Cassandra’s POV
Lost in my thoughts, I stood in the shower, letting the cold water blast against my skin. This wasn't the life I envisioned—I felt suffocated, trapped in a contract with a psychopath. Just the thought of Professor Marcus’s twisted actions sent a shiver down my spine. “Who should I blame for my foolishness?” I said aloud, realizing just how long I had been lost in my reflections. Suddenly, a cold draft wiped through the bathroom, sending a jolt through my body. Oh Goodness! I quickly reached for my towel, only to find it was missing. Determined not to catch a cold, I rushed out of the bathroom to dry off. To my shock, I found Professor Marcus sitting in the corner of the room, his gaze locked onto me with a predatory intensity. Darting my gaze from him to the tower lying on the bed, I thought to myself. “If I move faster, I could get it". I quickly swerved towards the bed to grab my tower, but it seemed luck wasn't on my side; I felt His grip on my waist as he forcefully pulled me into bed, and smashed his lips against mine. I struggled to free myself from his clutches, but it seems no matter how hard I try, my body has always longed for his touch. My lips parted as I watched him pull off his shirt and then toss it aside. He caught my upper arms and held me still while he kissed the side of my neck. He skimmed his lips against My silken skin. I touched his chest with the reverence it deserved. So much warm flesh and hard muscle; Marcus took care of himself. Still struggling to fight the feelings, he whispered into my ears “ Stay calm Cassie” His gaze skimmed My bare breasts, swept up to My face and surprisingly stayed there. He touched my cheek before lifting a lock of my hair. Smiling, he watched the strands sift through his fingers. His focus returned to My breasts. As he rubbed his thumb over My hard nipple. I could see the struggle for control in the flex of his jaw and his flaring nostrils. “I knew they’d be perfect,” he murmured and kissed my shoulder. Arousal flushed my entire body. The feel of his warm lips brushing soft kisses up the side of my neck made me dizzy. When he retraced the path and headed for My right breast, I clung to his waist for support, digging my fingers into his jeans and feeling his way to the snap. I unfastened it, then couldn’t maneuver the rest. “Wait, wait,” I said, breathless from his tongue and teeth doing amazing things to My peaked nipples. Those broad shoulders, a muscular chest that tapered to a flat, slim stomach. His thighs were athlete's, and his erection was exceptional. My gaze swept over him from head to knee and back again. How I'd missed this man’s touch. Next came his lips, his teeth, the tip of his tongue..... It wasn’t fair that I couldn’t touch him. I wanted it very badly. I closed my hand around his cock, and the humour left his face. His strained expression and low moan warned me to be careful or they’d both orgasm too soon. Leaning back, I stared at the thick hard flesh in my hand. I stroked him, following the upward curve with a light grip that made him pulse against My palm. Marcus lifted My chin and took My mouth in a searing kiss that eased into a languid exploration. As if he’d read My mind he moved his lips to the base of my throat, planting a kiss at the top of my breast before he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He used just the right amount of pressure and suction to make me quiver and make me want to beg him to ease the burning need inside me. Gripping his shoulders, I inhaled his scent, clean and as masculine as the muscles that flexed under his warm skin. Try as I might, with him still teasing my breasts, I couldn’t reach far enough down to get a grip on his amazing butt. Balancing himself on his left elbow, he retraced the path on the inside of my thigh until I held my breath, waiting, desperate for Marcus to touch me. He moved my hips against his erection, taking satisfaction in his groan. He lifted his head, and the moment seemed to freeze. He didn’t move; he just looked at my face. I wasn’t sure what was happening and then I gasped at the invasion of his finger sliding into my damp pussy. My shoulders came up off the mattress and I couldn’t seem to catch my next breath. Marcus pushed in deeper and rubbed me with his thumb. "Fuck!" I groaned. Marcus' expression changed in an instant. The intensity returned as his desire flared. He replaced one finger with two. “ Stop it” I giggled “Don’t fight it.” His heated breath washed over my still-damp nipple. “I was not going to stop at one finger.” Surging up, he kissed my lips, parted them with his tongue and thrust in rhythm with his fingers. Eyes shut, I reached for him, but the pressure got to be too much. Everything inside my body