CASSANDRA’S POVI woke up with huge burning sensation in my body, my head hurts, my body is sore like someone have played rugby with my body. I groan feeling cold still wrapped like a cocoon in my blanket on my couch.“What the hell is happening to me?”, I whine getting up forcefully while ny body still wants to rest.“Oh my god!”, I gasp as I put my palm on my face rubbing my eyes.Am hot, I burning hot, I have a fever! I realize as my eyes burn more than before. “this cant be happening now!”, I exclaims as I pick myself up.I stroll tiredly in my kitchen to grab ibuprofen. I rummage through many cabinets and shove them groaning. “God! I have to get them from medical”, I hiss holding my head in my palms I let my feet tiredly take me into the washroom, I toss my jacket off into the laundry basket and strip all my clothes then stand under the shower. I let Luke warm water fall on my body and wash out the smell of alcohol and sweat from last night after brushing my teeth.I squeeze s
“Cassandra?”, Ivan asks confused making me roll my eyes.“finally something except a hum”, I snap walking towards her.“Oh shit! She is burning!”, I gasp as I hold her palm to raise her up Soon I let my hand examine her forehead letting out few profanes out of my mouth.“Ethan? What is happening there?”, Ivan asks tensed and worried.I Frown and tell “Cassandra... she is unconscious in the hallway infront of my apartment and she is burning with fever”.“Oh my god! send me your address, am coming”, he tells before cutting off the call leaving me dumbfounded. I soon send him the location of my apartment ass it might take twenty minutes or more if traffic fucks up in new york. Argh! Should I take her in my apartment? Or call ambulance? Why the hell she is even here? I question myself before my eyes fall on the keychain in her hand. There is a medium size key just as mine with apartment number and a small donut charm.“Oh shit! She is my neighbour!”, I cringe taking the key in my hands.
CASSANDRA’S POVI groan tiredly as I turn comfortably in bed. Wait bed? How am on the bed? Last thing I remember was me going out to get ibuprofen from the medical store and returning back to home.Still with my closed eyes I start to panic internally too afraid to open my eyes. “Fuck it!”, I hear someone yell slamming something. Precisely a male voice and the more long I think about it I know who it is. I jump up sitting on bed, wincing in body ache as I see a shocked face of one and only asshole, Ethan.“What the fuck are you doing in my home?”, I yell at him angrily glaring at him. “thank god you woke up”, he exclaims happily as he looks at me grinning.“there are medicines on the side table and there is chicken noodles soup placed on the kitchen counter”, he said getting up on his feet.“Wait? What? First of all tell me what the fuck you are doing here?”, I question him glaring standing up.“Oh I see you are able to stand now, last time I remember I have found you unconsious on th
As I walk out of the building in my facemask so no one could recognise me I book a cab and wait for it patiently for few minutes. After its arrival which felt like hours because of my fever which thought to pay me a visit, I feel week and tired if using both words can show how devastated I am. Moreover sudden news of my father’s heart attack isn’t getting digest in my stomach as if it has something to do with me.I sit silently in the cab watching the lights of new York city shining brightly as if they are some twinkling stars in the sky. If alien are real if they cross from earth at this time they would surely assume if them walking into the milky way galaxy. “Keep the change”, I tell handing some extra dollars to the driver who happily takes them giving me a huge smile.“Thank you”, he tells beaming happily as I nod my head acknowledging it.“My pleasure”, I tell as I hop inside the airport with my luggage dragging along me.I see few paparazzi rushing towards the entrance gates of
Jackson’s povI turn my phone off before throwing it on the couch in my room. This lights are dimmed a bit making the temperature of the room hot more than before. After having two drinks at club I didn’t feel like having more as I was horny and I dont want to have sex with some random slut in my too drunk state as I could forget to protect myself and cum inside her. Which will lead to bigger problems in my life.Being a rock star I am not allowed to date a woman and my dad being the famous business man and the fame came along with my passion of being a rock star its impossible for me to have many hook ups as I wish outside my home with paparazzi tailing me everywhere I go.So I have came up with a thing, fucking my stylist when I feel. She wanted more money for which she was ready to spread her legs for me, I honestly dont know why she needs more money when she earns good thousands of dollars just by styling me for my concerts and shows, which I never bothered to ask her any way as m
IVAN’S POVAfter informing her that am not a rich man her whole aura changed. She feels more comfortable around me and speaks kindly not like the little brat. I like both side of her though, her this side makes me to treasure her innocence but her bratty side turns me on and I just want to fuck the attitude out from her. Over all I understood that she is not like other girls who are suckers for money or name, fame? Yes she has her own she doesn’t crave to buy more as she dont reveals much about her father.But this still keeps me in why she hates rich men, specially her father. I have to dig deep as its matter of her personal life which is hidden in-between the walls of her home.“so you live in Sydney?”, she asks turning on her laptop and connecting them with her pods as he puts one in her ear. After having dinner our flight landed in the San Francisco international airport.“Yes, I do”, I tell her smiling which she returns with her own.“you do look like an Australian man”, she admi
