Cassius waited in the car while Hudson went into the store to buy him cookies. It was frustrating not having them in his office; maybe he should just buy the whole company to ensure a steady supply.Hudson returned after a while and handed him the box."What took you so long?" Cassius asked as he began unwrapping it."I was only gone for five minutes, man," Hudson replied, rolling his eyes as he removed his face mask. "And also, you should—""Tell me to stop eating these cookies, and I'll cut you," Cassius warned.Hudson was about to respond when he spotted a familiar young figure. "Ah! There he is!""What?" Cassius raised an eyebrow."The boy I gave your cookies to the other day," Hudson replied, catching Cassius's attention. Cassius was curious about the child who shared his taste in cookies.Following Hudson's gaze, a shadow crossed Cassius's face as his eyes settled on a boy in a school uniform, about five years old, with jet-black hair, walking hand in hand with a woman he recogn
A wave of emotions washed over Cassius; he couldn't pinpoint the one he felt most strongly. He had never felt this way before. Speechless."My name's Dylan," Dylan spoke again. This time, Cassius let out a small smile, though it didn’t last."And I'm Cassius King. We'll talk later, yeah? I need to speak with your mother," Cassius said. Dylan nodded slowly, releasing his mother's fabric.Cassius's eyes met Tatiana's as he stood, and without a word, he walked past her.Tatiana didn't need to be told; she gave Jolene a look to take care of Dylan and followed Cassius to the private parking lot, ensuring no reporters were in sight.She watched him enter his car and did the same. The car turned silent as she slammed the door beside her.Starting the engine, he drove away.The air felt heavy, making it hard for Tatiana to breathe. She knew he was angry—she had seen that emotion in his eyes. His silence was killing her; she needed to do something, say something, just to know what the man felt
In an hour, the car drove into a magnificent estate surrounded by a lavish garden. The large gates opened, and the car proceeded down the driveway, stopping in front of the entrance.Tatiana's breath caught at the sight of the grand, imposing building that exuded wealth."Wow! This place is awesome!" Dylan exclaimed, gazing up at the mansion.Tatiana forced a smile. The place was indeed beautiful; she had never seen such a stunning structure before. She had heard people talk about how Cassius King owned the most impressive building anyone had ever seen, and it turned out they were right.As they walked in, Tatiana thought she had seen beautiful places before, but she realized she was wrong. Compared to this, those places were like mice to a lion.This place was a testament to how rich Cassius was. Just imagine the cost of maintaining it! It was beyond what she had ever imagined."Please wait here, Miss. I'll inform the master that you're here," a middle-aged man, the butler, spoke pol
The wailing of the siren indicated the police had arrived, yet these women did not stop.They were part of a local women's society that fought for women's rights. Tatiana was quick to find them since they were trying to reach Maya to help her get justice.When Tatiana saw how determined they were, she decided to give them a chance. It wasn't a bad idea after all, as Mason was finally reaping what he had sown, feeling the pain he had inflicted on Maya over the years.If these women could make Mason understand what it felt like to endure nine miscarriages, they would gladly do it.The police managed to separate the vicious women from Mason, but they didn't stop until one of the officers fired a shot into the air.The woman who seemed to be their leader sneered. "If we hand this wife-beater over to you, you'll just release him. Let us deliver justice!""And you'll end up in jail!" the cop yelled back."Do you want a beating too?" another woman asked with a cold glare, a frying pan hangin
"Huh?" Tatiana’s lips parted in confusion. She hadn’t expected such a question."I don’t repeat myself," Cassius raised an eyebrow, his voice firm."And I don’t understand why you’re asking such a thing, Mr. King. How would you feel if you were separated from the person you love most and then asked how you felt about it?""You’re doing that right now.""Don’t twist my words," Tatiana tried to hide how their closeness was affecting her.Cassius let out a soft chuckle, releasing her. "Prepare something for the guest," he directed to the butler nearby, who immediately complied."I’m not taking anything here...""Are you going to keep acting feisty so I can double your punishment?"Tatiana swallowed her remaining words and bit her lip. Double her punishment? Whatever that meant, she knew it was definitely not something good.He walked past her to the living room and sat on the couch, waiting for her to join him.When she remained standing, he asked, "Why are you still standing, Little Reb
His question hung in the air, as silence filled the room. One could hear a pin drop.Cassius had gone to get Dylan's favorite cookies as an extra snack for his lunch. Just a moment after leaving his son, he encountered a bastard spilling nonsense to him—the infamous Nathan Redmond, a man Cassius had long awaited to confront.Tatiana's words echoed in his head, fueling his anger: 'I found my fiancé cheating right on my wedding day. He humiliated me, and I had to leave the country just to avoid my father's wrath...'This man had the audacity to approach his son, and the school had allowed it? What if he hadn’t come back in time?“Mister... uh, I guess this was a misunderstanding—”“Misunderstanding?” Cassius's voice cut the headmaster's words off. “If this man tried to take the boy away, I'm quite sure you would have allowed it, wouldn't you?”His question made the headmaster swallow, knowing he was right. He glanced over at Nathan, as if waiting for an explanation.Even with half of C