tightened. I arched against his hand, my body tensing, my breath held. When I came, I bucked so hard it dislodged his fingers. Another spasm hit, not as strong, but more than I expected. He was hot and it had been a while for me, but that didn’t explain my body’s reaction. His tongue tracing a line down my torso made her open one eye. He kissed my tummy, then dipped his tongue into my belly button. When he would’ve slid lower, I grabbed his hair where it was longer on top and lifted his head. His eyes were dark and hooded, sexier than he had any right to be. “Condom,” I growled. “Now.” “hm.” It was his turn to jerk when I rubbed my thumb over the slick tip of his erection. Moving out of my reach, his gaze so dark and piercing made me have another after-quake, I watched him slide on the condom. My legs spread eagerly and he settled between them with a groan that made me squeeze all the parts of myself I could. “Oh, hell, Cassie,” he drawled, teasing my name out low and slow as he pushed inside. I grabbed the headboard above my head, bracing myself for his entry. He never once looked away from my eyes as he gritted his teeth and drove into me with a powerful thrust. My right hand went to his forearm. With the other, I clutched a pillow and wound my legs around his hips. He started to plunge deep, only to pull almost out before doing it again. The pleasure sent waves through my body, starting at my centre and then spreading with the rhythm of oceans, the strength of tides. I grew hot in degrees. Again, from where he thrust into me, then outward. As if he’d set my blood on fire with a slow match. A prickling sort of heat sparked my nerve endings. God, I didn't know what was happening. It wasn’t pressure as much as sheer pleasure that kept building. I wasn’t even sure if it was his hand making me feel... The orgasm overtook me. My eyes closed. This was different. Sound muffled, the sheets rubbed against my skin, his weight kept me from floating away, and the tremors, lord, they weren’t waves but pounding surf. Somewhere in the outer world, he stopped and a sound from deep in his throat broke through. It took a long while to come back from wherever I'd go. Until the world focused again, and i could breathe without gasping.Cassandra POVIt’s been a week since I last heard from Nate, and I’m starting to feel concerned. I’ve tried reaching out multiple times, but his phone is turned off. “Is he still angry with me?” I ask myself, unease settling in my stomach. I know something isn’t right, but I can’t quite pinpoint what it is.“Hey, Cassie!” Lauren whispered, drawing my attention. I managed a small smile for her and then turned back to the ongoing lecture. I couldn’t hold back any longer; I needed to open up to Lauren and share what was going on. Maybe she could help me.“Lauren! I need to talk to you about something important,” I mumbled, struggling to keep my composure. It was obvious that Professor Marcus was trying his best to drive me crazy, but I wasn’t going to let that happen.A few minutes passed, but I still couldn’t formulate my thoughts into words. I gazed blankly at Lauren, recalling the intimate moment I had shared with Marcus last night.Oh my God! “Are you okay, Cassie?” Lauren asked, a
Marcus POV… I sat there, poised and determined, waiting for Cassandra. It was clear she had forgotten our dinner plans, but I wasn’t going to let that slide.The realization that I had fallen head over heels for her struck me with a mix of frustration and resolve. “This wasn't the plan,” I thought, allowing a smirk to cross my face as I let out a short, sharp laugh of disbelief. “She pulled a fast one on me,” I muttered, my grip tightening around the glass of wine in my hand. If this was the cross I had to bear due to my carelessness, then I would accept it without hesitation. Marking Cassandra on the very night we made out was the smartest decision I could have made. She was my key to freedom, and I would crush anyone who dared to glance in her direction. “So sorry I’m late,” Cassandra's voice rang out, pulling me from my thoughts. Her intoxicating scent enveloped me, as I stood up from my seat. I approached her, and she instinctively took a few steps back to maintain her dista
Cassandra POV "It happened again," I said firmly as I marched into the room."This ends now!" I declared, slamming my phone down onto the floor with a burst of determination. I refuse to feel powerless any longer. “Why do I let this happen?” I thought, frustration wells up as tears threatened to spill. But then, a resolve ignited within me. I quickly headed to the wardrobe to gather my things.I stepped into my room with a clear purpose—nothing was going to hold me back. I swiftly scanned through the wardrobe and picked up a blue dress, folding it neatly. With my bag in hand, I opened the door and stepped out.As I navigated the hallway, it was clear that no one observed my presence. I made my way toward the mansion’s foyer, instantly fueled by my determination to escape this place. The obsession and endless desire that Professor Marcus had for my body were driving me to the edge. Every attempt to protect myself only drew me deeper into his web of lust.“Miss Cassandra.”I froze at
