Apollo was seated on a chair, his head dipped on the headrest, his eyes closed, and a woman between his thighs. His eyes flared open when he heard the noise from the door and the blood drained out of his face when he saw Cassandra standing there. The girl that was giving him a blow job turned and scowled at Cassandra, but Apollo pushed her off and stood. Cassandra felt like her legs were glued to the ground. She fought to look as neutral as possible just to hide that they had anything going on. "I'm... I'm sorry... I came to... I will just come back later." She spun to leave but Apollo caught up with her and grabbed her arm. "Cassandra, wait." Cassandra looked at the girl who was staring at them in confusion and disgust, her arms folded across her chest. Apollo turned to the girl. "Leave now." "What?" "Leave!" Apollo yelled. "Are you fucking the same woman with Eros?" the girl scoffed. "This is not what it looks like. I...I came he
When Eros entered his room, Cassandra wasn't there, and it gave him some time to think. He slumped down on the bed, ran his hands over his face, and looked around the room."What am I doing? What is going on with me?" he asked himself. He has been asking himself those questions since morning and had not been able to answer them. Cassandra was occupying his mind in an unhealthy way. It was no longer about sex; he was attracted to her in ways he couldn't even explain, and it was frustrating him because he can't keep on living like that. He tugged at his tie, dragged it away from his neck, and started to pull his shoes. During the interview, all he had thought about was Cassandra and the events of last night. He found himself smiling most of the time at the memories, making the reporter give him confused stares.He stood up, grabbed his cell phone from the nightstand, and dialed Javier. He had to put a stop to his before it gets out of hand. This was not him; this was not what his fathe
Cassandra went into the restroom to freshen up and mellow down before Eros comes looking for her. She was going to let him handle things his way and if he failed, she would take it into her hands. She couldn't believe Eros Castillo was scared of anyone. She thought he was the most powerful man in the mafia or has she and everyone else overrated him?Two ladies walked into the restroom as she stood staring into the mirror. She wouldn't have noticed them if one of them had not snorted. When she turned, she found them eyeing her and muttering inaudible things to themselves, she smiled inwardly. It was funny, making enemies with people you have never even spoken to before because they thought you had something they couldn't have. What the ladies didn't know was that she would gladly trade places with them right now. They were free and did whatever they wanted to, they were free to go wherever they wanted to without being watched, they could decide to stay home and not leave their houses an
Cassandra and Eros didn't say a word to each other until they got home. Cassandra didn't wait for Leo to open the door for her, she got off the car and stormed into the building. Eros followed her immediately, getting pissed with her attitude. He was supposed to be the angry one here, he was the one humiliated, how dare she? He wanted to be so mad at her like he used to be but he couldn't, he was just so focused on finding out what was going on in her mind that he didn't get as mad as he should have. He followed her up the stairs and once they were in his room, he slammed the door shut, and in one quick motion, he strode over to her, grabbed her wrist, and turned her to face him.Her back was pressed against the dresser, and she looked away from him, avoiding his eyes. He stared at her for a while, the heat from her engulfing him and he restrained himself from hauling her against him and kissing her silly. Why was she so damn sexy? He began to speak immediately to blot that th
A few minutes later, Eros was seated in his office, facing the woman Javier had introduced as Ms Peterson. They stared at each other without saying a word for a while and Eros had to clear his throat. Was she expecting him to say something first? Why was she staring at him like that? Was she not the therapist? She should start by asking questions.She inhaled and smiled at him. "Mr. Castillo, how do you feel now?" she asked.Eros wanted to get grumpy and ask her to get on with the therapy already, but he figured it might be part of the session. "I always feel better.""So, can you tell me about yourself?"Was she kidding right now? Was she not supposed to know who he was already? Javier should have filled her in on it, he didn't have time for all this. But when he was about to snap, he heard Javier in his head. 'Talk to her, it's the procedures...'"I run the Castillo Empire, it was an enterprise left to me by my father, Dominico Castillo before he died...""Er...Mr. Cas
Vote and comment if you love the story❤️ Shit, shit, shit, shit. Apollo quickly dropped her as Eros approached them. Her heart was hammering against her ribcage now and she thought of what to do to save Apollo from Eros' rage. Everyone went dead silent, and the only noise heard was Eros' footsteps. She was torn between explaining herself and watching to see what Eros had to say. Explaining would mean she was guilty, but keeping calm meant she didn't know what Eros could do to Apollo.Eros walked up to them and pushed Apollo on the chest. "Why were you carrying her?" he demanded. "Eros..." Cassandra began to speak, but Eros shot her a mean stare. "I didn't ask you the question." He turned back to Apollo who was now standing with his head bent. "What do you think you are doing with her?" "We were playing games and he lifted me like that because our team won, it means nothing!" Cassandra said, letting the words out of her mouth quickly so Eros won
