Cassandra Baker believes that Antonio Franches killed her parents fifteen years ago. and Cassandra will make Antonio regret it. However, Cassandra was trapped in her own plan and ended up in Antonio's bed. Can Cassandra complete her mission of revenge?
View MoreCHAPTER 41Antonio’s hand gently but firmly gripped Cassandra’s wrist as he pulled her toward the bedroom. Without a word, he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers with fiery passion. Cassandra, startled, hesitated for a moment before finally responding to his kiss. The tension and confusion of the night melted away in that moment. Antonio closed the bedroom door with a decisive click, shutting out the world as they surrendered to the night.Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, bathing the room in a warm glow. Cassandra stretched, her body aching from the events of the previous night. She reached out to the other side of the bed but found it empty. Antonio was gone. The faint scent of his cologne lingered on the sheets, a reminder of his presence just hours earlier.Groaning softly, Cassandra sat up and stretched her sore muscles. Her gaze fell on her phone on the nightstand. Picking it up, she realized it had died sometime during the night. Frustration bubbled up as she rem
CHAPTER 40Martinez noticed Cassandra’s head beginning to droop as she sat in the waiting room outside Alexander’s hospital room. Her exhaustion was evident, and though her determination was strong, she could no longer fight off the sleepiness. Martinez gently placed a hand on Cassandra’s shoulder. “Cassandra, you should go home and rest. I’ll take care of everything here. You’ve done more than enough for today.”Cassandra opened her eyes, startled. She realized she had almost fallen asleep. Glancing at the clock, she suddenly remembered her promise to Antonio. “You’re right,” she said reluctantly. “I need to head home now. Call me if there are any updates.”Martinez nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you informed.”Cassandra left the hospital and decided to stop at a nearby retail store. She wandered aimlessly through the aisles before purchasing a cup of instant coffee from a vending machine. Sitting at one of the small outdoor tables, she watched people trickling out of nearby nightcl
CHAPTER 39Cassandra quickly stepped into the police station, her breath heavy after running from the parking lot. Anxiety had been haunting her ever since she lost contact with Alexander. She went straight to the reception desk, where an officer was on duty. “Excuse me, Sir. Have you seen Alexander earlier?” she asked hurriedly.The officer frowned, seeming to think for a moment before answering. “Alexander? Oh, he left about an hour ago. Maybe you can try looking for him elsewhere.”That answer didn’t satisfy Cassandra. She immediately walked further into the station, searching for other officers who might have more information. She found three officers sitting in the break room. “Excuse me, Sirs. Do you know where Alexander went after leaving here?” she asked urgently.One of the officers, a middle-aged man in a neat uniform, shook his head. “Sorry, Ma’am. As far as I know, he said he wanted to go straight home. Nothing seemed suspicious when he left.”“Thank you,” Cassandra said w
After returning to the police station, Cassandra and Alexander parted ways in the main lobby. Cassandra, looking exhausted after a full day of gathering information and conducting interrogations, prepared to go home. Alexander, on the other hand, still had to finish his administrative tasks.“I’ll include our interrogation results with Maria, Cale Callaghan’s wife, in the report today,” Alexander said, examining some files in his hands. “You’ve worked hard today, Cass. Go home and get some rest.”Cassandra gave a small nod. “Okay, Alex. Don’t stay too late, alright? I know you like to drown yourself in work, but your health is important too.”Alexander gave a faint smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll finish up soon.”Cassandra acknowledged him with a small smile before stepping out of the station. Meanwhile, Alexander headed to his desk, ready to record the interrogation results into the system.The clock showed nine in the evening when Alexander finally finished all his work. The blue light fr
Cassandra stepped out of the car and gripped the steering wheel for a moment, taking a deep breath as she tried to calm herself. The majestic sight of Antonio's mansion loomed ahead, guarded as always. Since Claire's arrival, Antonio had stationed two bodyguards outside, alternating shifts daily. The constant presence of security made Cassandra anxious, knowing she had to conceal her identity as a police officer.After another deep breath, Cassandra straightened her posture and walked toward the front entrance. The two bodyguards, recognizing her as Antonio's wife, immediately stepped aside without question. “Good evening, Ma'am,” one of them said curtly as they opened the door for her. Cassandra offered a faint nod, her heart pounding as she crossed the threshold.Inside, Antonio was already waiting. His presence felt dominant and imposing, filling the space with an aura of authority. Before Cassandra could say a word, Antonio closed the distance between them with quick strides and p
