We just got a location for my princess. What kind of baffles me is where it is leading us. We are headed to the city center. Now, this must be one dumb ass kidnapper, or it is someone with a very thought out plan. The point is I do not care much for who he is; he is going to wish that he has never laid a finger on her. Or he might just find himself with a few less fingers; it all just depends on what mood I am in. Right now, he will be very lucky if he finds himself walking out there alive.
So Mason and I are speeding towards the location; close behind us are Leo and Damian. Do not let Damian's pretty-boy face fool you; he is the most lethal shot in my
...Cassandra POV...I know of a certain someone's smile is so wide, if he did not have ears, his smile would be right around his face. Let us just hope that it stays there, for I do not know how this one is going to play out. He seems to have grown quite a deep disliking for my father. He looks like a man that does not easily forgive, never mind forget. The question begs, what am I going to do about it?I quickly take my phone and send Anna a mes
If I should say that the look on Joseph's face did not bring me a world of pleasure, then that would be a blatant lie. The moment Anna said daughter, his face turned blank, and the shade of white that dawned over him did not even match the color of his shirt. This man had clearly seen a ghost, or should I say someone he did not hope that he would ever see.But there is a problem; my own father has turned an even whiter shade of all fifty shades of white. Now, if Joseph has seen a ghost, then my father just had a skeleton jump out of the closet. There is something more to this, and I am sure that we are about to find out. It seems that Cummings and Cain
...Cassandra POV...Christian is being very secretive about this surprise. We have been through a round of twenty questions, and I am nowhere near to knowing what it is. I can't say that he knows me that well to know what I do and don't like. But then again, he is a playboy that is only now starting to figure out what a woman is about. The chances that it is a good surprise could possibly be sIim.We both have decided not to mention the messed up
As I sit down with the note in my hand, I feel somewhat defeated. The last couple of days have been by far the most exhilarating and some of the most frustrating moments of my life. They say that it is not wise to say 'What else can go wrong"; well, I can safely say that I shall never in my life again question the curveballs life throws at you.So as my princess is standing in front of me, reaching out her hands, trying her best to take the edge off the pain that I am feeling, I have no control over the tears that trickle down my face. And as she says my name, the floodgates erupt, and I cry like a boy in her arms.
After the challenging week that we have had, there is no greater joy than seeing the happiness on my princess' face. I can safely say that she has never had or have been given anything like this. And now, more than ever, I need to make sure that she is safe. I want to give her security, and I am sure that these four walls will provide her with just that.It is hard to understand that two friends, Joseph, and my father, started an empire together and should, for all purposes, have lived the same lifestyle; in fact, they did. But what breaks my heart is that Cassandra lacks everything that she rightfully deserves. And I am not referring to wealth; I am t
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.
They say a man’s life flashes before his eyes when he is staring death in the face; well, I say it is bullshit. All that is staring me in the face are the barrels of four Rugers. Now, did I foresee this happening? Well, of course, I did not come here to have a goddamn tea party. What was a casual exchange of threats has now only stepped up one level to where I am about to have my head blown off. Yet, Sloane underestimates my determination. I have come too far and too long to have Cassandra by my side; there shall be no one that comes between us. I do not care much if it was an arranged marriage; the way that I see it, the ones that made the arrangement are no longer here. Now, if Roman Sloane does not want to listen, then I shall kindly remind him again. “You can go right ahead and blow my brains out as much as you like, but you will not get Cassandra.” Well, now if I thought that he would listen, it only makes him more furious. With somewhat of a slight trem
I have never been able to control my temper; it is just one of those things that Christian Caine cannot do. Now, I find myself furious and pissed off at the woman that I love. Yet, I am not only pissed off at her but at her fucking father that did not think about anything but himself. So the great Foster Caine and Joseph Cummings are gone; who is left to clean up this mess? Well, it all falls down on me. As I have said, I cannot just go and kill a man because he is the one that is supposed to marry my woman. But, I am not going to sit back and wait for Roman Sloane to come and collect. I will, and at this very moment, I am on my way to try and convince the very man to stay away from my future wife. Am I being reckless? Yes, of course, there is no reasoning with me when I find myself when I am boiling over from anger. I know that it would have been a fairly good idea to have brought Mason with me, but I was too one-tracked-minded to make a sensible decision. And right
I have my princess lying next to me with very questioning eyes. Yes, she wants to know why the war is not over. Well, there is a question that I need to ask her first. The question here is, who is the one that shall get the most upset? An even bigger question is, will this cause a ripple effect in our relationship? I will not be able to survive if she has to leave me again, especially after everything that we have gone through. The fact is, I cannot just let this slip by as it is, it will, like all things do, come back to haunt you one day.So, as I stare into those big brown eyes while she is twirling those beautiful locks of blonde hair between her fingers, she looks so innocent, and yet I know that below she can be a raging fire. I need to tread this one very slow.“Princess.”“Yes, Christian?”I only but look at her in shock and cock my head but a slight bit, “What happened to baby?”She only but chuckles at
