"There, papa. Are you sure you don't want us to tag along with you? She can be violent at times." They say to Johnson Sr about their own adopted little sister. The man breaks into a smile and pats Alex on his shoulder."If she isn't violent, then I shall be worried. She's my lovely daughter. If I cannot see her go through such battles, then I shall help my best on her terms. You should learn that too." The old man says and adjusts the coat around his slumped old shoulders.Walking inside the ice cream parlor that seemed so simplistic but elegant in its way, he finds his daughter sobbing silently and wiping her tears with a tissue. He sees a waiter come from that direction as he catches ahold of them, "Did she eat anything?" He asks the waiter who looks in the direction he chinned at."Not yet, sir. She hasn't taken anything for that matter.""Well then, give us two scoops of mango ice cream and white chocolate on top. Thank you very much." The waiter nods and takes the order as Johns
Walking back home but with their father having decided to stay for a week or so with them, they agreed immediately if it wasn't for Louis who saved the day from Alex who almost vomited their deal out to their adoptive father.Days later on a Tuesday, because Monday is the same boring day for everyone, Cassandra adjusted her glasses and wore the same outfit she wears almost every day, but with different clothes and colors. A plain tee and a really good model of Levi's jeans that fits her curves right. Of course, the length of the tee comes to her mid-thigh and it almost seems like she stole some of the properties of her step-brothers.Her taboo days were marked done by today as she was looking forward to where Dan would like to finish up with her. Dan is the cheekiest of all, as said. He might as well reveal the entire thing to the world without a second thought and that is what keeps all the step-siblings cautious of him.For example; on a rainy day he was out with his friends. He bl
Cassandra's POV Positioning his length aligning my hole, I sink into his girth and wait for a few seconds, accepting his kisses across my exposed shoulders, the tender kisses of acceptance and confirmation as he also lifts my body and drops it just right to meet his hips again."God..." I whimper, falling onto his shoulder since it's been a while since I got his dick. "Good girl. I'm so lucky you're the only one I fuck with." He says, capturing my lips into a passionate kiss as he helps me bounce on his pelvis the best I can.I felt weak very soon, I did not know if it was the pleasure after my Satan's days or if it was his dick making me sleepy. Bouncing on top, he announces shortly that he is close."Pull out, I haven't taken my pills," I say to him, inside the little cubicle of the bathroom, yet again.He nods and pulls out as he drizzles his load onto my stomach which glistens with the dense white liquid.Catching my breath, I keep my eyes closed. "You okay?" He asks concern la
When I realize, I gulp down my throat, my eyes twitching and all. Licking my lips, I take note of how he looks at me while smoothly gliding through the door and disappearing out of my sight. Papa was happily enjoying his toast dipped in coffee and I was happily running towards my room.Quickly shoving every article and clothing off my stupid bed, I grab my phone from the bag and as expected, there was a text from Zayn.[Hey sweetheart][I'll be back home by 1:30][Expecting you to receive me...]And a few emojisTaking down the information, I begin to giggle while sending him a series of messages.[Of course darling~][I'll be in my bed][Waiting for you with lubes][Drugged for ya~]Oh boy, I could already hear him chuckling so hard from the distance that I bite down on my lip. I hope he's impressed with me and does me the way I want today.Of course, we have to hide from our father or go somewhere out.I see him reacting to the message and assume that he reached school and should gi
Alex was freaking out.Dad was as calm as possible for an old man with wisdom. I on the other hand was stuck with Nick who couldn't stop teasing me every living second of my day today. Sunday was supposed to be mine, but Nick manages to ruin everything for me. Swiftly turning around my heel— leaving the pot to handle itself with its ingredients— I stomp on his very foot. He cries in pain, and Dad thinks it was just a silly fight between siblings."Stop touching my butt!" The seethe comes in a whisper-shout technique, too low for our dad to hear us while Louis throws a look at us. He was the main chef preparing the dinner anyway. It was seven in the evening."I have been deprived. You were away and it's not either our fault." I squint my eyes and gather more anger into my eyes, hoping it'll blast him to pieces right away. "Stay away from me if you want your head intact, Nick." I show the knife to him, but the nerdy psycho just giggles while his brother tackles him in a bro hug from b
[A/n: Brace yourselves from here, for you are about to enter my cinematic masterpiece~ (I'm not boasting anything TT please continue reading)]Author's POV Zayn watches as his efforts have been diminished under her determination. He could beg her to stay, but he knew he'd only force her to exist amongst an unforgivable group of men. What they've done... it was their choice. A mutual choice. When something precious walks out of your life, you seem to nullify all reasoning and try to get them back. Zayn was going to do that."I can't become the good guy either, Cassie. I'll accept your bad guy and drag you back to us. All by myself." That was his resolve.Several days pass by. Zayn has admittedly taken the accusations from his stepbrothers. He couldn't convince her. And that was why, they were forced to see a whole new side of Cassandra Johnson."Violet?" Darla twists her neck to the side and inspects Cassie, head to toe. Cassandra walks through the corridors with the most emo and su
Cassandra's POV Hasn't Darla got any sense of time?My tapping foot on the floor asks me. She's awful with people, but that also means she is not in the position to face me as of now. As I was just about to leave, three shadows of heads with styled hair and one walking in the front is caught in front of me. Rolling my eyes, I lean against the wall— one foot flat against it and folded."You're awful with time." I look at my watch and say. "And you're awful with your personality change. Is it true that—" Her words take a pause. My squinting eyes make her shake her head off the topic. I was yet, still curious."Would you like to have a punch of my fist before your start speaking?" Unprovoked, Darla and her minions enter rage mode while I scoff."Careful, Darla. Your insecurities are showing." It was merely useful to rile her up in this situation. She and her minion would beat me up and in the worst-case scenario— throw me out of the building. I wouldn't risk my life, so I sigh and say.