Cassandra POV The cold breeze slapped my face across Marcus' shoulder. He dragged me like a criminal! Maybe I am, but I was not ready for the consequences afterward.I groaned in pain with the force he held me with and little did I know my destiny awaited me at the door. The door was smashed open and he jerked me like a feather to his bed.I couldn't believe my eyes with what I saw on his bed, it gave me goosebumps instantly. The bed was decorated with different terrible sex toys.“Is he planning to dig a hole inside me?” I screamed loudly in my head and swallowed hard my saliva. Marcus' aura filled the room and my coldness vanished the moment he drew a chain out from the bedspread.I find it strange to understand what’s going on in his head. Fear gripped me from the thought of being chained down and ripped apart. I remained lifeless on his bed like a surrendered prisoner with no hope with the way he smirked. His Wild cherry scent drifted across my nose as he leaned in to
Marcus POV As I gazed at Cassandra's sleeping figure on the bed, I quietly slipped out of the room. There was no denying it—I craved her touch. She was meant to be my key to freedom, yet here I was, realizing that I was undeniably falling for her.For the first time in a long while, I felt a hidden fear gnawing at me. I refused to let go of her. When I learned she had run away, a surge of unease washed over me, but I was determined not to allow anyone to have control over my heart again, just as my brother did.My thoughts turned to him, and a smirk crept onto my lips. “Bernard!” I muttered under my breath. The anger and rage within me surged, a storm brewing that words couldn’t capture. It was a foolish mistake to let my guard down, and now I was paying dearly for it.Suddenly, I snapped out of my thoughts as a sharp knock sounded on the door.“Come in,” I commanded, battling to keep my anger in check. “You requested my presence, sir?” the housekeeper inquired, shuddering my head
Cassandra POV The lecture felt endless, and I turned to my left, staring at the empty seat beside me. “Lauren,” I muttered, gripping my pen tightly. If it weren't for Marcus, Lauren would be here. My thoughts sharpened, “What if something truly terrible happened to her? No, that can’t be right. Did Professor Marcus do something to Nate?” I struggled hard to put the piece together. It was after a confrontation Nate had with Professor Marcus that he suddenly went missing. Oh, Lord! I whispered, grappling with the weight of the emotions swirling in my heart. My thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Eric called my name.“Cassandra, could you please explain what you were thinking about?” I paused, meeting his gaze without flinching. Was this meant to intimidate me? I stood up from my seat, firmly locking eyes with Professor Eric. I was struggling to find the right words to express myself, but as I stood there silently, I could feel Professor Eric droning on, his voice boring into my
Cassandra POV "Hm," I yelled unwillingly and bit my lips as his finger slid inside of me. My legs flexed inwardly. I wanted to close them up against his hands but I stopped.I lifted my head, squirming and moaning. “ Yes, please!!! " I begged and his fingers doubled. Without the slightest pity, he rammed in the third finger too. I was going crazy! Is this a massage? I questionedHe curved his three fingers all in like he was trying to scoop all the juices out of me.As he dug in and out of me, he massaged my thighs like they were his meat. He squeezed and spanked my butt softly, moving them in and out closely to his fingers in my garden.I was going all crazy this time. I danced and curved my palms towards my waist. I gripped the bedspread tight and struggled with the heat swallowing me.It felt like my inn was on fire with the way he twisted his fingers through me. Suddenly he pulled out, and I breathed unevenly."Aha.." I was still trying to catch my breath when he slammed
