” I sighed, "But Fiona, I just cleaned this room room yesterday..." She narrowed her eyes at me, "You didn't. You made the house help clean it and they did a very shitty job. Hence, I want you to clean it now."As I couldn’t dare to oppose her, I meekly complied. Fiona always found pleasure in knowing that I was miserable. She wanted to remind me everyday that I was fit for just doing household chores in
"Yes, mother." Jen said, "Cassie is the worst thing that could happen to our family. I mean, she is utterly useless. She doesn't keep Calvin happy. Even after three years of marriage, Calvin doesn't care about her. He wishes every day that he could marry Becky instead. How I wished it was Cassie that suffered in the accident instead of poor Becky." “I agree.” Fiona sighed, “For the past three years, I've been sick of waiting for an heir. Cassie is useless as it is, but I’d expected that she could at least give me a grandchild. She is honestly good for nothing.” Anger arose within me upon hearing her words. I didn’t know what came over me, perhaps it was the threat I felt in Becky waking up, or the false allegations of my incapability of childbearing, or that I was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally to tolerate them anymore, that I sought to give it back to them for once. Without giving it a second thought, I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, ready to
Ignoring me, he started to pull up my shirt. What was going on? Why was he trying to take my clothes off?"Calvin!" I said, grabbing his hands to stop him. "What are you doing?""Didn't you tell my mother that we haven’t been intimate lately?" he said, glaring at me. "I’m fixing that."I stepped back, disgusted. "No! That’s not what I meant! Fiona said—""I don’t care what she said, Cassie," he interrupted, moving closer. "I don’t want to look like an incompetent husband."He pulled me toward him again, but I slapped my hand over his mouth. "No, Calvin! This is ridiculous. I’m not doing this.""Why not?" he demanded. "You wanted a child to secure your place in the family, didn’t you?""Please. I don’t want this!" I cried, feeling the tears well up. He loosened his grip, giving me space to breathe. "I don’t want it like this. Not when you’re so angry at me.""You know I hate it when my mother gets involved in our private life. You promised to respect my privacy, but you told her everyt
I gasped when I saw him. He looked stunning in his new tuxedo. I had always thought he was the most handsome man I’d met, but tonight, he looked even better."What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded as he came to stand beside me. "I asked you to go in as soon as you arrived." "I was talking to-" I turned my face to look at Mr De Luca, but to my surprise, he was nowhere to be found. He had left. "Talking to who?" Calvin asked in impatience. "We're already late, let's go." It hurt to see that his eyes didn’t show admiration like I hoped. He seemed indifferent. I had spent hours getting ready for him, but it felt like I didn’t matter at all."How do I look?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow and gave me a dismissive glance. "Appropriate. Shall we go?"I blushed, embarrassed, but I couldn’t let my tears ruin my makeup. I swallowed hard. "Yes."Grabbing my arm roughly, he dragged me inside with him. Right then, Calvin’s phone buzzed. He read the message, frowning. "What’s wrong?" I
That night, I reached home very late. Yet, Calvin was nowhere to be seen. No matter how many times I called him, he diverted my calls to voicemail. Dejected, I went to bed alone, praying that he returned home safe the next morning.When I awoke the next morning, the house was surprisingly silent. Fiona and Jen have apparently gone out very early in the morning and didn’t come back. This might be the only good thing that happened today.After getting ready, I settled down by the breakfast table as the maid served me some food. It was my favorite; pancakes with maple syrup with a glass of orange juice on the side.“It tastes delicious. Thank you so much.” I smiled at my maid, “Did Calvin come home last night?”“No, ma’am.”“Did he inform any of you where he has been off to?”“Er.. yes, ma’am.” She muttered, “He rang us this morning to ask for some papers to be sent to Westwood hospital.”The spoon I was holding fell from my hand in surprise, clinking against the plate. Widening my eyes,