Vote|Comment ❤️ "The show is over, now, go back to your duty posts," Javier said, stepping into the kitchen. The staff and soldiers slowly left the kitchen, leaving Cassandra still seated on the floor, looking defeated. Carlos was still there on the floor, whimpering and clutching his face. Javier motioned for Bully and Apollo to take him to Grandma Adella's apartment to be fixed. She just returned from her trip.When the men led Carlos out of the kitchen, Javier turned to Cassandra and stretched out his hand. She took it hesitantly; he dragged her up from the floor and made her seat on a tall stool by the island. He filled a tall glass with water and handed it to her while sitting on the stool next to her. Cassandra stared at the glass. She didn't know what to think as so many thoughts swarm her mind at the moment. She didn't know if Eros was mad at her or not and she didn't understand the look Lucia gave her. "Have you eaten anything yet?" Javier
It was getting darker, but Eros was not bothered about going home. He sat in the lounge of one of his hostels drinking glass upon glass of alcohol, hoping no one finds him. Javier had called him severally, but he had refused to answer, all he wanted was to be alone. He didn't know why he felt this way and tried to convince himself that it was because of the memory that the therapy session he had earlier sprouted, but deep down in his most secret heart, he knew it was something that Cassandra said to him.Why was he letting it get to him? Why was he letting her mess around with his head? Was he angry? Was he sad? He couldn't differentiate what he was feeling right there. It was a feeling of frustration, a feeling of helplessness. What was he going to do to make her stop talking to him that way? Violence never solved the problem. His phone vibrated again, he stared at it, Javier flashed on the screen, and he ignored it. He planned to drink until he stopped thinking of the differen
Hurray! Book one has finally ended and I am so excited. However, I am sorry to break your heart about the suspense. I know I left you hanging, but you can still find out what happened in BOOK TWO titled HEART OF THE HEARTLESS. It will come soon, and I will announce the date soon.For now, I need to focus and write my final exams and I promise you it's going to get better in book two. However, I did not end BOOK ONE because of the exams or school. This is how I wanted to end it to make up for a better BOOK TWO.I want to thank God Almighty, who kept me alive and safe despite all the crises in Nigeria. I travel and come back in peace, and nothing happens to me. He kept me alive and strong through the year and even led me through surgery and other things. He is the reason I could still type out this story.I also want to use this opportunity to thank each one of you that followed me through this journey. The journey of Eros and Cassandra has not ended yet, but the first part of it ha
ABOUT TO WED The day of the wedding finally arrived, and Eros could not contain himself. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He had been asked not to see his bride before the wedding, something about a bad omen, but he itched to see Cassandra before they walked down the aisle. He was in the room with Javier and Pedro as his best men and had assigned security in every corner of the hotel. He wanted to make sure nothing would go wrong. It was a small private wedding, just as Cassandra had requested and he bought the idea because he did not want to risk anything happening.He paced around his room like a cock in heat while Javier and Pedro watched him."Why are you pacing about?" Javier inquired.Eros stopped and sat down on the bed; his legs quivered on reflexes. "Can't I just hear her voice for only a few minutes? The wedding starts in an hour; we still have time.""You can call her if you want to hear her vo
It had been a week since Eros' proposal, and he was so elated. He never failed to tell anyone who cared to listen that he was engaged and never failed to present Cassandra to them, even though Cassandra warned him against it, he was just so happy and in love to listen. His proposal stirred mixed reactions in the mafia world, especially among the girls. They did not believe Eros could settle down with a woman, especially not a woman like Cassandra.Eros and Cassandra fixed their wedding date and were preparing for it together. Cassandra's father had been discharged from the hospital and Cassandra knew he was not a huge fan of Eros, but she needed his blessings, so Eros had decided to visit him and tell him about their plans, although they doubted, he had not heard yet. The news of their engagement spread like a wide fire."Are you nervous?" Cassandra asked him while making his tie. He wore a dark, tailored tuxedo that looked nice on him."Shouldn't I be?" he replied.Cassandra smiled
