“Come meet me at this address when you are done with Blake.”
Cassandra stared down at the message on her phone; her uncle, Niko, had sent her the message.
She let out a sigh, the shock of meeting her soon-to-be husband still within her…
Blake McKnight…
He was scary in a sense.
No wonder his poor old grandfather was begging around for a wife; how was he going to get a wife if he acts like an asshole to every woman he meets.
It is his foolishness that allows Uncle Niko was able to use his grandfather’s weakness against him, but this works out. She would be able to leave that family once and for all.
Cassandra gets into the lounge at the address her uncle had texted her, her eyes narrow when she catches a glimpse of her uncle with Mr. McKnight.
Can’t this man hold on for a bloody second?
She wore a thin smile as she approached the table.
“Oh! Cassandra is here already,” he said with a beaming smile as he got out of his seat and pulled out a chair for her.
“Thank you, Uncle.” She said with another fake smile as she eased herself into the chair. Her eyes are now staring at Mr. McKnight, who also had a small smile on his face.
“You met with Blake?” he queried and she nodded. He let out a sigh of relief, it was almost as though he had expected the meeting to never happen.
“I thought he stood you up, I had to threaten him seriously.” He leaned in to whisper. “How was it? Do you like him?”
He asked eagerly, and it made Cassandra genuinely sad.
Truthfully, she didn’t like Blake, apart from the fact that he was rude and condescending.
He was also a narcissist, but then she noticed the glare her uncle gave in her direction and then she nodded.
“He’s a lot of work, but I think we can work out.” She muttered she didn’t recognize her own voice, but it wasn’t completely a lie, she would rather pick a condescending jerk like Blake than to be around Lance.
“Oh really?” Mr. McKnight said, sounding genuinely surprised. A short, awkward laugh escaped him. “You’re the first girl to say something like that.”
How does she tell this old man that she wasn’t complimenting his grandson?
“The other girls would cry and speak about how rude Blake was to them.” He said tiredly massaging his temples.
“Well, he is rude.” She blurted abruptly. Seizing the attention of the two men.
“Then why do you like him? Was there any reason in particular you are agreeing?” he muttered. “I need you to understand that you can also refuse and nobody here is pressuring you.”
Cassandra bit on her lips, racking her brain for something to say.
“W-Well, H-He is also handsome.” She stuttered and Mr. McKnight chuckled again.
“You can’t just get into a marriage because he’s handsome, it takes more than facial qualities to be a perfect man and a good husband.” He lectured and then corrected in a beat. “He is a handsome jerk.”
They both laughed, Niko simply nodded along impatiently, he couldn’t wait for the deal to be over with.
“He’s rude but not completely hopeless, I believe he has a soft spot, something I can touch.” She proceeded with another smile. “Give me a few months, a little time with him and he will be a changed man. Moreover, the reason I am agreeing to this marriage is because of you, Mr. McKnight.”
His eyes widened slightly at the sudden confession.
“I would like for you to stop searching desperately for a woman, and you should also stop thinking about how little time you have left.” She continues with a small smile. “He might not show it, but Blake is worried about you as well.”
“Oh.” He wondered, she noticed the sudden softness in his eyes, and a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips.
“I will marry Blake.” She affirmed again confidently. “And I will take care of him too, so, you don’t have to worry about anything.”
*****
“I didn’t know you’re so good at lying.” Uncle Niko said as they walked towards his car, the lunch was over and they had finalize the wedding, she was relieved this turned out way better than she imagined it, but on hearing Uncle Niko’s little remark a small scowl appeared on her face. “Mr. McKnight ate that up, did you see his face after you told him that bullshit? Who would have thought that my innocent little niece isn’t as innocent as I thought?”
Not everything she told the man was a lie, she was indeed worried for him, but arguing with her uncle was pointless.
“Well, with you threatening to throw me out of the house if things don’t go well. I didn’t have much of a choice.” She bit back bitterly and he nodded in satisfaction.
“You did a splendid job anyway, Mr. McKnight has agreed to sign the business contract with me, which means the wedding will go on as planned.” Cassandra felt her heart dropped, even though she wasn’t necessarily causing the damage.
She felt bad for being involved in a shameless deceit like that.
“So I suggested to Mr. McKnight that you should meet Blake on another date tomorrow and during the weekend the whole family will have dinner with the McKnights.” He continued after a short breath. “We need to formally inform the rest of the family that you’re getting married.”
“What?” she gasped. “I don’t think it’s necessary to meet him again so soon!”
She didn’t want to spend yet another second with him.
“You need to get used to him before the wedding, you know, and the wedding will be happening faster than you think, the earlier the better.” He continued with a sly smile. “Start working your charms, not like you have any, so he gets smitten with you by the time you’re married.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Since I did a splendid job, then can I ask for something in return?” she professed, he paused for a while, his eyes narrowing.