“There you are.” Calvin said as he finally spotted me by the gazebo. I widened my eyes, looking at the girl in surprise. How did he find us? “Are you done with your little walk? You’ve been at it for almost twenty minutes.” He said, folding his arms across his chest. “Well, I wanted to see the place.” I said. “Isn’t that why we’re here?” “In case you’ve forgotten, we have work to do, Cassie.” He said, “And it is urgent. It cannot wait anymore.” “Well, then you may get to it. As I’m still in the mood for some… seeing around.” From the looks of it, I could tell that he was growing rather impatient. Ever since I came back from the changing room, I have been acting distant from him. I made the effort to escape from him multiple times, and I was sure he picked up on it.“No, Cassie.” He said, “You’ve had enough. Now, you’re going to listen to me and do as I say.” I scoffed, “Yeah, I don’t think so, Calvin.” I was about to turn around and leave when he caught my wrist, whirling me a
I glared at Calvin's face as he spoke to Mr Clark on my side. He was seated across from me, but I couldn’t wait to put more distance between us. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.It had been a week since my fall out with Enzo. We were barely on talking terms, and I couldn’t even blame him for it. Last night, I told him that I declined the offer to go to the UK, and Enzo just nodded at that. He was still upset at me for how things turned out at the dinner that day. “Cassie, you’re coming with us?” Mr Clark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, frowning. Where was he going? “To Mr Anderson’s office.” He said, “We’ve discussed it, right?” We did? I must have zoned out. I quickly got up to stand, “Yeah, let’s go.” Once we got into the car, Calvin decided to get behind the wheel, with me in the passenger seat and Mr Clark in the back. As the both of them talked, I couldn’t help but notice how miserable I felt the last few days. It was not ju
For the first time ever, Enzo didn’t show up to pick me up. I waited for an hour before I decided to take a cab to my venue, after several of my messages went unanswered. If he had no intention of showing up, why did he promise? I felt tears prick at my eyes then. It was going to be so embarrassing for me. Stood up by my partner after the team was so excited to meet him. How could Enzo be so negligent? He could’ve dropped me a bloody text! “Hey, guys!” I said, spotting Melissa by the table. Her partner was by her side and a couple others from my team. “Cassie, where’s your date?” I gave her a sorry look, “Sorry to disappoint you, Enzo is-“ Right then, I felt a hand snake around my waist. And the touch was too familiar. “Sorry, I’m late.” Enzo’s voice chimed in my ear. “Oh,” I said, turning around in surprise. “Wait, you guys didn't come together?” Melissa asked in surprise. “No, I was running late because of a last minute meeting.” Enzo said with a polite smile. “I’m Enzo, b
The next morning, I looked at Enzo expectantly. We barely spoke yesterday and he spent most of his time inside his office room. So when we were getting ready for work now, I hoped that he would be the first person to break the ice. But now, it seemed like he had no intention. I wondered why he was so upset with me. Was Calvin really such a trigger for him? Was I pushing his buttons by hanging out with Calvin? Whose mistake was it? “I need a ride to the office this morning.” I said, having had enough. “Would you mind?” “Of course, not.” He mumbled, straightening his tie. He didn’t even look at me as he spoke. “Enzo, what’s the matter?” I said, “Are you still upset with me?” He didn’t say anything for a while, “Just something on my mind.” “Well, what is it?” I said, “Tell me. Maybe I can help.” He let go of his tie then and walked to his desk. And then, he grabbed a file from it and brought it to me. “What is this?” I asked. “It’s a file from my friend Ray’s company. He wants
“Bye, Cassie. See you at the office tomorrow.” Calvin smirked. He got up from his seat and grabbed his bag, making his way toward his car. And within a minute, he was out of my sight. And as if on cue, Enzo’s car drove in. I could not help but sigh with relief. I was not in the mood to explain to Enzo what Calvin was doing here. I had given him enough reason to be upset about my working arrangement. He didn’t need to know that Mr Ashford was also on Calvin’s side. We didn’t spend long after breakfast. I didn’t want to, so I made up an excuse that I was feeling sick and let Enzo drive me back home. “You seemed eager to get out of there.” Enzo mused, reaching for my hand in my lap. “Yeah, it was a bit too much.” I said, “I needed a break.” “Is that all?” He said, “Or has it got to do anything with the fact that Calvin was there?” I stiffened, glancing at him slowly. As soon as he registered the look on his face, his question was cleared.“Right, so it was him.” Enzo said, “What