JACKSON’S POV“well, today’s shoot went pretty well”, I tell Justin as he drop himself on the couch beside me with a sigh. “yes, am already tired, up for a drink?”, he asks as I shake my head as no. “Am leaving to check on my mother”, I tell sighing heavily. She might be crying her eyes out till now.“okay, I will be leaving after a drink or two at the same club”, he tells as I smile at him walking out towards the lift. As soon as I get in the back seat of my car, I inform my driver to take me to the city hospital. In twenty minuets I enter the building. The eyes of the every female receptionist to nurse are set on my as I take my large steps towards the room where my father is admitted. I Dont see my mother in the cafe nor hallway which means she is inside the room.I Hold the door knob but I hear something which made my legs freeze at their spot.“Do you think cassandra will come?”, my father asks in his normal heathy tone which makes me frown.“She will, she might haven taken off
“Its true, I just heard him and mother speaking about it”, I tell her rubbing my temples.“I cant believe, I thought he was really sick, I was fucking worried for him while he was baiting me to my death”, she speaks in disbelief.“god, how I wish now that he was really sick”, I tell her chuckling sarcastically.“by the way cassie, where are you?”, I ask her as she stays calm and I hear a heavy sigh leaving on the other line.“Am in the plane to Sydney”, she tells making my eyes go wide.“what the fuck, get off”, I tell her panicked internally.“I will, the flight....”, she was cut off by a female voice speaking “Madam please switch your phone off, the fight is taking off in few minutes”.“Cassie, no!”, I tell my head shaking as no though she couldn’t see.“cassie, you wont be able to escape when you get back to Sydney”, I tell tears almost trying to escape my eyes which am holding back forcefully.“CASSANDRA!”, I hear someone shout worried as the call cuts with a loud thud.“fuck!”, I
Ivan's pov It’s been one week since I am staying at Cassandra’s home. We cook together and eat dinner together. She gets up early in the morning and goes out for a run in the park nearby, sometimes I join her and sometimes I don’t wake up when she slips out of home without making a noise. This home is pretty comfy specially with Cassandra in it. I am sleeping in the guest room as she made clear that she will kill me when I was asleep if I get on her bed. Though I would let her try it but to not piss her off further I let that slide. Though I will have her crawl into my bed soon, very soon. After buying a company in new York I shifted my head office here and surprisingly lucas wanted to work here, still things are not good between serenity and him. Specially after he found that justin was the father of Grayson and she wouldn’t tell him the truth which will effect him in the ways not imagined. Grayson doesn’t want to accept lucas as a dad because he wants to meet his biological dad
CASSANDRA’S POVI can’t believe he really said that. How could he threaten me like this? He is exactly like my dad! No worst than him. At least my dad was face to face, he didn’t act on my face. “you are a asshole”, I grit out shoving him away from me. “Do you know how much you hurt me?”, I glare at him in disgust. Shaking my head off not wanting to talk to him any further I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe. “I am really sorry, cupcake, I didn’t mean….”, I cut him off immediately. “You think I still love you?”, I ask him coldly. He looks at me with such intensity that made my heart skip it’s beat, he didn’t speak a word but took a step towards me slowly and I took a step behind as an instinct. He is looking at me as a predator looks at his prey, as I was backed completely on the counter and wasn’t able to move anywhere he locked me in between his arms resting them both sides of my body. He brings his face closer to mine and his lips almost touch mine, I suck in a huge
Cassandra's pov“so this was what you wanted to tell?”, I ask Ivan coldly. I should have listened to him if I didn’t wanted to look dumb at our wedding about everything happening but somehow I understood where everything was going. Surprisingly my father didn’t react as we assumed because he took Ivan’s side and kicked justin off which shows how smartly he dodged the ball we threw at his face. But somehow I know this is not going to end well and to be honest I wouldn’t care, I just want my passport back. “yes but I also wanted to tell something else”, Ivan tells me as we both are dancing together for the reception party which was happening right after our wedding. “Is this about my passport, I want it tonight, I will leave as soon as possible from here”, I tell him coldly. Swaying me from left to right our legs gets tangled then untangled making my stomach burn in desire wanting to have them tangled in different way. “I wanted to tell…”, I cut him off coldly looking into his ey