[A/n: Please use free coins, and PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THE CHAPTER TITLES FROM HERE!]For our sake...Louis practically jumps out of the car whilst Sharon was scanning the woman half-drenched."You'll catch a cold!""I'm leaving..." two different speeches clash. "What?" Louis questions the young woman. Cassandra has been acting weird and that was seen by everyone around her. She was doing a great job making everyone worry.The only person who isn't worrying about Cassandra was Sr Johnson. Their father wasn't even bothered by the cruel way she dresses up or how she wanted to cut relationships. No one knew why Sr Johnson wasn't worrying about Cassie. Is there something that lies as a secret between them?"Leave me alone, Louis..." Cassandra had perceived Sharon was inside the car."Hell to the no. You're coming with me—" Louis says. His warm hand encroached on her slender wrist as he pulls her towards himself. Cassandra however offers violent resistance. She begins clawing at his han
I could see a person jogging towards us from the corner of my eye. Of course, I didn't pay any heed to the person because it was immaterial. But as the person's panting was much clearer as he was getting closer, I widened my eyes. No...this is the worst possible scenario I could have been caught up into! "Cassandra..?" I stand up at once, looking at Zayn. He is panting, and he adjusts his spectacles before sighing. "Hey, Klarksman. What are you doing here?" Composing himself almost immediately, Zayn asks Mark who stands up as well."Just having a jog before going back to town, professor. What about you? This is such a small world, isn't it? I just bumped into her before you got to us." Mark says the truth. Zayn turns to look at me, and I nod...forcing a smile. It takes a few seconds for Zayn to respond as he says,"I agree with that. I was walking to my house and happened to see you both. Wanted to show up and say hello, but it seems like you're busy by yourselves." Zayn makes a sna
"What are you doing here, Mark?" I ask the man who tilts his head to the side. He looks around us as if trying to come up with an answer. "I hope this is a public space, haha. It's a park, if you didn't know that." He responds quirkily. I shake my head vigorously and repeat myself once again. "That's not what I mean— Leave it. It's ruined anyway." Defeated, I sit back down on the metal bench. "Oh...I sense trouble. If you want to tell me about something, I'm right here." Walking around me, Mark takes the space on the bench beside me. I keep staring at him. He takes his earphones out, stuffing them in his pockets. This young man has more patience than I could ever have. He waits for a whole few minutes before I speak. I explain the situation I am in. Of course, I didn't dare reveal his name. But Mark is now aware that I'm dating a corporate middle-aged man as soon as I turn 18. He nods his head, understanding my situation. "Have you...ever been in a relationship?" I ask Mark. Some
His eyes widen. I was right all along. He was feeling indifferent towards Mark since the day he met him but I never knew it for sure...until now. I cross my arms on my chest and glare at him. "Don't look at me like that. That is completely natural for me to feel as if you have clicked with Mark. He seemed to pique your interest. And honestly, you're not the only one, sweetheart. I mean, other girls look at him too—" I cut him off quickly. How dare he!? He realizes way too quickly and tries to control the damage he's done. But I was already scoffing at him, trying not to raise my voice. "Zayn. What do you even mean by that? Do you realize how that reflects on ME!?" He stands up at my words at once! He tries to approach me, but I swerve from his touch swiftly,"Don't touch me, Zayn. Do you think I would be attracted to Mark just like all the other girls? How could you even think I would have eyes for another man while I've been waiting for you for two fucking lives!?" I scream at him
"Who was that, darling?" A gasp escapes my lips as I turn around to see Zayn entering the room. His eyebrows knot together, he closes the door behind himself. "Did I scare you?" He asks, chuckling...uncomfortably. "No, not at all! I was on a call with my um...friend. The new guy from England in our class?" I ask, feeling the tightness in my chest as I do so. What is wrong with me?"Uh-huh. Mark Klarksman. He had a splendid academic record on his mark sheet. What about him?" I hear him say and watch him approach me as he speaks. He now stands in front of me, arms folded against his chest. "About him...nothing special. He wanted to surprise me for my birthday yesterday, but since I haven't gone to school..." My words started fading as I couldn't express myself well. I hear Zayn sighing. It makes me lift my head to meet his gaze. "Please tell me what he's told you on the call." Sounding annoyed, Zayn asks me."He...wanted to hang out with me today since he would be leaving briefly to