"That's not the point here," he stated, and Indigo felt he was avoiding the question."It doesn't matter. If you're accepting the child, once we get married, I'll treat him like my own—""Indigo," he cut in, his voice laced with slight anger."Please, Cash, please. I can't lose you. I know you warned me about this day, but I can't. Don't, please," she shook her head. "Please."Cassius's gaze didn't soften, and guilt flashed in his eyes, but he had warned her. She suddenly wiped her tears and sniffed.Shaking her head, she clenched her jaw. "I hate you." She dashed out of the office afterward.Hudson came in shortly after, with a worried look. He immediately understood the situation upon meeting Cassius's gaze."Will she be alright?" Cassius asked him. Indigo was his childhood friend who had helped him, and he felt guilty for hurting her, but he had no choice."She will, with time. At least you were honest with her. I know she'll understand," Hudson said, soothing some of the heaviness
He kissed her!He was true to his word, leaving her breathless as his lips moved wildly against hers. She gasped when he pulled her waist closer, giving him the chance to thrust his tongue in.Soft, addictive, inviting, and sweet. He couldn’t get enough. He deepened the kiss, demanding more—it was just like that night, a night he would never forget.He recalled how she barged into his room, drunk, and before he could speak, she crashed those same addictive lips onto his. Cassius remembered how he couldn’t stop himself that night, devouring her as if he owned her.Now, he was tasting those lips again, fucking addictive. His tongue rolled against hers, prompting her response, and when she moaned into his mouth, he gently grazed her lower lip with his teeth, earning another moan.With every nerve, he suppressed his urge and broke the kiss. His eyes fixed on her lips, slightly swollen and wet, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes as she tried to catch her breath.She slowly opened her
“Come on… it's a reunion dance. You can find her later; she'll be fine.” Angie shook her shoulder to the tune of the music. As Rafael made to speak again, she cut him off. “Afraid that I might beat you like the last time? Just say it; you can't dance better than me.”Rafael scoffed; the challenge made him smirk. “Seriously?”“Yeah, seriously. I'm going to beat you again. Remember you told me you were going to beat me the next time we danced together?”Rafael nodded. “Alright… don't go crying.” He said, drinking some alcohol before joining her to dance.The beat of the music thumped through the club as Rafael and Angie moved to the rhythm. Angie swayed with ease, a playful smirk on her face as she tried to outdance him. Rafael wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, especially not from Angie."You call that dancing?" he teased, spinning around her, his movements smooth and calculated.Angie laughed, tossing her hair back. "Oh, please. You're just warming up."Rafael smirked, stepping
Zade laughed at her pale face. “Just kidding.” He cleared his throat. “Did Rafael really buy you the clothes?” he asked in surprise.“Yes. Is that weird?” she asked, looking around and feeling glad the mobsters had their attention on their business. Though a few guys gave her looks, none approached her because of Zade, and Milena was grateful for it.Zade led her to a counter, helping her settle down.“A drink?” he offered.“Huh? No… I don't drink…”“Seriously?” Zade chuckled. “You need to feel the atmosphere. It would be boring without a drink.”Milena pressed her lips together as Zade slid a cup to her. She looked at the liquid and then back at Zade.She reached for it and took a deep breath before bringing the cup to her lips to drink. But just as the drink was about to touch her lips, someone took it from her.Milena looked up, meeting Rafael's gaze.“Rafael…”“She said she doesn't drink.” Dropping the cup with a loud thud, his eyes locked onto Zade, the air between them a little
It was finally the moment they all had been waiting for: the party.Many of the mobsters were looking forward to this day—a day they could call their own. No training, no missions…just fun.The air was filled with tranquility and excitement. The smiles and happiness on their faces were evident.It was a wild party filled with games, fun, and, of course, sex.Rosa spun to look at Viktor, whose eyes widened with admiration and love.“How do I look?” she asked, raising her head high and posing for him. She was wearing a purple short gown that clung to her slim, tall body.She was beautiful, with her light makeup and jewelry on. Her heels made soft clicks as she approached the stunned man sitting on the bed, completely speechless.His reaction made her know for sure that she was absolutely beautiful.She climbed onto him, parted her legs, and brought her ass against him.“Breathe, baby,” she whispered, kissing his lips gently.Viktor chuckled. “You've stolen my breath away,” he whispered