Cassandra POV A cold sweat broke out on my skin as I opened my eyes. Frustrated, I quickly reached for my phone to check the time. “It was just a nightmare,” I muttered to myself, but the imagery lingered, feeding my growing concern for Nate’s safety. I picked up my phone to dial his number again, but, as usual, it was switched off. Anxiety tightened in my chest. Just then, I was jolted from my thoughts by a knock on the door. I hesitated for a moment, then firmly got out of bed to see who was there. I opened the door and was taken aback to see Miss Anna standing in front of the door. “Miss Anna! What brings you here?” I asked, keeping my voice steady. “Good day, Cassandra. Professor Marcus requested your presence in the dining room,” she said, her gaze fixed intently on me. “Please inform him that I am declining his request. I’m not hungry, and even if I were, I know my way to the kitchen,” I replied, firmly.Shutting the door behind me, I noticed Miss Anna, used her arm
My Soul mate Cassandra's povIt was getting very cold here. My body ached and I felt a swollen craving for a massage.The thought Of how Marcus had fuck me in the bathtub swindled in my head and I blushed sheepishly I feel like I am ready to be his woman and his declaration earlier; “Do you know how much I need this?” makes me feel Lucky and willing to go on with him.I curled up like a pup waiting to be fed but little did I know my destiny awaited me at the door The door was smashed open that moment and I jerked up like a feather from the bed.I couldn't believe my eyes so I covered my face to be sure what I was seeing was not true. Marcus just returned gorgeously naked with bottled oils in his hand.His aura filled the room and my coldness vanished as he moved closer. “Oh my goodness! How does he know I needed this?!” I screamed in my head He smells like a wild cherry and I can only imagine resting my head on his gracious shoulder and eating him up before the
Telios ( perfect) NightMarcus POVWe just had a nice meal and every part of me can't wait to feed on Cassandra The sound of the rushing water made me realized have been starved for a while and I couldn't hold on any longer The only thing left on my mind was Bianca's nakedness. I could not stop longing for her even though she was at no distance from meMy craving for her amplified. I can't just keep my mind off her in my bathroom for a second. I remembered the way she used to scream and clench herself to my body, it gave me undeniable erections but then for a minute I wanted to doubt her innocence the last time I clenched my fist as I found my way to the bathroom, she's probably expecting me since she was taking longer than expected I want nothing more than to get hold of Cassandra's body and guess she wants the same. I couldn't resist the urge to get down with her like right now I would never trade a chance to have her anytime I want.I proceeded to the bathroom putting of
Cassandra’s POVMarcus said nothing; he only stared at me with uncertainty. His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to speak, but no words came.“You are not going to say anything?” I was surprised at how calm he was.“ I don't think I have anything to say,” he shruggedA lump formed in my throat. “You knew all along?” My eyes widened as I asked.“Yes,” he admitted with something in his voice I couldn’t quite place. “For the longest time, Cassandra.”A tiny bit of betrayal hit my chest “So, why didn’t you tell me? Why did you choose to take all the blame?” My brows furrowed as I tried to make sense of everything.Marcus exhaled slowly, “You were hurt enough,” he said quietly. “I didn’t want to add to it. Telling you that Lilith had a hand in the murder of your family… It was too devastating. I couldn’t bear to see you in any more pain.”My breath shuddered as it left me. “So you chose to carry a burden for me,” I murmured, shame curling inside me. “And I have never done the same for
Cassandra’s POVClad in my favorite black hoodie, I approached the fence like I knew what I was doing, but deep down, I was scared, nervous, and lost. “Okay, Cassandra,” I muttered, “this is it.” I tried to motivate myself.I managed a clumsy leap that sent my arms flailing and my hoodie fluttering like a sad flag in the wind. With determination and a sigh, I dropped to the ground, took large steps back, and ran towards the fence at full speed like an action hero."Okay, Cassandra," I muttered to myself, shaking out my arms, "You are not about to be defeated by a damn fence, you can't lose Marcus because of a fence.”Finally, when I least expected it, my momentum and a particularly fortunate miscalculation combined, I somehow, inexplicably, hoisted myself over the top of the fence. I landed on the other side with a surprised gasp and a crack from my back, utterly unsure how I had managed to survive. I just lay there, laughing at the absurdity of it all, "Yeah… never doing that ag
