We rushed back to the mansion and walked inside. Everything seemed to freeze on the spot. The breathless silence around us. I feared getting inside, but I had no other choice either. I have to go!“Noelle, think again,” Cassius said quietly. His voice was worried. I swallowed hard and met his gaze. “I’ve made up my mind, Cassius, and I’m going inside,” I said, my voice thick with fear.He gave me a curt nod before letting me inside. The moment we got inside, every head turned at us except for his. Luther stood next to James’s bed, his back facing us. But I could tell that he had realized our presence in the room because his hands balled into fists. Swallowing hard, I stepped towards James’s bed. My instinct was refusing me to go near him. He was not safe! My instinct told me to go away, but my legs kept going. Everyone was watching me like I was a criminal, not them. I felt like I murdered James! I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply before approaching James’s bed. I opened my eyes
Cassius Turner Spraggins! How could I miss their physical resemblance? Luther and Cassius were brothers. I couldn’t believe it. I looked down at Cassius, studying his facial features. He had a chiseled jaw, a straight nose, and long eyelashes, the same as his brother. But Cassius had softer features than his brother. He looked charming when he smiled. He was more like a boy who could make you laugh with a snap of the fingers. But Luther was more like a beast who would not think twice before snapping your neck. I placed my hand on Cassius’s head and caressed his dark hair gently. He was still unconscious. His back, arms, and legs were marked with welts and bruises. I couldn’t brush the images when Luther was whipping him. How could he do this to his brother? He had no heart. He was cruel! I hate him!Suddenly, the door opened, and a man in a white coat stepped inside. I immediately stood up and let the doctor examine Cassius. He was sleeping for almost twenty hours. “When will h
“How’re you feeling?” I asked Cassius. He smiled boyishly. “After getting a glimpse of you, feeling quite better.” I blushed and tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Alright,” I mumbled and eyed several bruises over his upper body, red and purple welts. “What about those bruises? They are still fresh and painful.” “Um…need a few painkillers, that’s all.” He chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair. “Can I get my t-shirt?” He nodded at the wardrobe. “Sure,” I said and walked over to the wardrobe and reached out before taking out a blue t-shirt. I walked back to his bed and handed it to him. “Here you go.” “Thanks.” He smiled and pulled the t-shirt over his head. “Fuck!” He hissed in pain when the rough fabric came in contact with his bruises. I immediately reached out to him and helped him. After a moment, he slipped into it. “It freaking hurts like bitch!” I bit down on my lower lip, guilt crawled over my chest. “Hey, I’m alright,” Cassius said when he studied m
“So tell me about your family?” Cassius asked while biting a forkful of the scrambled eggs.“Um…” my eyes dropped to the bowl of noodle soup, which seemed tasteless after hearing about my family. I had never had a happy family. My mother was addicted to drugs and my father died of cancer and my brother….I huffed, “My parents passed away, and my brother……” “Ran away…!” I turned my head to Luther, who had cut me off. “Your brother ran away with my bride and left you at my mercy.” He smirked and my jaw flexed. I just wanted to snap at him if his bride didn’t want him. It wasn’t my brother’s fault. She chose my brother over a monster. Luther walked up to the chair and sat down, his eyes on me, piercing. “Did you sleep well, Noelle?” He asked and instantly my cheeks turned red when last night’s images flashed in my mind. I bit down on my lower lip, feeling a tingle in my tummy. “Noelle…” Luther’s deep voice made me look at his handsome face. “I asked you something, darling?”I cleared
“What do you think about this painting?” I asked Cassius while putting the finishing touches on my painting. “It’s so beautiful,” Cassius said while examining every detail of the painting. “You’ve put a lot of work into this piece and I could see that. You know, you should open an art gallery. It would be profitable.” I smiled. “I have been dreaming about it since the day my father sold his art gallery.” A weight settled on my heart when old memories awakened in my head. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to open it again.” Cassius came closer to me and placed his hands on my shoulder gently. “I can help you if you let me help you.” I looked at him, surprised. “Are you for real?” His brows snapped together. “Of course, I’m not joking.” “We barely know each other, Cassius.” “So what?” I shook my head in disbelief. I had never expected this from him. What he had done for me was more than enough. And I wanted nothing from him. I didn’t want Luther to hate me more than he was alrea
I gasped when Luther squeezed my butt silently threatening me through his dark eyes. When his eyes fell to my cleavage, his jaw clenched harder than I had ever seen before. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he hissed.Without letting out a single word, I freed myself from his grasp and was about to get to my feet, but he kept me in the place. “Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. Here! This place is not for you!” “Excuse me!” I ignored his threat and instantly got off his lap and took a seat next to Cassius. I glanced at Luther, our eyes locked for a moment. I turned my eyes to his date next to him, who was trying hard to get his attention, but it seemed like he couldn’t take his eyes off of me.Now, I have his attention but he was angry, not jealous! I grabbed Cassius’s hand, leaning over him and whispering, “Wrap your arm around my waist, idiot?” Cassius hesitated only a second before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him. “I think my blood is running cold. Luther
I was working on painting but my mind was somewhere else. I couldn’t shake his thoughts away. Last night!He accepted he was jealous! I never thought he would ever accept it. I just wanted him to feel the same way I had been feeling for him. But I had never expected he would let out everything. You’re mine! How possessively he spoke these words. When I got up in the morning, I couldn’t find him anywhere in the mansion. I really didn’t want to see his face, but I badly wanted to know if he felt guilty after taking me against my will. I was still feeling sore between my legs. He was always rough, but last night he was on a new level.He fucked me! He fucked me the entire night! And he fucked me until he knocked me out! “What are you doing?” I was startled when I heard a deep voice. I turned my head to the doorway and found Luther. He was leaning against the door, his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on my painting. Oh no! I immediately stood up in front of the painting, hiding i
“You can enroll in art school,” Cassius suggested and typed a few buttons, and scrolled down the page. “I’ve found a few best art schools in California.” I frowned and looked at the laptop screen, which displayed the list of art schools.“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t want to go to school,” I said firmly. But it was a lie. I always wanted to go to school. I had always dreamed of becoming an artist. I gave up on my dreams because I did not have enough money.“Noelle….” I looked at Cassius. “I don’t want to go, Cassius. Thank you for all you’ve done!”His brows furrowed in irritation after getting the same answer. “Noelle, I’ve done nothing for you. Just let me help you once. After all, we’re friends, aren’t we?” “Of course, but Luther….” “Luther told me to enroll you in one of the best art schools,” he cut me off and surprised me.“What!!” I blurted. “He is the one who told me to do this for you, and he also warned me not to tell you about this. But I can’t keep my