“What is it?”
“Lend me some money.”
“What do you even need the money for?” he queried and when she refused to answer he let out a sigh. “Alright, fine, how much do you need?”
"What do you mean I have to go out with her again?" Blake thundered over the phone. His grandfather was being more insistent than usual. "Didn’t I already agree to marry the girl? Just call me on the wedding day!"“That’s not happening!” his grandfather snapped. "I sent you a message last night to inform you. Don’t tell me you ignored it just to come up with excuses today!"“Grandpa, I have a meeting,” Blake replied, trying to keep his tone calm.“Cancel it,” his grandfather ordered firmly.Blake was about to fire back when his assistant, Jeffery, gestured at him from the corner of the office. Taking a deep breath, Blake pinched the bridge of his nose, his frustration mounting.There were so many things he wanted to say, but he was painfully aware of his grandfather’s heart condition. Jeffery’s silent reminder made him swallow his anger. The last thing he wanted was to be the reason the old man ended up in the hospital.“You’re always busy with work, even for family gatherings,” his g
Sunlight streamed into the chilly room, gently warming Cassandra's face. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering open and a dull, throbbing pain greeted her. The world spun around her, and she groaned, trying to make the dizziness go away. Despite the lame attempts her headache only worsened. She tried to move, but her limbs felt heavy, and she was unable to lift herself.It was almost as though she was trapped in her body, unable to do anything except stare at the ceiling. She thought about what might be causing her headache, but the more she thought about it, the more it hurt. Suddenly, she realized this might be the after-effect of the drugs Lance had used on her.Just as the thought crossed her mind, the door creaked open, and her aunt Mercedes came in, her grey eyes scanning the room with suspicion. When her gaze settled on Cassandra, curled up on the bed, they narrowed with contempt. It was just like yesterday, Cassandra’s parents had died in a car crash on a business trip, Cassand
After breakfast, Cassandra realized they were out of some groceries, so she went back upstairs to get dressed for her outing. She always felt a sense of relief when leaving the house; the atmosphere outside was so much less suffocating.“Where are you going?” Lance's voice suddenly halted her just as she was about to exit the front door. Cassandra froze, clutching her faded blue jean purse tightly in her hands, her heart palpitating in her chest as she spoke.“T-to get some g-groceries,” she stammered, her eyes drifting behind him as she noticed Lena approaching.“I’ll drive you,” Lance offered, his words sending goosebumps across her exposed skin. The thought of going out with Lance terrified her, and she was about to make up an excuse when Lena suddenly rushed forward.“Ugh! Brother, why are you always going around with her? It’s like she’s got you all wrapped around her finger,” Lena exclaimed in frustration, her eyes raking over Cassandra with visible disgust.“Lena, wait… come on
Cassandra came downstairs from her room all dressed up, her uncle was waiting just outside the door. He nodded at her, a look of mild satisfaction on his face, and gestured for her to follow him. She hesitated for a moment but then followed him out of the house and to his car, just as she had guessed, they were going out…but where, and when nobody was at home too?She quietly nestled into the passenger seat, and an anxious feeling crept over her. This was the first time he had taken her to one of his events, this one had to be intense. Her uncle was a successful businessman, frequently attending important meetings and gatherings, just like her father. But this time, he had invited her to accompany him.She watched him as he slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a roar. They pulled out of the driveway, the car moving swiftly down the road. At first, the ride was silent, both of them lost in their thoughts. After a few minutes, Niko cleared his throat, preparing the conv
“Father told me that you were getting married,” Cassandra froze when she heard Lance’s cold voice coming from the doorway of her room, a fearful gasp escaped her, she had planned to avoid him, but she didn’t know how he was able to get to the door without her knowing, had she had forgotten to turn on the lock to the door?Cassandra’s heart hammered painfully in her chest when she felt him come further into the room, only then did she turn to face him gently, his eyes gleamed with chilled malice, as he took slow taunting steps toward her.“You traitor!” He growled lowly, suddenly reaching to grab her by the hair, he tightened his fists as if to hit her, but he only withdrew because everyone else was at home.“Please,” she begged, tears had filled her eyes and her lips were quivering.“Tell me your excuse,” he urged almost daringly, “Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” she shook her head hurriedly and Lance held her closer to himself, waiting for her explanation.Cassandra’s voice came
