CASSANDRA’S POV“you stupid men”, I seethe as another body guard tried to hold me captive. I kicked him where the sun doesn’t rise and smirked at him face grimacing in pain.“Leave me alone”, I yell at them as now people have already started to be interested on what am doing here with six body guards. Probably I might be the only person alive on earth beating my own body guards.“please miss Williams, its for your own good”, another body guard opened his mouth only to receive my death glare.“Dont tell me what is good and what not, am not a fucking child”, I tell through my gritted teeth.Two body guards gave a knowing nod to each other as one stood infront of me daring as he is ready to take a blow or blow me back. Well I didn’t expect this but I kept my poker face on and waited for his move.He took a step towards me as I did same totally concentrating on his move. I was suddenly lift up my legs flying in air as the bodyguard lifted me on his shoulder.“You moron, drop me”, I yelled
IVAN’S POV“Mom, am on my way, I have meetings today”, I tell my mom tiredly.“Ivan dont you dare deny me, first you bring your ass to home and show your face to me”, she snaps at me angrily.“mom....”, I try to change her mind but she is so stubborn, she wont be letting me to go to work if I didn’t listen to her. I sigh loudly and glance at my watch. “Okay, mom, I will be there”, I tell her nodding my head to my manager to change my schedule and post my meetings a hour further.Soon I arrived to my childhood home- Miller mansion. The cream walls of the mansion with tall pillars in European style with marble flooring was the home I born and raised in. This home was inherited by my father from his father and my grandfather from his. There is no doubt that masons who worked on this master piece were more skilled and used good quality material since it lasted this long. We didn’t change the major parts of this mansion but we did some changes in interiors with time to time.The beautiful
“WHAT?”, I choked on my food coughing badly. “mom are you serious?” I ask her to find out if she is playing a prank or something.“Ivan Mr Williams said that his daughter’s schedule for next few months is tight, she can only marry at the end of this month”, she tells making me frown.“did he tell you this?”, I ask my mom softly.“yes, he did spoke to your father about this”, she tells as I sigh heavily.I need to talk to Mr Williams, he is up for something which i cant accept. He cant force cassandra to this level. I make a mental note on meeting him for lunch today and talk this out about this marriage.“Its okay, if that’s the case”, I tell my mother as she smiles in gratitude.“Am so excited for your wedding, You have to go for wedding shopping with cassandra next week”, she informs me as I frown.“but why should I join her? Cant we do our shopping by own?”, I ask her to which she rolls her eyes.“wont you choose a wedding dress for her, she would be eager to choose one suit for
Mathew’s pov (Cassandra’s father)“I think you should tell her about the person she is getting married”, my wife tells me for the nth time till now from the day I told her I want to get her married to my friend’s son.I Sigh heavily as I struggle with my tie and leave it alone on my failed attempts. My wife chuckles softly as she walks towards me and pull me down with my collar so that she can tie it properly. The black tie in her velvety fair hands seems more beautiful than it is. I smile at her genuinely thinking how we made everything together till now. She gave me most beautiful children of the world, though I dont tell this to them, they are beautiful there is no doubt in it. They inherited their beauty from their mom and stubbornness from me. Chaerin was never a trouble maker not even in her childhood. She was my father’s friend’s daughter and I fell for her at the first sight I saw her at my birthday party.“Do you remember this is how we first met”, I ask her smirking at he
He raised his eyebrows as he took the file in his hands. I folded my hands on my chest leaning back as I started observing his every move. After reading the file thoroughly he laughed, he fucking laughed throwing his head back as if I have cracked a joke. I took a deep breath to calm myself. “am sorry, I couldn’t hold my laughter”, he stated as he regained his state. “I didn’t drop a joke Mr Miller”, I told him coldly thought my gritted teeth. He bent forward on the table as he folded the file and pushed towards me and said “I will not sign this contract”.“may I know the reason?”, I asked him trying to sound less demanding. “yes, of course”, he said as he leaned back on his chair. “signing this contract means belittling Cassandra, your own daughter, my future wife”, he snap at me hatefully. Well, this wasn’t the reaction I expected from him, Miller's are known for their deals. They stand on their word, seeing the profits they make, whether it is financial or emotional which
CASSANDRA’S POVWaiting in my room after ending up tired of all the banging on the door I plop myself on my bed. Everything is same as I left few years ago, the blue walls with white frames of photo frames hanging on the wall. No one picture contains my dad. How would it be if he spent out of home most of the time escaping from our happy moments for his own selfish goals! Two study tables with chairs are kept untouched since the last time we used them and clean. My room was Jackson and mine study room while we set up his room as play room with two pc's and speakers with our PlayStation. His room is of black painted walls with graffiti on it which we both drew when we were teenagers. I remember how our parents wanted us to have a separate playroom but we choose to make it work out like this, which our father used to complain every time when he found me along Jackson’s friends in his room. His say was that those games weren’t for me, instead of tagging him I should have a Barbi
CHAERIN'S POVAs I saw my both children in my home hugging and laughing with each other my heart filled up with joy which I can’t describe. When was the last time I heard their voices echo in our mansion, when was the last time I felt this type of warmth in my chest? Do I even remember? Yes, I do – when they were born. But their cold behaviour towards me showed me that they are not pleased seeing me. Even though Jackson was always around and used to visit me occasionally when Mathew was out of picture, I still miss him as badly as I miss my little princess. Last time seeing her race when her car was hit by another car making her slip down losing control for few minutes made my heart stop for the time being till I saw her back again all fine and safe. This was the main reason when I agreed with Mathew that her choice of career was dangerous. Instead of seeing my one and only daughter die in the horrible car accident I would be happily die instead of her in every possible way. That’s
CASSANDRA’S POVI see in horror as my mom collapsed to the ground, before her head hit the floor Jackson was fast enough to hold her in his arms. “Mom, what the fuck, wake up”, he said shaking her up. “Chaerin wake up!”, my father tells panicked as he embrace my mom. My brother lays numb moving away from her as I hug him from side, seeing him in broken state. “Doctor, call someone doctor!”, my father tells as I hug my brother tighter. “Shhh, jack, it’s okay, mom will be fine”, I tell him rubbing his back to which he lean into my touch as a lost puppy. “No, mom wont be okay, she isn’t okay”, he tells in the verge of tears making me sob holding him tighter. “please, hurry up, call the doctor, she will die!”, I hear my father scream as our guards and maids hurried up doing something and one of them called the ambulance. “boss, we called ambulance, it’s better this way”, the guard tells sadly making me frown. “Jackson, what is happening here”, I ask him in terror to which
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