...Cassandra POV...
My new world has just become real. Christian Caine has just become very real. Do not let that pretty face fool you; this man that has a Ruger SR1911 firmly pressed Antoni Vega's head means business. One wrong word, and he will blow a rather big hole through his thick skull. I must honestly say it is rather scary, but I must admit that it might just be turning me on.
What is even scarier is that loo
...Cassandra POV...Some very brave soul has just swung the door of the dressing room open, but the minute my name came yelling from his mouth, I immediately know who he is. As he so frequently does, he has shown up at the most imperfect time, for Christian has only but a moment ago, slowly slipped his semi-hard erection from me, and we managed to just get on our clothes.Now to say that Christian is not furious would
To say that I did not lose control would be a blatant lie, for I did step very close to being over the line. But it all depends on what your perception of over the line is, for in my world; it is definitely not the same as in yours. The plain fact is, you do not lift your hand to a woman, even if she is the one that smacked you first.As I look at my princess, I cannot only see the redness in her face where he hit her, but I can also see the hurt and fear in her eyes. I am not a man to shows emotion, but seeing her like this brings pain to my heart. I don't know how to take this away or make it better. But what I do know now more than ever is that I lo
My father is not one that is scared very easily; in fact, I might have seen him on one or two occasions where he was only but mildly concerned. But to say that he is not terrified now is most definitely a lie. My only concern is to get my princess home and to make sure that she is safe. It does not seem like she heard what my father said, for she is still very quiet and calm. My father is not going to approve of her coming with me, but now more than ever, I am not letting her out of sight.I am secretly scared witless myself, but I need to be strong for my princess now. That he can go this far, if I said that I did not expect him to do this, then I'd s
Antoni Vega is about to see why you do not mess with Christian Caine. He might think that I am just a pretty boy that flashes his gun around town; well, he is just about to find out how very wrong he is. And looking at the rage on the beautiful face of my princess, I would say that he has just messed with the wrong woman. She is more than ready to serve his head on a plate, and what scares me even more, is her persistent request she made for me to give her a gun.Now, first of all, that is goddamn hot; I have never seen anything far sexier in my life. If I thought she look gorgeous in her skimpy outfits, she looks damn near irresistible in these tight
I knew there was going to be trouble the minute Vega stepped through that door. What I also knew for certain was that I would be shooting him today. Now, if I say that I wanted to only wound him, then that would be a blatant lie. I have been wanting to plant one in that miserable face of his for a while now. What I did not expect, though, is for one of these ladies to get shot. Giselle is lying on the floor, and my princess is hysterically crying while she is kneeling next to her body.I cannot see how badly Giselle is hurt and sadly enough to say that if she is even still alive. Very understandable, but also somewhat frustrating, my princess does not
...Cassandra POV...Here we are standing, the two ruthless Caine men and the two elegant Cummings women, which in itself has not happened for years. They are all around the same table having a whiskey, casually chatting about a rather annoying little man they have just taken out. To say that this is a very rare scene is most definitely true. How long shall this peace last between these age-old rivals for as long as Christian and I are in charge?
How is it that my heart is once again hurt by her actions? I do understand that she wants to be with her father, but can't she see that no matter what gets thrown in our way, that I shall always choose her. Without any doubt, in my heart, I shall keep on choosing her over and over again. Even now, while my heart is breaking, I shall, without fail, choose her again.I have never had to come this far as to where I am standing on Lucy's doorstep with a heart that is breaking, and I know that even though I do not understand a thing about love, that she shall somehow in her own way make me feel better again. She has never had to face me with a broken heart,
My princess is missing. She is fucking missing. I do not know where the fuck she is. Why the fuck did I walk out the door and leave her alone like I did? My goddamn ego got the better of me, and I left her here. I hope she is not shit scared and alone in some godforsaken place.There is a suffocating grip on my heart as a hundred possibilities race through my mind. Each possibility is even more terrifying than the other. I shall break down into pieces if anything terrible has to happen to her, but let's not jump to any conclusions yet. There could be a very good reason why I cannot find her. My biggest concern is that we have pissed a couple of people