Calvin’s POVA knock came on my door, interrupting my thoughts. “Come in,” I said gruffly. I was not in a mood to entertain any visitors today, so it better be important. It was Austin, my secretary, that revealed himself as the door opened. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him. The man is always interrupting me in the worst possible moments. “Whatever it is, I’m not in the mood, Austin.” I said, burying my face in my palms. Gently rubbing my temples, I added, “Leave me alone.” “You’re going to want to hear this, Boss.” He persisted. I looked up at him in annoyance, “I told you I don’t want to hear it, whatever it may be!” “But..” He hesitated, “it’s about-”I glared at him, “I said I don’t want to-”“It’s about Cassie.” He blurted in a hurry. I was cut off mid-sentence as I heard his words. Widening my eyes, I said, “What did you say?” “I found out where she is.” He replied, “You asked me to, remember?” A weird sense of relief flooded over me. After she was given bail, I
Cassie’s POV The next morning, I awoke early, despite tossing and turning in my bed for hours together, chasing sleep. By the time I had stepped out of my room, it was past 8 am and Enzo was nowhere to be found. He has already gone to work, I presumed. I had decided to meet Kelly for lunch later today, so until then, I essentially had the entire house for myself. Fixing myself a quick cup of coffee, I settled down by the kitchen counter and lazily ran my eyes over the empty space of the house. The one thing that stood about the house was how bland it was, how lifeless and empty it seemed. It almost felt criminal that Enzo was wasting the enormous potential this house had. This beautiful space needed some upgrading for sure, but it wasn’t my call to make. I mean, I would be living here for a little while, until I got my own space, so it would be terribly rude of me to suggest Enzo try to get some furniture in here. He looks like he can afford it. If it was his busy lifestyle that
The ring of a bell chimed in the air. Before I could get up from the pool of clothes I submerged myself in, Kelly got up from her seat and walked out of the room to get to the door. I could faintly hear her conversation and made out that our lunch was delivered. Pushing all the stuff away from my lap, I got up and headed out the door. After the unfortunate phone call with Calvin, I realized that I was in no mood to head out for lunch. Moreover, I needed her company immediately, so I rang up Kelly and asked her to come home instead. Since she wanted to help me unpack my things, we got to it while I ranted to her till my heart was content. We settled down by the kitchen counter to eat our lunch which was some alfredo chicken pasta. As I took the first bite, Kelly grimaced, “Everyday is a new surprise to me.” “What?” I asked, not sure what she was referring to. Did she not like the food?“About Calvin.” She clarified to my relief. “I mean, why is he being such a hypocrite? Has he alw
As the elevator took me up the floors, I looked out of the transparent glass. The view of the office didn’t change a bit, it was just like how I saw it the last time, which was almost four months ago. I had come for a small party Calvin threw for his employees, and as his wife, I had to make an appearance. I couldn’t help but remember that night with some bitterness and some fondness. Although Calvin wasn’t the most affectionate husband, he was surprisingly nice to me that entire evening. He took special interest in introducing me to everyone, including his interns and other new employees. For the first time in my life, it felt like he was finally making peace with the fact that I was his wife. It felt as though he didn’t mind my presence beside him or in his life, and that it ignited a small hope within me. It made me wonder if things would finally go back to being normal, if we would finally become a couple that I had always dreamt of. However, that dream of mine was short-lived,
“Cassie, stop!” Calvin’s angry voice came from behind me, but I did not pay any heed to it. Determined to get out of there as soon as possible, I kept walking. I felt a grip on my elbow then, and before I could protest, I was being dragged into a room to my left. As the door shut behind, Calvin pinned me to it and looked down at me menacingly. “Calvin!” I shrieked, trying to get out of his hold, “Let go of me.” “How dare you do this?” He said, tightening his grip on my arms. I looked up at him in astonishment. Was he seriously asking me this question? Is he truly that daft that he thought I would remain a loyal wife to him after everything he’s put me through? As I looked into his eyes in annoyance, I was surprised to find hurt in them. Not anger, but hurt. He looked at me as though I was betraying him, as though I was stabbing him in the back. Either I had to be delusional or he was good at manipulating me, only that would explain why he was looking at me like that.“It’s because
Calvin’s POV The car screeched to a halt in front of my mansion, pulling me out of my thoughts. As I got out, a terrible headache hit, making me feel dizzy for a moment. I noticed my driver looking at me, ready to help, but I raised my hand to signal I didn’t need it. The day’s events were catching up to me, but it wasn’t new. I had survived many days like this before, and this one would be no different.But how could Cassie say those hurtful words? How dare she divest? She's truly an evil woman.Dragging my feet toward my house, I opened the door and felt grateful for the silence that was coming from within. Good, I was in no mood to interact with my parents, especially my father after the spectacular flop show at the office. He was sure to taunt me for my shortcomings, giving me his classic ‘I told you so’. He would not understand even if I tried to justify that there was nothing I could have done. I did back off when he asked me to, and yet, Cassie still did what we all dreaded.