Cassandra's POV The atmosphere around the room wasn't as awkward as I had expected. That made me chuckle and lighten the mood all the more. I'm pretty confident that Zayn would be able to handle his cousin for having a loud mouth!"He's the troublesome cousin you were talking about, right?" I lean towards Zayn, who had just sat down and asked. He adjusts on his seat, sighing his heart away. That gives me my answer. "Oh, the bread is really good." I felt the bread melt in my mouth before I commented. "That is our chef's favourite sourdough bread. He's become an expert at that!" Zayn responds to me. "It's so soft and warm and moist. Oh lord, I've never eaten a more delicious bread than this!" I exclaim, but looking at Zayn's pervy face, I roll my eyes. "I know what else is soft and warm and moist, baby girl." I knew that was coming from his mouth. The breakfast concludes quickly yet I'm full to my chest! It was so fresh, scrumptious and nothing but perfection. Although, I leave Zay
Curse my blindness. Cassandra and I look at each other and back at the door. The man who just entered has seen my junk and everything! It was such an awkward position as well! "I think he's seen all of it," Cassandra says, dangling my spectacles in front of me. I wear it, bringing myself back to earth. Was it Ronan, perhaps? He's probably the only one who hasn't met Cassandra yet. And they're almost the same age as well. He's just one year older, or I suppose. "Don't bother. He's just your cousin!" Chuckling as she wakes up, Cassandra assures me. Suddenly, her body intertwined with mine as she got on top of me, naked. "The door is still open, might as well remind you," I say, watching her adjust as I hold her waist. "And I don't care, might as well remind you." Cassandra sassily repeated my words as a smile just couldn't help but burst into a smirk on my lips. I cover her back with the sheets, covering myself as well."I like this confidence in you," I say, letting her take my spe
Cuddled up in our bed, I see the woman snoring softly under my arm. Her head rests on my chest. She looks so peaceful...We haven't done anything that she didn't want to do. Poor Cassie. She fell asleep right after we made out. She didn't even wait until I came back from the bathroom with a wet towel in my hand. I will remember this night forever.Well, we are still virgins even after what we did. I'm nowhere close to disappointment, although I can figure out that Cassie would wake up feeling upset. I will reassure her with all I've got. Thinking about assuring her while still smiling from within is going to be tough tomorrow. There is one thought that is keeping me up right now. No, it isn't directly about Cassandra or anyone I am familiar with. It's the new kid. He has been in my head since forever. It has been just one day, admittedly, but the way Cassandra interacted with him had thrown me under the bus. It made me realize.. that fate played a mysterious game once again and is
Zayn's POV "Come," one hand under her head as the other extends out to call for me. I gulp, excitement rushing through my body and quite literally where it is exactly supposed to go. I catch her gazing down at my manhood, her smile falls quickly. "Don't worry," I chuckle and say, "Its not going to hurt." "It won't fit for sure..." She says, her expression being surprised,"I will make it fit." That's it. I sound confident and it assures her the way it would. My bed is considerably huge. As a tall man myself, I needed something which coukd accommodate all of me. Tonight is the night I've dreamed of quite literally every time my head hit the pillow. Im ashamed to share it as it is, but as a teenager, I touched myself violently every night, right here on this bed, thinking of what I'd do to HER. The love of my lives, with Cassandra. I lay stomach down on my bed, the scent of her body engulfing me from all sides. I take a shamelessly deep sniff, making her chuckle. "You smell heavenl
Cassandra's POV I gulp heavily. Tonight...I had finally turned 18. I am a legal adult! The night of our union is close as I could feel the tension between us. Zayn and I couldn't stop touching each other for the entire party. Of course, no one could have known about it since it was just us, in our little sphere. I lick my lips, staring straight ahead at Zayn. It is dusk for the party, the vibe is fading around the backyard of the prestigious Johnson estate. "Mom, have a stay here. We can go back to our house tomorrow morning!" I insist mom as she looks at uncle Alex. I know their love story. I was Cassandra Johnson in their timeline. Zayn comes up behind me and steals me away from my mother and potentially my stepdad! "Whoa! What was that!?" I ask, trying to catch my breathe. We ran thriugh the corridors of his mansion, the Johnson Estate suddenly seems bigger than I remember it to be. "Don't tell me anything right now, Cassandra. You're finally mine. I can call you mine now..."