Cassandra’s POVI staggered to the kitchen trying to regain my strength and pretend to myself that I could live and move on.As I poured the coffee into my mug, I could hear Marcus' voice echo in my head.“Why didn't you stay in bed? I was going to bring you breakfast.” he said softly just after I heard him raising his voice at ‘I wonder who the poor guy’ was on the phoneMy smile went from ear to ear as I watched him approach me, he wrapped his arms around me, overpowering me with his cologne and warmth.“Goddddd” I squealed in my head, he smelled so good.The soft kiss he placed on my forehead took me out of this earth; I loved how he didn't care about how others felt or what kind of person others might see him as, but when it came to me, I was a queen, the only person that came before him.If he had promised me the whole world, I am sure he would have gone to any kind of war to fulfill that promise.Tears started to gather in my eyes as the memory replayed, I took a sip of my cream
Lilith POV I kept humming to myself, as I walked into my apartment, a surge of completeness rushed through my body, it was me or no one else, since Marcus had decided to continue rejecting my advance towards him, I thought it myself why don't I end both of them once and for all, that way Marcus would be kill Cassandra and also end his life, so I carefully slide a wolfbane into his drink, as I watched him drink everything content in the glass cup, my heart leaped for Joy. “You did a nice job, Lilith; I await the news of his demise soon,” Bernard muttered from behind, making me gasp in shock. “ What’re you doing here?” I asked. Taking a few steps away from him. “I’m here to make sure, you don't ruin things for me Lilith considering how you have been too forgetful recently I doubt if you would be able to carry it out well so I sent someone to trail you, and make sure you do a neat job” Bernard muttered, closing the distance between us, I knew why he was here, and simply can't l
Cassandra POV. The last thing I remember was Marcus calling out to me before I slipped into unconsciousness, however, it seems I was taken back the same day my parents died, the memory became clear and flesh in my mind, as I watched my father walk into the apartment, with one the hunts he caught while coming, my mother had never told me that my father does. However, I loved him regardless, His presence always made me happy. On that fatal night, my father already read my bedtime stories, I was fast asleep when I heard a loud bang on my mom wailed loudly, as a child I needed something was wrong, so I quickly got out of bed and then rushed towards the door, gently pushing the door opened, I saw a slender figure standing in the living room my mom lying lifelessly on the floor, a knife plunged in her heart. “Mum!” I called out to her, but I got no response; I quickly rushed out of my room. However, I was welcomed by a horrible sight in front of me. My father was stabbed multiple ti
Marcus POV I was glad that Cassandra made it out above. However, it saddened my heart that I almost killed her. I watched as she was wheeled into the private ward, despite all attempts by Damien to make me go back home I refused to leave Cassandra's presence as I wanted it to stay with her, I wanted to watch her heal from the wound, I’ve inflicted on her, it wasn't a proud site to behold, however, the thought of the incident that happened, kept playing in my mind. What if something bad had happened? What if Cassandra was pronounced dead on arrival? What would have been my fate? Sighing in frustration, I leaned back on the couch, watching Cassandra's sleeping figure on the bed. As the monitor continued to beep. Slowly, I drifted into a deep sleep; unfurling my eyes, I found myself in an empty room bounded by chains. “ How does it feel to be held against your will Marcus?” I heard Cassandra's voice echoing from behind, as I struggled to free myself from the chains that held me bo
Marcus POV. I couldn't control myself from attacking her; murderous instinct kicked in as she fought to save herself from my claws. “ Please, Marcus, Please.” Her tears dropped for a second; it was magical. My wolf quickly retracted backward as I gazed at Cassandra lying on the floor. In her own pool of blood. Suddenly, I began to groan in pain; it seemed, for some reason, her tears had healed me. The cracking and reshaping of bones resounded throughout the place as hairs retrieved back at a visible speed on my body.The pain of the transformation was so great that I screamed out loudly, and my knees gave in as I fell to the ground. Slowly fading into unconsciousness. It seems everything around me stopped for a second; as I gently unfurled my eyes, I was back to my human form. However, something wasn't right. As I could see a trail of blood, flowing towards my direction. Swerving toward the direction where it came from, I froze instantly when I saw Cassandra almost lifeless on