CASSANDRA'S POVSince my mother is admitted in hospital neither Jackson nor I was having a normal day. We cover up our love for her with rude behaviour and all but after all she is our mother who gave birth to us. Not a day went without going to hospital to check up on her. It’s been five days she is still asleep. I am sitting at the stool beside her while Jackson is sitting on the couch in the room. The machines attached to her is only evidence of her life in the silent room with the beep sounds of the machines. She is quite so quiet which is sending shivers to my spine. Mom can’t leave us, not at least like this. Her beautiful black hair is now no where on her head. It’s covered with bandages and her pink soft lips are chapped, she is looking all bones with saline running in her veins and oxygen pipes inserted in her nostrils. I take out lip balm from my pocket and swipe the chap stick on her lips hoping it would moisten them not resulting in bleeding. When I see Jackson passi
Jackson's pov “I want to talk to you alone”, my mom tells looking at Cassandra while she glance at me pressing her lips together. “mom, if you are going to manipulate her about her marriage with that unknown dollar bag am not letting you di this to her, you can’t take advantage of your condition”, I tell her sternly. No matter how much I love this woman but I won’t let her hurt another woman who means as much as her to me. They both are my family, my mother and my sister is what I have as my family though with a so called father who was good as dead for me. “Am not going to force you to marry someone you don’t like cassie”, she tells smiling sadly at her. “I just want to talk to you alone”, she tells keeping her eyes on her. I scoff and get out of the room thinking it’s my cue to leave the mother and daughter duo alone. As soon as I shut the door behind me I get a call. I frown looking at the caller Id. It’s unknown number, who it might be? I don’t lift the call thinking it’s
“You won’t understand how I feel about you not want giving a chance to the man we choose just because he was chosen by us Or because he is a business man”, she tells softly squeezing my hand. “you grandfather, my dad, wasn’t like your father…… and you knows it better than anyone else”, she tells as she push few strands of hair behind my ear before caressing my cheek. “Give it a chance cassie, give your self a chance and if you didn’t like you are free to walk away, no one is going to force you to keep you in the marriage if you think it won’t work you are free to call off…… you are twenty plus without any dating experience and all now you will be twenty five soon I just want you to settle down or at least try to settle down”, she tells softly. Yes, she has a point. I have no experience with men and I don’t know what they hide behind their suits in their homes. As my father hides his abusive nature behind crisp ironed clothes I believe every man does so. Was I thinking that bad abo
CASSANDRA’S POV As soon as I step in my father’s office people gave me surprised looks, few were looking at me with wide eyes and few people’s jaws hit the floor, I couldn’t help but chuckle mentally that they think my clothing is not fit in corporate society. Well to work in business field people don’t necessarily wear suits and pencil skirt to crack a deal, all we need is knowledge of how business works. “Morning Miss Williams”, the receptionist greets me covering her shocked face with a fake smile. “Morning”, I tell not bothering to have a talk with her. “Miss Williams, Mr Williams isn’t in his office”, she tells nervously as she walks behind me. I stop in my tracks and turn my head towards her, she is wearing a plain grey skirt with white shirt which is decent -- good. Her hair is tied up in tight ponytail as she is in her black high heels. I glance around us to notice many curious eyes on me, I frown before looking back at Miss Ryan, which I remember her from past few years
Ivan's pov I can’t be more than this happy in my whole life! Who knows It might change when Cassandra marries me and love me back as I do love her? It would change definitely, if not now, sometime in future and am ready to take this slow with her if my destination is her arms and a special place in her heart. As Cassandra asked me to meet at a museum I had to get ready in some casual clothes but warm. Christmas is around the corner still Sydney without snow! What a shame! Christmas was always special to me, through I didn’t spend a lot of time with my family, I made sure I stay at home and take a Christmas vacation. Family always comes first but my mom wouldn’t be satisfied with so many holidays I could take she wants me to take more. Now knowing getting me married to cassandra she would ask me to stay home frequently and spend time together and get to know her well. That’s what an going to do today. Wearing a blue denims with a plain white shirt I layered it with cream sweater an
CASSANDRA’S POV I don’t remember the days I woke up with a smile on my face, not for long. These days am getting too much of habituated to it. Last night I slept talking to Ivan on phone. We spoke about our favourite books. Ivan has a similar taste of books as mine. I like reading from male point of view so that I could understand what men usually think before speaking or doing anything. Just like Ivan, he likes to read male point of view books not because he is interested in their thoughts, he says he likes to read it because he would get to know their feelings which is rare as a man could show. He is true, no man exposes his feelings to anyone and if they did it would be someone special. I never thought he would be among the guys who speaks their feelings out, atleast not to me. He became that friend I could trust with my life and it happened so soon that I didn’t realize I need something more from him just than his friendship. I was stupid enough to ask him if he was single las
IVAN'S POV“Mr Miller, we have done all the arrangements you asked for, today the South wale art Museum will be all for yourself”, informed my new assistant on my phone. “Ok, cancel all my meetings for today and don’t get to me for any queries contact lucas for anything important”, I tell her casually glancing at the watch. great it’s almost ten and I reached an hour earlier, I can watch any new art pieces added so that I could buy them for my new apartment. “sure Mr Miller, have a nice day”, my assistant tells in her chirpy voice but without answering I hang up the call. I park my car away in corner so that no paparazzi catches me meeting cassandra, her being a celebrity racer it’s even hard to meet secretly not attracting much attention because even though she is new York racer, she is daughter of Sydney and people support her not to mention how many teenage boys have a huge crush on her and leaves love you, marry me, kissy faces and hearts on her Instagram account, not to menti
CASSANDRA’S POV After a little teasing session with Ivan it would be lie if I tell am not wet, The fucking hell! I get wet just standing in his presence. He is Lucifer who doesn’t need to push people to commit a sin, his mere presence is enough to make people around him sinners. We soon walked out of the museum and I couldn’t help but blush because of him being a gentleman for me. The way he holds the door for me to walk out and holds my hand while crossing the road as if he is afraid thinking me as a child who would run away in excitement. I walk keeping my head low and admire our intertwined hands. His hand is huge compared to mine, it fits perfectly as if he is made to protect me. He was looking around may be he is afraid that we might be spotted by any Paparazzi since last time in new York we did got caught in 4k. Our shadows are closer than us, if I tell am jealous of our shadows because they are closer than we really are, yes I might be weird but I couldn’t take the jealou
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