After halfway through their journey from Maria's house, Alexander felt his stomach growling. In a casual tone, he said, "Cassandra, how about we stop for lunch?"Cassandra, who had been staring out the window, nodded. "Alright, maybe having something to eat can help clear our minds," she said with a faint smile.Alexander pulled the car into an area with several fast-food restaurants. They chose one of the busier outlets, went inside, and ordered burgers and cold drinks. Alexander took a seat in a corner of the room, looking for a quieter area to avoid attracting attention.As they enjoyed their meal, Cassandra appeared more relaxed, although her mind was still busy processing what had happened at Maria's house. "Alex," she began, "do you think Maria will really stop there?"Alexander chewed his food calmly before answering, "No. Someone like Maria won't stop easily. But we won't stop seeking the truth either." His tone was filled with determination.Unbeknownst to them, a few tables
CHAPTER 35Alexander sat upright on the sofa, his gaze fixed on Maria with an expression of focused attention. Maria remained calm, elegantly crossing her legs and leaning back into the chair with an air of confidence. Cassandra, still feeling uneasy, sat with her back straight beside Alexander, her hands folded tightly in her lap.Alexander began his questioning with a formal yet firm tone. “Mrs. Callaghan, do you or your husband, Cale Callaghan, know Antonio Franches?”Maria offered a small smile, as if the question was hardly surprising. “Antonio Franches? Of course,” she replied lightly. “Everyone knows who he is. His face is everywhere—in the media, at major events. He’s a major investor in many companies.”Alexander nodded, jotting something down in his notepad. “Including your husband’s company?” he asked, his tone steady.Maria shrugged nonchalantly, as if discussing something trivial. “Yes, Cale worked with him on a few projects. Antonio is quite generous when it comes to inv
CHAPTER 34A calm atmosphere enveloped the police station as Cassandra stepped inside, the familiar scent of coffee and ink greeting her. She adjusted her coat, shielding herself from the lingering chill outside. As usual, the station was bustling; officers and staff moved back and forth, their voices blending into a familiar background hum. Her eyes quickly found Alexander at his desk, his slightly tousled hair a testament to his focus as he rifled through a pile of files.Noticing Cassandra’s arrival, Alexander’s face lit up with a warm smile. Without saying a word, he rose from his chair and headed toward the small pantry in the corner of the station. Cassandra tilted her head, watching him curiously. Moments later, Alexander returned, holding a steaming cup of hot chocolate.“Here, for you,” he said, placing the cup on the edge of Cassandra’s desk as she took a seat. His tone was gentle, like a small ritual he enjoyed every time Cassandra visited.Cassandra stared at the cup, her
CHAPTER 33Silence filled the room after the passionate night between Antonio and Cassandra. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a soft glow, enveloping the room in a tranquil atmosphere. Cassandra lay asleep on her side of the bed, her body bare, her face serene as if the weight of the world had disappeared in her slumber.Antonio sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Cassandra's form, bathed in shadows. He reached for the blanket at the foot of the bed and carefully pulled it up to cover Cassandra’s bare body. His movements were slow, as though he was afraid of waking her. In the stillness, he studied her face—her soft eyebrows, lips now slightly swollen from their kisses, and her steady, peaceful breathing.A small smile formed on Antonio's lips. For a moment, he felt at peace, as if Cassandra was someone he could genuinely trust. But that thought lasted only a fleeting second. His expression shifted to one of seriousness as memories flooded back—Cassandra’s intent to
CHAPTER 1New York.The soft smell of roses and lavender broke through Cassandra's sense of smell as her mother, Annalise, tightened their embrace that night. The rain outside didn't stop Annalise and Marvin - her husband of ten years - from taking a business trip to Paris.“Alright, it's time to go, Cass,” Annalise whispered, she released the hug slowly, afraid that it would make her daughter feel sad.Annalise's blue eyes looked at Cassandra, her daughter was only ten years old when Annalise made the biggest decision of her life; going back to work with her husband. It was a difficult choice, but Annalise had wanted this for a long time. She wanted her career, to shine after a ten-year vacuum from the clothing industry that made them all billionaires.Cassandra looked up, she wiped both eyes roughly. "I don't want Mom and Dad to leave tonight. Can you guys stay here?"But the question was taken over by Marvin, he already looked ready to go on a business trip. The shiny black suit and...
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