Viktor frowned as he spotted Rosa sitting alone in a dimly lit room. He seemed to be deep in thought, not even noticing when he stood close to her.“Rosa?” he called but got no response. “Rosa,” he called again, this time shaking her shoulder gently.Rosa snapped out of her trance, meeting his gaze.“Viktor?” she whispered, clearing her throat. “What are you doing here?”“I should be the one asking you that. What are you doing here all alone in the dark?” he asked, his voice tinged with worry.“Nothing… I just needed some time alone. And I'm already leaving.” As she made to walk past him, Viktor held her back.“C'mon, you don't need to keep that locked inside you.”Rosa’s jaw clenched. “Let go,” she demanded, but Viktor did the opposite by pulling her close for a hug.Rosa froze in his embrace, but she didn't return the hug. Viktor drew her closer.“Please,” he whispered, and Rosa slowly broke into tears. Her once brave and smiling self disappeared, replaced by a broken woman who felt
Milena woke up around evening time. Her eyes fluttered open to the strange room. The memory slipped in, and she recalled having a fist training with Angie, getting hurt, and Rosa taking her to the doctor before she passed out.Slowly, she sat up, feeling the pain already fading away. All she had were small aches in her bones… part of her was wrapped in bandages, covered so well as she healed.Milena sighed. The fight in the morning had been pretty scary. For a moment, she thought she was going to die.She was relieved that Rosa stepped in, but then her heart clenched in a strange way. Was she that weak?“Little flower?” Rafael's voice caught her attention; her eyes flicked in his direction in surprise. He stepped into the room, looking worried.“Rafael?” she whispered, feeling her worries wash away at the sight of him.He moved closer, holding her hand gently. “Hey, are you okay? Are you feeling any pain?” The way he stared at her in concern surprised her.Milena nodded. “I’m better.
Rafael decided to check on Milena. He did that sometimes whenever she trained. Though, she didn't see him whenever he visited. It was a sneak peek. His little flower was really trying her best to be strong.The sight of her determination brought a proud smile to his face sometimes.After he was done with his own work, he headed to the training center. However, what he heard sent a shock through his bones.Milena was hurt and had been taken to the clan doctor.“Who trained her today?” Rafael asked one of the mobsters, his voice rougher than usual.“Miss Angie,” he replied, and Rafael's jaw clenched. Without a word, he spun around and headed to the medical center.Reaching there, Rafael's eyes darkened at the sight of Milena. She was lying on the bed, eyes closed, her skin bruised, and her face slightly swollen.As he rushed in, the doctors in the room stood and gave him a light bow.“How is she?” he asked, his eyes not leaving her for a moment.“She has several bruises and a broken rib
The trainees aligned in a cue, hands behind their backs, heads straight up, and shoulders squared. Milena took a deep breath, trying her best to control the storm within her.Angie disliked her. She admitted it clearly the moment she came into the room and threatened her. Milena could only hope she would survive today and not end up with bruises.Besides, there was a party to attend on Friday night, which was two days away.Angie walked toward them with slow, deliberate steps, her eyes scanning each trainee like a predator sizing up its prey. Her gaze lingered on Milena a second too long, making her skin prickle."Alright," Angie said, her voice sharp and commanding. "Today’s going to be different. Viktor might have gone easy on you before, but I won’t. If you want to survive in this world, you’ll need more than just willpower. You’ll need strength, endurance, and above all—discipline."Her eyes narrowed on Milena. "And some of you… have a long way to go."Milena’s stomach knotted. Sh
The sound of his name on her lips was like an addictive song to him. The taste of her folds was like an addictive meal.Where the hell has she been all his life?!Rafael took her greedily, nibbling her sensitive flesh and licking her fluid. So good.His tongue parted her walls, then he shoved it in and out of her.He could tell she was over the moon, judging from her loud moans. The way her body slammed back to him when his tongue went in was the best sight.He took his time savoring her and tasting all of her. Her hand reached for his black hair, tangling her fingers through it and pulling him closer for more.“Oh fûck!” she cursed under her breath, lips parted as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.Her thighs tensed under his hold, and soon she released her wetness.Rafael took all of it, not missing a drop. He licked her dry and kissed her stomach.However, Milena, who had just experienced something out of this world, lay down on the floor breathing hard.Whatever had just hap
Fuck!Fuck!She did it! He wanted her to be the one to submit, and she did. Rafeal's mind went wild but he kept them in check.Her lips remained pressed against his, unmoved. She was inexperienced. It was her first time.Why was she so pure? So pure and trapped with a devil like him. Trapped in his own world. His domain. His hell.He wanted to spoil her… to feel every inch of her. Milena was inexperienced, waiting for his reaction, but he did nothing. She made to pull away, but he slammed his lips back on hers, this time taking the lead.He nibbled her soft lips one after the other, taking each turn to savor the sweetness of them.It was good. Too good. How the fuck did she taste this good? Slowly, she got the hang of it, moving her lips against his and mimicking his movements. She was a fast learner, and… damn! Why the hell was it driving him so crazy?He could kiss her all day.Addictive. He wanted more. Rafeal reached to hold her face in place; his tongue shot out, parting her l