"Yes," Cassandra said. "But why do you keep proposing without a ring?"Eros' head snapped up from her neck, his face clouded with surprise. "Did you just say yes?"Cassandra nodded before answering. "Yes. I will marry you, but you must propose properly with—""Of course, of course," Eros interjected and surprised Cassandra when he ran out of the bath naked and returned with a shirt, fumbling inside the pocket. He looked hilarious with desperation. He finally fished out a little blue box, tossed his shirt away, and almost slipped when he was rushing to Cassandra. She burst into laughter, and he joined her."Please, do not fall and injure yourself," she cautioned. Eros went over to her and kissed her lips gently."I won't, tesoro." He lowered to his knees, looking up at her. He could not believe he was finally about to spend the rest of his life with her. He opened the box and the diamond glimmered in the light. "Cassandra Marie Lopez..." He chuckled, and so did Cassandra. "I am not
Eros removed the cloth covering the woman's face and stared at her. She glared back at him, not even looking scared. He had never seen this woman before. Why does she attack women he had something to do with? His eyes scanned her body. He had asked his men to strip her to her underwear, and they did. She didn't have any tattoos, no marks, no scars. Was she working for someone? They didn't torture her because Cassandra wouldn't like it. She had begged him to hand the woman over to the police once he caught her. He would hand her over, but not without trying to pry out information from her. She nearly killed his woman."Who are you?" he asked in a gruff voice."Fuck you," the woman retorted.His hands folded into fists, and his jaw clenched. He would have tortured her in the worst possible ways if it were his old self. This woman had the gut to curse at him. He stretched his hand and Javier handed him the gun. He moved closer and bent so that his face was on the same level as the woman'
It's been a week since they attacked Cassandra. Her injuries were healing pretty fast, and she left the hospital once she regained consciousness. Eros has been nothing but a sweetheart. At first, he wouldn't even let her feet touch the ground, and she had everything she wanted right there in bed. He would hold her and lead her to the bathroom, get her dressed, sing hilarious lullabies for her to fall asleep, and wake up early to make the cooks prepare breakfast and bring them to bed. All that caring made Cassandra heal even faster. Eros had also taken tighter security measures and Cassandra had remembered Apollo mentioning hidden cameras in the house. Eros had called a bug team that swept the entire house, taking away all the devices. They increased security around the mansion by ten and he was extra careful, letting nothing pass him. They were still tracking the woman and Eros told Cassandra that he would get the woman that next day.Since Cassandra was strong enough, she felt s
"Fuck!" Eros cussed for the hundredth time, biting back tears as he paced up and down the hallway. His whole shirt was drenched in Cassandra's blood, but he cared less. Javier, Pedro, and Vikky stood behind him silently. "How did I let this happen? I swear, I will kill that bastard!" "Eros, you have to calm down," Javier said. Eros turned sharply to look at him. "Calm down, you say? Cassie is in there fighting for her life, and you say I should calm down?" "What do you plan to do? Breathe life into her or something? Cassie needs you now. She would not want you to be like this. We must be calm and think about the next step." Eros' eyes were red and glassy. "It's all my fault," his voice broke with emotions. "I should have protected her." Javier walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Eros, listen to me. This is not the time to apportion blame or linger on emotions. This is the time to think and act fast." Eros knew he was right. He needed to pull himself together a
It was over a week since Eros and Cassandra got back together. Things moved smoothly, and they were happy. Eros was a sweet man, and as days passed, Cassandra realized the young man was loved-starved. He just needed someone to love him, and she showed him as much love and care as she could. His childhood story wasn't completed yet, but she knew most parts of why he was the way he was and was determined to help him overcome that trauma. Eros managed to convince her to go to the private college he found. It was a few minutes drive from the mansion. She was thrilled by it; her dreams were finally coming true.Her father was still in the hospital. He was recovering well, but the doctor recommended bedrest, and Eros decided he stayed in the hospital and had all his needs taken care of. She knew her father was not optimistic about Eros, and she understood him. Still, she was so in love with the mafia man and was ready to prove to her father that Eros was a good man and, beyond his gruff
Once Eros dropped Cassandra in the mansion, he jumped back into the car and headed for Marco. Even with all the tactics Cassandra devised to stop him from going, he didn’t yield this time. The bastard had beaten more than he could chew, and he was ready to end Marco’s bullshit.He turned off the engine once he was at the site and got out, taking in his surroundings. Marco was a sly bastard; he needed to ensure the whole place was secure. Not that they weren’t careful enough, there were men in the control room, watching every cranny around the warehouse, even the surroundings. If any danger were lurking, they would find out. He stalked into the warehouse where Javier and the others waited, blowing smoke from his fat cigar.Marco was strapped to a chair in the centre of the room. His face was bruised, and his head hung, he was so motionless that Eros thought he was already dead. There was a deep cut on his temple where a lone blood trekked down to his cheek, his lips were swollen, a