So I have either gone insane, and I am hearing things, or I am dreaming. I am almost sure that I just heard Mason say arranged marriage, and in the same sentence, he names my father. Now, if I still believed my father could not do anything wrong, I would tell mason off, but we have established that my father is nothing but a liar. This begs the question, what arranged marriage?
And as I watch Cassandra standing there with nothing but confusion on her face, I ask myself the question. Do I want to find out the truth in her presence? Have we not had enough drama for one week. But then again, I did say I have no secrets from her. This is going to break her
We are starting to play a dangerous game, and someone is going to get hurt. I have already begun what will be an ugly war between Caine and Cummings; now we are playing around with something, or should I say someone that can bring my father and ultimately the Caine legacy down. As much as I would like to see my father take responsibility for his actions, I do not want to see him go to jail. Or find myself there.So Cassandra has a plan with Veronica, but she does not want to tell me what it is. She knows that I will talk her down if it is something that is going to get her hurt or in trouble. I must be honest, I love my new badass princess, but there a
I watch as three very nervous people are staring back at me. Now either they are just scared of me, or I can with certainty say that someone is lying to me. Now, if it were my princess, I would be furious, but for the other two, I have a very good idea of what is going on. For, believe me, I was not born yesterday, as Mason is the same stumbling idiot around Lucy as I am with Cassandra. But it still does not make it better than they have been hiding it from me. So if nobody is coming out with it, then I shall just let it come down on them.
...Cassandra POV...There is a suffocating grip that takes hold of my heart as I see Christian slumped over the steering wheel. As I reach over to him and call his name, he does not respond at all. I can feel the tears start to trickle at the corner of my eyes. I jump out of the car and run to his side. As I begin to scream at the top of my voice, Mason pulls him out of the car.His body is lifeless, his arms dangle to the ground, and his head is falling loosely to the back. There is blood all over his face, but I cannot see where it is coming from. I can not see any other wounds, but it does not mean that they are not there. Why is he not moving? The crash was not really that hard, but then again, Christian was not wearing his seat belt as I asked him to do.I watch in horror as Mason takes his wrist to feel for a pulse. He does not say a word, but I know that there is not one. Then he puts his ear against his chest. And as he begins CPR, I know that Christian'
It is a gentle touch that folds firmly over my shoulder. The touch of a woman that knows how to take my pain away. I need not even have to turn my eyes and meet her gaze; I fold my own hand over her ever so tightly. With her, I can break down; I can completely unravel. And that is what I do. The instant I turn around, and she slides those protective arms around my shoulders, everything disappears“Mom, I have missed you so much. He was being a fool; he did not want me to help him.”“Christian, you know what a proud man your father was. He would never admit defeat nor take the hand of those that offer him help. I think your father knew the wrongs that he had done, and he saw this as a justice he had to pay.”“Mom.”My eyes seek that of my princess, that is still standing in the shadows. I know that this will bring great pain, and no
Should I feel bad because I asked, okay, perhaps ask is too subtle for what I did, but the question is, should I feel regret that I chased her out of a home that should be hers. Well, ask me that in the morning, perhaps I will, perhaps I won't. I am fairly leaning towards won’t at this stage. One thing that Christian Caine does well, is hold a grudge, and I hold it for long. Yes, she is the woman that I love, but in the same breath, she is the woman that lied to me.We have had, at the beginning of our relationship, kept our secrets from one another, but I can, in all honesty, say that this does not even compare to any of those. It would have sat far better with me if she told me then; I could have been mad but grateful. Now, now I am angry and furious. Now, as for my mom, yes, I am somewhat upset with her too, but I do understand that running away from my father is what she felt she should do. I just wish that she never involved Cass
…Cassandra POV…Christian is calling me over to his table. I feel like I can simply die. Is there any possibility that he will not think it is me? Well, Cassandra, that is just plain ridiculous; you have had your body all over this man far too many times that he would not notice that it is you. Yes, I think this awful dress is keeping him somewhat distracted. And I also believe that somehow it is not his idea to call me over. Well, I hope that the sky comes crashing down because I am about to faint.But much to my surprise, as I am about halfway up to him, I see Mike come towards me and pull me to one of the booths. In the background, I hear him talk to Christian.“Sorry, boss, but there was a gentleman that was looking for…Heather specifically.”“Who is this, Heather?”“She is one of the gir
…Cassandra POV… Christian has just stood up; now, if I think that he was getting up to go outside or even to gents, then I am sadly mistaken. He is walking to the edge of the stage where I am standing. He comes straight up to me, and I immediately drop my eyes to my feet. I think I can just about die right now. But then he whispers, “Heather, I know you are new, so I am going to help you with this. I have been there before, so I will show you how it is done.” I swallow hard and try to form the softest words from my mouth, but I can barely move. I don’t know if I should be getting aroused at that damn sexy voice or if I should be pissed that he is offering to climb into a shower with another girl. So with only but one finger, I lead him onto the stage, and god, it is there, the electricity, the heat, it is so unmistakable. Is it just me, or does he feel it too? I immediately pull away and show for him to take off his clothes. But then he gets t
I am on my knees in front of my princess doing what would possibly be the scariest thing in my life. Declaring a love that I know is beyond compare. Never have I been so sure about anything, this ring has burned a hole in my pock since the day that she went missing. Yes, I do know that we are only but very new in our relationship, but there is nothing that ever felt so right. I think I will simply fall into an abyss if she rejects me. Her hesitation, however brief it is, is going to give me the answer to the question that I so desperately seek. I can simply not bear to think what I will do if she says no.“Christian, I am not ready,” the words, the very last words that I expected to hear, the very words that form over her deep cherry lips simply knock me over the edge. I can stand for her to be mad at me, but I thought we were ready. I thought our relationship was ready. I thought that if I do this that everything will be fine.Yet, “I don&rsquo