Driving back home from the warehouse is done in fairly silence. The boys here and there make a remark about how great the victory was, but as for my princess, well, she has not said a word since we have gotten in the car. My greatest fear is what this will do to her mentally.I know she handled herself well with Victoria, but this was her father; I cannot imagine how one should feel after you have taken such a life. I knew that when I asked for her to stay by my side that I was asking a lot, but now she has done the very thing that I was set out to do. Yes, it makes me feel like a failure as the Head of the Caine crime family, but it makes me feel that I have placed a great burden on the woman that I love.She is strong that I know, but there are some things, as I have said before, that one just could not come back from. She might hold this against me in time to come; our relationship might not even survive this. All I know is that this should have happened this way. N
My princess has yet disobeyed me again and went directly against my orders. She is at her father's warehouse prepared with only Jax, Damian, and Leo by her side. I don't know if the woman has got a death wish or if she is just plain and adamant in protecting me from her father. From where we are sitting in the middle of the warehouse, there is a raging battle of gunfire at the entrance; they are fast-breaking through the barrier of Joseph's followers.My princess has disobeyed me yet again and gone against my orders. The little vixen has come to her father’s warehouse with Jax, Leo, and Frank. I can only imagine what she threatened the poor guys with. Now I don’t know if the woman has a death wish or if she is just plain adamant in protecting me from her father.From where we are sitting in the middle of the warehouse, Joseph has no idea who is causing the raging battle of gunfire at the entrance. I just hope it is not my fucking princess doing the sh
I should have known that my princess will get me back. Little vixen surely had me going there for one minute; well, she will pay for her little stunt. Now, it took her an hour longer to come to save me from my own hell, and still, after that, I begged her to finish what she so cruelly started. After much convincing and some seductive kisses at that sweet spot behind her ear, I got exactly what I needed to get me going again. So, we are finding ourselves standing in the kitchen discussing our next step. She has suggested that we hit her father’s warehouse. Well, I can say the girl impresses me, for I would only have taken that afterward. Mason, on the other hand, is finding this amusing, “Boss, why did you not think of this, or were you too tied up at the moment when your brain was present?” “Mason, in fact, my brain was not present, and you better fucking run before I get behind that counter.” Just as I am about to reach over to slap the man,
I do believe that I should have put a lock on that door. But yes, never did I expect that a room that is supposed to have given me sexual pleasure has not turned into torture pleasure. Not that I am saying that hurting people is something that I enjoy, but I am just doing a tad bit at the present moment.Well, that was until my princess walked in on me. Now do imagine m predicament. I have a man tied to a chair who has just lost his finger, and that said finger is lying in front of my shoes. Now that is not the problem; I had fucking blood on my shoes.So as I spin around, hoping that she will not notice the blood, I slip the bloody knife into the back of my pants, yes, second big mistake. But my biggest concern is how is she going to take this.“Princess, what are you doing done here?” I ask with complete horror on my face.“I was bored, so I thought I would come to see what the fuss is about this room, but yes,” she seems r
My princess is not speaking to me; while it turned me on profusely, knowing that she was lying there and waiting for me, she did not think it was funny at all. It turned her on just as much; she just does not want to admit it. I will admit that I only went and untied her after two hours; hey, they kept me busy downstairs.So the little vixen is now sent me to the guest room, where I find myself even more frustrated than I was yesterday. Even after about fifteen messages to her phone, she made it quite clear that it is where I deserved to be.Now, she has locked herself up in the room; I do have a key to open it, but yet I think that she shall hate me even more if I just burst in. So, I am set to beg…again. Well, I would have left her to be mad and calm down, but I kind of need to change my clothes, for I am required downstairs yet again.And this brings me to the front of what is supposed to be our room.“Princess, please open up the door.&rd
We are park close to the house where Joseph’s lover lives. We have not seen much movement inside, but I can safely say that we need not have to ask what he is doing. How wicked it would be to catch him off-guard the way he is at the moment.Now I am in the back with Cassandra, still holding firmly onto the grip on my gun, when there suddenly is a knock on my window. As I snap my head to the left, I watch in an inch of a second as Mason jumps out of the car. The next thing I see is him shoving his gun into the back of the man.I recognize him immediately; he is one of Joseph’s men; he must have spotted me and thought he could be brave enough to take me on. Next to me is a rather terrified woman,“Cassandra, get into the front,” I yell as softly as I possibly can. The last thing we need is to cause an alarm for Joseph to come outside.Mason opens the door and tries to shove the man inside, “Shut the fuck up and get into the car