“Have you forgotten what she did to me?” Becky said, “Do you not want to punish her for that?”“I do, darling.” I said as the look of sadness on her face churned my heart. I never meant to make her feel as though she was not important to me. “But my father.. I gave him my word that I wouldn’t go after her.”A frown etched on her face. “But that was when things were different, when your company was at stake.” She said, “You didn’t want to go against her because you were afraid she would take the money away. But what happened now? Despite your kindness in sparing her, she pulled the money from the company. And now, you have nothing to lose.”At the mention of her words, I began to think about it for a moment. She was indeed making sense.&
Becky’s POVThat night, I twisted and turned on the bed, chasing sleep to no end. The man I loved, Calvin, was sleeping peacefully next to me, and I couldn’t help but feel envious of him. He had no idea what was going on in my mind. Ever since dinner, my mind was occupied with thoughts of Cassie. I couldn’t get her off my head no matter how hard I tried. Knowing that she met Calvin again today, and there was a chance she could take him away from me was haunting me. Although the likelihood of that happening was very low, I couldn’t help but worry about it. I trusted Calvin to think clearly and not believe her without checking with me first. But what if I was wrong? What if he believed her and found I was the one lying? What would I do then? Nothing. I would be powerless and lose the one person I love with all my heart.No, I cannot leave any space for such a possibility to occur. I cannot let Cassie come anywhere close to him now. But how can I do that? I can’t physically stop her n
I couldn’t believe this woman. She didn’t change a bit. Every time she finds an opportunity to exploit, she makes sure she gets it by hook or by crook. And that’s exactly what she’s doing now too. I clearly underestimated how smart my mother could be when she wanted something.“Of course you are, Mrs Harper.” Mrs Ashford said. “You’ve raised Cassie all these years. You must attend her engagement.” Mrs Ashford was not familiar with my mother’s game. She probably thought she was meaning well, but the truth couldn’t be farther from it. “Thank you, Mrs. Ashford.” She said, “I wouldn’t miss her engagement for the world.” “Of course, you won’t.” I said, walking away from her. Mrs Ashford followed me as I got the dress packed. As expected, the two evil women left us alone after they got what they wanted with victorious grins on their faces. Shaking my head in dismay, I walked out with Mrs Ashford and got into the car. She noticed my troubled face and reached out for my hand. “Don’t wor
I folded my arms across my chest, glaring at her. Did they plan this? Of course they had to. There was no way they were here by coincidence. They were so eager to kick me out of their lives back then, so why did they want to speak to me now? “Fiona?” Mrs Ashford said, “What are you doing here?” Right. I forgot they were friends. Great. “Mrs Ashford, I just came to meet my daughter-in-law.” She said, “I wanted to see how she was doing. I heard there has been a lot going on in her life after the divorce…” “First of all.” I said, “Calvin and I are divorced. I’m no longer your daughter in law. And you never treated me like one when I was married to your son, so I don’t get why you’re talking to me now. If you’ll excuse us, I need a lot-” “Oh, don’t be so upset, Cassie.” She said, “What has happened is in the past. You know we don’t have to remember everything. Why can’t we make a fresh start?”“A fresh start?” I scoffed, “I’m already doing that and I urge you to do the same.” “No, C
As I walked along the pavement of the busy streets of New York, I couldn’t help but miss the smell of the ocean, the humid air that added curls to my hair and the fresh breeze that kept me alive. Miami turned out to a perfect escape for Enzo and I. After spending our days by the ocean, strolling through the streets and exploring beautiful cafes, flying back home left a longing in my heart. I couldn’t wait to go back to Miami. “Hello, dear.” Mrs Ashford said as she saw me approaching her. Opening her arms open for me, she welcomed me into a warm motherly embrace. “You look wonderful. How was your trip?”“It was perfect.” I said, pulling away from her hug. “When have you come back here?” “Just last night.” She smiled. “I promised I would help you pick the dress, didn’t I?” “Oh, you didn’t have to come all the way here for that. I could’ve asked one of my friends to help out.” “But I wanted to be here.” She said, “I never got to celebrate my daughter’s wedding. Life’s giving me a se
I watched with anticipation as Enzo spoke to that man. The man’s face twisted with fear, and before I could understand why, he got up from his seat and headed outside. Enzo came back to the table with a neutral expression, making sure nobody suspected anything. Once he was seated, I turned toward him to ask, “What did he want?” He shook his head, “He was someone from the press. He wanted pictures of us together.” “Press?” I frowned. He didn’t look like he was from the press. Why would he ask me to take care of Enzo if he was a journalist? “I don’t think so…” “He was under a disguise so he would look like a tourist.” He said, “It’s fine. It’s nothing we should be worrying about. I warned him to not bother us anymore.” I nodded, but somewhere deep inside, I knew that the man was not telling the truth. There was more to the story than he let on. But for now, I let it go. If I saw him again, of course, I would confront him. Right then, Enzo touched my forearm. When I looked toward h