Cassandra’s pov “you have to listen first Cassie”, Jackson tells as soon as Ivan stepped out of the room. “why? What are you going to tell?”, I ask him sighing. “listen when you went to Miller’s industry it was ethan who was in Ivan's cabin”, Jackson tells making me frown. “did you hear Ivan’s voice?”, he asks cupping my face. I frown thinking back what I heard, the woman called Mr Miller but never said Ivan, and his voice! Oh god! How stupid of me believe that it was his when it wasn’t! “oh fuck! I fucked up!”, I tell realizing what happened. It wasn’t Ivan having fun in the cabin, it was ethan! That alien! But that doesn’t mean I have forgiven Ivan for his lies, I will never forgive him. This should go as the contract I asked for and that time Ivan didn’t sign thinking God knows what, even I wanted you have him in my life but then again he broke my heart which I gave him. He is nota trustworthy so I had nothing more to do Or ask. “actually… no I didn’t hear his voice but am
Three months later IVAN'S POV She left me all alone, it’s been three months I am coming back to our home, to cherish the moments we spent here together, laughing, smiling, joking around, loving…. We lived here. But now this home is dead silence. Closing my Mac book I walked towards the gym. I needed to take my anger on something if I wanted to survive, I choose to take it this way. After a hour of working out in gym, I hear the door of my apartment open and I walk towards the fridge and pour myself a glass of orange juice. Shutting the door I walk into the living room where Jackson is seated on the couch looking at me in anger. I know, I understand his anger towards me, of course any brother would have been angry if I hurt their sister as the way I did his. Atleast he was easy on me and not killed me for doing what I shouldn’t have which I regret everyday. What if I had said truth to Cassandra on the very first chance I could, she would have forgiven me, hell she said herself th
IVAN'S POV “Nothing feels good, something is wrong, I know”, Jackson said with a frown on his face taking our attention on him. “why do you think so?”, ethan spoke for the first time after being in the car. Jackson glared at them and snapped, “you don’t get to ask anything, after you almost killed my sister in the race where you couldn’t play as a man and now? You hurt her”. Before they could speak anything Jackson’s phone rang, sighing he lift the phone answering it to his ear and spoke. “Am sorry, I can’t come to any shoot today, yeah, yes, no, she won’t be coming too, I had her on maternity leave and will send you the documents later”, I hear him telling as we drove to the location of Cassandra’s car supposed to be. “Not a right time but you have a good news?”, lucas asks grinning at Jackson. Jackson smiles warmly at the memory and tells “yes, we are expecting”. “I always knew she was the one for you”, said lucas patting his shoulder proudly. “uh hmm, I was just thinking e
Cassandra’s pov Darkness….. All I could see is darkness. How does my life turned from being told to what to play with to marry one? How my life turned from rebelling for everything I got to heart broken. I guess it’s right, I was just a disgrace to the family when I was born. Dad was right, yes… Dad. He was right he said my rebel behaviour will bring only bad to me yet I choose to be one but now it’s late too late, I am sitting in the corner with my two wrists cut, which I don’t even know when I did when I was drunk. I was heart broken, I was lied, I was used, I was cheated on…. I was played like a doll. I wouldn’t have decided to do this, to take my own life but all the things I have seen in past…. Precisely since I came back to the Sydney which was supposed to be my home, where I should have lived a life which was full of smiles and beautiful memories but all I could think about is tears and pain. I always hated to be Cassandra Williams, I never wanted to be which many girls
LUCAS'S POV “Ivan… you need to hear what just happened”, I tell calling to his number immediately after Cassandra left. Why was she crying? And how the hell did she knew about it? “what’s wrong, lucas, am in an important meeting”, he tells keeping his voice low but I could clearly hear his irritation for interrupting him by calling to his personal number. I had to because this is more important than any fucking deal, I don’t care. “Cassandra was at the office, here, she ran into me while she was leaving and she was a mess, she was fucking sobbing and yes, she knew who you are and said she would marry justin rather than see your face, should I add the point where she said she hates you?, oh I did already, now tell me what did you do?”, I asked him in one breathe. I know I don’t have patience now, right after seeing how her condition was when she exited the building and she was driving alone, I just hope she is okay and didn’t take any irrational decisions. Past few days I have a
CASSANDRA’S POV Everything felt numb, what the hell did just happened? I was happy just few minutes ago after spending good time… hell great time with my husband, now I don’t even know who he really is. What does it mean? Why did he hide this from me? To marry me? Now what am gonna do? “you might be confused Jackson, this Ivan Miller could be different”, maya tried to resonate lamely. “hell no!”, Jackson said pulling his phone out from the pocket. “he is our dad's friend's son, we used to play with him”, Jackson said making my heart beat against my chest loud. He is my father’s friend’s son! That means he knew about me much more before all these things could be just a coincidence. He meeting me in new York and taking care of me in plane. Oh god! That’s why he knew about my tastes so well, the picnic I desired for and the house decorated exactly as I wanted but why? Why would he do all that? When he must have already known about my father’s plan. “now tell me am wrong”, Jackso