"What do you mean I have to go out with her again?" Blake thundered over the phone. His grandfather was being more insistent than usual. "Didn’t I already agree to marry the girl? Just call me on the wedding day!"“That’s not happening!” his grandfather snapped. "I sent you a message last night to inform you. Don’t tell me you ignored it just to come up with excuses today!"“Grandpa, I have a meeting,” Blake replied, trying to keep his tone calm.“Cancel it,” his grandfather ordered firmly.Blake was about to fire back when his assistant, Jeffery, gestured at him from the corner of the office. Taking a deep breath, Blake pinched the bridge of his nose, his frustration mounting.There were so many things he wanted to say, but he was painfully aware of his grandfather’s heart condition. Jeffery’s silent reminder made him swallow his anger. The last thing he wanted was to be the reason the old man ended up in the hospital.“You’re always busy with work, even for family gatherings,” his g
“Come meet me at this address when you are done with Blake.”Cassandra stared down at the message on her phone; her uncle, Niko, had sent her the message.She let out a sigh, the shock of meeting her soon-to-be husband still within her…Blake McKnight…He was scary in a sense.No wonder his poor old grandfather was begging around for a wife; how was he going to get a wife if he acts like an asshole to every woman he meets.It is his foolishness that allows Uncle Niko was able to use his grandfather’s weakness against him, but this works out. She would be able to leave that family once and for all.Cassandra gets into the lounge at the address her uncle had texted her, her eyes narrow when she catches a glimpse of her uncle with Mr. McKnight.Can’t this man hold on for a bloody second?She wore a thin smile as she approached the table.“Oh! Cassandra is here already,” he said with a beaming smile as he got out of his seat and pulled out a chair for her.“Thank you, Uncle.” She said wit
“Father told me that you were getting married,” Cassandra froze when she heard Lance’s cold voice coming from the doorway of her room, a fearful gasp escaped her, she had planned to avoid him, but she didn’t know how he was able to get to the door without her knowing, had she had forgotten to turn on the lock to the door?Cassandra’s heart hammered painfully in her chest when she felt him come further into the room, only then did she turn to face him gently, his eyes gleamed with chilled malice, as he took slow taunting steps toward her.“You traitor!” He growled lowly, suddenly reaching to grab her by the hair, he tightened his fists as if to hit her, but he only withdrew because everyone else was at home.“Please,” she begged, tears had filled her eyes and her lips were quivering.“Tell me your excuse,” he urged almost daringly, “Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” she shook her head hurriedly and Lance held her closer to himself, waiting for her explanation.Cassandra’s voice came
Cassandra came downstairs from her room all dressed up, her uncle was waiting just outside the door. He nodded at her, a look of mild satisfaction on his face, and gestured for her to follow him. She hesitated for a moment but then followed him out of the house and to his car, just as she had guessed, they were going out…but where, and when nobody was at home too?She quietly nestled into the passenger seat, and an anxious feeling crept over her. This was the first time he had taken her to one of his events, this one had to be intense. Her uncle was a successful businessman, frequently attending important meetings and gatherings, just like her father. But this time, he had invited her to accompany him.She watched him as he slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a roar. They pulled out of the driveway, the car moving swiftly down the road. At first, the ride was silent, both of them lost in their thoughts. After a few minutes, Niko cleared his throat, preparing the conv
After breakfast, Cassandra realized they were out of some groceries, so she went back upstairs to get dressed for her outing. She always felt a sense of relief when leaving the house; the atmosphere outside was so much less suffocating.“Where are you going?” Lance's voice suddenly halted her just as she was about to exit the front door. Cassandra froze, clutching her faded blue jean purse tightly in her hands, her heart palpitating in her chest as she spoke.“T-to get some g-groceries,” she stammered, her eyes drifting behind him as she noticed Lena approaching.“I’ll drive you,” Lance offered, his words sending goosebumps across her exposed skin. The thought of going out with Lance terrified her, and she was about to make up an excuse when Lena suddenly rushed forward.“Ugh! Brother, why are you always going around with her? It’s like she’s got you all wrapped around her finger,” Lena exclaimed in frustration, her eyes raking over Cassandra with visible disgust.“Lena, wait… come on
Sunlight streamed into the chilly room, gently warming Cassandra's face. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering open and a dull, throbbing pain greeted her. The world spun around her, and she groaned, trying to make the dizziness go away. Despite the lame attempts her headache only worsened. She tried to move, but her limbs felt heavy, and she was unable to lift herself.It was almost as though she was trapped in her body, unable to do anything except stare at the ceiling. She thought about what might be causing her headache, but the more she thought about it, the more it hurt. Suddenly, she realized this might be the after-effect of the drugs Lance had used on her.Just as the thought crossed her mind, the door creaked open, and her aunt Mercedes came in, her grey eyes scanning the room with suspicion. When her gaze settled on Cassandra, curled up on the bed, they narrowed with contempt. It was just like yesterday, Cassandra’s parents had died in a car crash on a business trip, Cassand