He was looking at me with a curious gaze, as if he was trying to figure me out. “Excuse me?” I said, urging him to move. “You’re Cassandra?” He asked. He didn’t seem like a native english speaker. “Uh… yes.” I said, “Do I know you?” He shook his head, “No.” He said and glanced behind him toward our table. “You’re with him?’I looked at Enzo. “Yes. What do you want?” “Nothing.” He said, stepping away. “You take good care of him, young lady.” I frowned, but took the chance to walk away. As I walked back to the table, Enzo turned around to reach out for my hand. As I took the seat beside him, I turned around to see if the man was still there. He was gone. “What’s the matter?” Enzo asked, looking at my confused face. “Nothing.” I said, turning away. “It was nothing.” ***After lunch, Enzo took me to one of Miami’s tourist attractions- Wynwood Walls. It was an art museum of sorts situated in the streets, with many famous artists displaying their work there. As a fellow art lover
The next morning at breakfast, I made everyone some coffee for their hangover. After Enzo and I went to bed, the party continued till morning downstairs. It was Phoebe’s birthday today, so we had an entire day planned. Sadly, we'll probably have to cancel a few of them today to let these guys rest. “You were wild last night.” Enzo complained, “How long did the party go? Three? Four?” “Three thirty in the morning.” Leo said, clutching his head, “I’m just glad we made it back to the villa in one shape. We were drunk off our faces last night. It’s a miracle one of us hasn't jumped into the ocean.” “Jesus, I should not have left you guys alone.” Enzo said, sipping on his coffee.“It’s fine, Enzo. at least we had a blast.” Phoebe said, looking toward me with a sorry look. “We missed you. I hope you’re rested well for today.” “I am.” I said, tucking behind a strand of hair. “Wait.” Phoebe said, catching my hand mid air. She examined my finger then and showed it to Enzo. “Is that an eng
I lost track of time as I fell into bliss. By the time I found my way back to Enzo’s lap, I was utterly exhausted, yet not satisfied. “Tired already?” He said, brushing some wet strands away from my face. “Shall we go to bed?” “No.” I said in a stern tone, fixing him with a glare. “Get your hands off of me and let me do my thing.” He gave me an amused look and watched me struggle against him. He then stabilised my hip, and that’s when I found the chance to wrap my hands around his dick. And then, I slowly guided it toward my slit. “So wet, baby.” He said, taking me in for a kiss. “Always.” I said, and gently started rubbing against him, coating his length with my wetness. I could feel it harden with every stroke, his breath growing heavy with each passing second. When he had had enough, Enzo gripped my grips tightly, forcing me to freeze. Then, he took his dick and thrust it into my vagina. “Ah!” I groaned as he suddenly filled me up with his girth, digging my nails into his sho
I groaned against his lips, and before I knew it, I was straddling his thighs. “Enzo…” I whispered against his lips, “I need you…” “I need you too, darling.” he said, and pulled us both back until he rested against the headboard of the bed. I stared into his fiery eyes burning with desire. Holding his jaw, I dropped soft kisses along his neck, travelling down toward his collar bone. As I climbed back up, his lips seized mine at once, holding them captive. Right then, his hands travelled to the sash of my robe and gently tugged at it. The loose cloth came apart at his mercy, parting to reveal my torso. Without breaking the kiss, Enzo’s hand travelled in to graze the skin of my chest, his fingers quickly spotting my erect nipple. “Ugh!” I groaned as he pinched at it hard. Breaking away from the kiss, I looked at him. He smirked as he saw my face, “That good?” He said, “How about this then?” He proceeded to pull the robe away from my mound and dipped his head to take my nipple int
“What is your problem, Cassie?” He mumbled, looking at me in absolute defeat. “I’m sorry?” I said. “What are you doing?” He asked, “Is this some sort of a punishment? Do you want me to die of an early heart attack or something?” I widened my eyes at his absurd words. “Enzo, come on. Don’t be silly.” I said, pushing aside a strand of wet hair. Enzo sighed and got up from his place. Fetching a towel, he went to sit behind me and put the towel to my head. Rubbing my head gently, he asked, “Then why are you doing this?” “I’m not doing it on purpose.” I said, “It’s not like my life’s agenda is to trouble you.” “That’s what it looks like to me.” He said, rubbing my scalp with the towel. I didn’t say anything for a while, only let him dry my hair without whatever it was that he was doing. After he was done, threw the towel aside and sat behind me, legs hanging on either side of me. “Why didn’t you wait for the girls at that shop?” He asked, breath fanning against my neck. “Why did yo