Cassie’s POV After the not so pleasing lunch, the rest of the day did get better. Perhaps because I only spent most of it with Mrs Ashford. She was a sweet and patient woman. She had an answer to every question I asked, and she did plan the day well to keep me entertained. However, the Ashfords went to bed early, so after having an early supper, I was ushered into my room. I was offered to sleep in my mother’s room, but I was too weirded out by the idea to accept it. Hence, I found myself mindlessly scrolling instagram in the guest bedroom at nine thirty. Right then, I realized that I missed Enzo terribly. He was always around to keep me entertained or atleast to give me a nice orgasm at the end of the day. I didn’t know who I missed more, him or his fingers. I opened Whatsapp and shot him a message. ‘What are you doing?” - CassieHe instantly saw the message and sent me a picture. As I downloaded it, I saw that it was a picture of a whiskey glass on a bar table. ‘Nice. Wish I
Enzo’s POV I looked up at him in surprise. “How do you know that?” He sighed, “It’s precisely why I’m here, Enzo.” I waited patiently as he took another sip from his whiskey, perhaps to knock the edge off of what’s coming. “Calvin Anderon is our biggest competitor right now.” He said, “And not just that. He was a partner with us before he decided to screw us over and send our company into losses.”“How did that happen? Did you not do a background check before signing with him?” “It was clean.” He said, “You see, when he was entering the Europe market, his was already an established player here in the states. Everybody was eager to sign a deal with him, and we were one of them. He had funding from Arnold Harper, one of the most trusted investors. So it was a no brainer. But things didn’t work out, and his company suffered huge losses. Harper pulled his investments, and Calvin was desperate to stay afloat. So he decided to screw us over, and took us down with him. This is probably
Enzo’s POV I watched as Raymond pushed a shot of whiskey in my direction. “Cheers, brother.” Smiling, I took the glass and clinked it against his. Raymond was an old pal of mine back when I was studying in the UK. While I flew back to the states to work here, Raymond took over his family business in London.We both led busy lives, so meeting each other frequently was no longer feasible. Unfortunately, we only made the time to meet each other when we desperately needed the other person’s help. I downed the drink in one go to kick start the evening, Ray following my cue. As the bitter liquid passed through my throat, I couldn't help but wince. “So what gets you here, Ray?” I asked, asking for another drink. Ray gave me a smirk, “Well, to meet you, of course.” I cocked my brow at him. “I know you only meet me when you need me for something.” “Can’t deny that.” He said with a hiss. “We gotta correct that man. Some might think we’re using each other.” I shrugged, “So let them. We’r
As the weekend rolled, Mr and Mrs Ashford invited me to their estate to spend a night there. Work was beginning to take up most of my time, and so was Calvin. I was sure that if I stayed in the city for longer, he might show up at my doorstep. Hence, I reluctantly accepted Ashford's invitation. But it was a bummer that Enzo could not accompany me there. “An old friend of mine is flying from the UK to visit me.” He said, “I haven’t seen him in a year, Cassie. I need to be here.”I couldn’t even fight him on this. Maybe I should have consulted with him before giving my commitment to the Ashfords. It was too late to cancel now. So here I was on a saturday, making my way to the Ashford’s estate alone. As expected, the Ashfords received me outside like I’m some child and ushered me inside. Once lunch was served, Mr Ashford began talking. “So, Cassandra.” He started, “When are you getting married?”The spoon I was holding fell down on the plate, breaking through the silence of the plac