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
Cassandra’s pov I couldn’t stay in the room where on the other side of the door my mom is getting operated. On the other side two important men of my lives are broken and holding their hearts on the sleeves. This is how is it going to be now? What if mom doesn’t wakes up, what if Jackson and I are left alone with our father? How would we survive. These many years our only hope, our safe place was our mother beside each other. When our dad left she was with us. Sacrificing her professional life so that she could have more free time which she could use in raising us. The thin body of my mother I saw few minutes ago couldn’t leave my mind. How the hell I didn’t notice how weak she turned. There was barely any flesh on her petite body. There were visible dark circles, her lips chapped, eyes dull. The only time I saw her eyes bright shining as stars is when she interrupted Jackson and mine laughing fit. How did she cope with everything alone, with a monster like my father. Am sure Jacks
I shake my head in denial, this couldn’t be like this, we were best friends, we were supposed to be best friends nothing more. “Cassie, please listen to me, it was stupid of me to break it to you like this, but I really love you”, he tells genuinely. For a matter of second I saw the love in his eyes, the care he took of me when I needed most, how was he my shoulder to cry on and my brothers best friend since our childhood. But do I love him? Can I give him myself in any romantic way is a big no to me. But why? Because he was a fuckboy, who used to have so many flings and all? Yes but no! Yes, because he might lose interest in me as he lost in other women. No, because what am seeing in his eyes is what I have never seen there in my whole life. Growing up with him I was this sure that the feelings he is expressing is not lie and it is terrifying me. “sorry Justin”, I tell him truthfully. “I can’t return your feelings”, I tell as I dig my fingers in my hair due to frustration. Taking
Justin's pov I was driving to the hospital which Jackson mention they took Mrs Williams there. I was really worried for her, she was like a second mom for me and their home was my second home. Everyday seeing my parents fight I was tired of them, really sick of them, sick of my own home. That’s how I spent many days and nights at Jackson’s place. The winters are quiet chilling this year and I find a black hoodie behind which I grab as I stop the car beside the park to put it on my plaid shirt. Even though the heaters of the car is on I find myself rubbing my palms and blow out a heavy breathe out as I wander my eyes towards the park. There is a familiar figure walking towards the bench as she sits down practically falling on the bench. That person is too familiar to not recognize even though I have spent years away and just communicating via phone I know who she is. As soon as I realised who it is my smile widen but the hurt in my heart grow wild thinking what she might have been go
IVAN'S POV “how was your meeting with your father in law, man”, Lucas tells as soon as he saw me. “What the fuck you are doing in my office”, I snarl at him in anger. “Waiting for you..... I guess!?”, he tells with a smug expression on his making me sigh. “I want our men to keep an eye on Cassandra and that bastard Mathew, who ever he is talking to or meeting I want every detail of it, track all the phones of the bastard”, I order Lucas as calm as I could but I know my anger is dripping out from my every word making easy for him to understand the severeness of the condition at least to me. How could that bastard fix the wedding then propose me to sign a fucking contract then Of I deny it he will not let me marry his daughter! Do I look like a fool to him? Or his puppet? Ivan Miller always got what he wanted, he will always get what he wanted it might take time but Cassandra will be mine, she will be mine hell she is mine since the day my eyes fell on her. No one can take her away
CASSANDRA’S POV “What the fuck?”, Jackson exclaims as I plop myself beside him on the bed. “yeah really, I was as shocked as you, you know I never thought he was growing feelings on me”, I tell him sighing heavily. “the fuck, cassie, he was all normal few days ago and if he loved you he wouldn’t have been fucking other chicks”, Jackson exclaims as he throws his hands up. “what do you mean?”, I ask Jackson turning on my stomach watching him as the frown on our faces is visible clear. “yeah, I know for a fact that if he was genuine he would have spoken to me first instead of approaching you and kissing you”, he scoffs. “then why he said those things? You know I was really feeling guilty”, I admit scowling to which Jackson ruffle my hair making me groan and slap his hand away. “I need to talk to him”, Jackson tells smiling softly at me. “Do you think it’s a good idea? I mean I rejected him so it is clear he won’t try anything”, I tell him thinking out loud. I see Jackson frown a
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