All Chapters of My Niece's Wild Desire: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

That man was incredibly strong. His strength was nowhere near Cassandra’s. She was completely powerless in his grip.From a distance, she could faintly hear Fritz calling her name. The sound reignited her hope, and she was about to scream for help, but before she could, the man swiftly covered her mouth.With his overwhelming strength, he dragged Cassandra—who was struggling—to the thick bushes by the deserted roadside.The crunching of gravel echoed as Fritz stepped closer. But Cassandra’s mouth was still covered by the man’s large hand. She tried kicking at anything nearby to make a noise and alert Fritz to her presence. But it was all in vain.Fritz did notice the bushes rustling, but that only made him run the other way. The darkness was too terrifying for him. Anything could be lurking in there, and he wasn’t about to take any chances.Now, all hope was gone for Cassandra. Regret was useless at this point. If only she had stayed home, if only she hadn’t been so stubborn about unc

Marc hugged her tightly, pressing his lips against hers with deep longing. He poured out all the emotions that had been bottled up inside him. Holding back his feelings for her had become unbearable. For a moment, Cassandra was lost in the sensation. A different kind of thrill surged through her, something she wanted to indulge in for just a little longer. She kissed him back, her arms wrapping around his neck as she felt his large hands roaming over her body. “Miss Sandra!” Suddenly, Karra’s voice echoed from inside the house. “where are you?” Marc quickly pulled Cassandra underwater, trying to hide from Karra’s sight. What would happen if she found out about their forbidden relationship? “Where is she?” Karrq glanced around the side yard, looking puzzled when she didn’t see any sign of her young mistress. She scratched her head before turning back into the house. “Maybe she’s still in her room…” Once the coast was clear, Marc surfaced again, looking at Cassandra with

"Marriage?" Irfan's eyes widened in shock. The news from his younger brother completely caught him off guard. "So you’re planning to get married while Cassandra is missing? You want to celebrate while our family is going through a disaster?" Marc clenched his jaw. He knew full well this was all his fault. No matter what, Cassandra disappeared when she was with him, and it was his responsibility to bring her back home. "Have you lost your mind? Where’s your brain? Has that woman messed with your head so much that you're willing to marry her in the middle of all this chaos?" Irfan snapped. "I want to know, will you still be able to laugh at your wedding if my daughter is found dead?" His face turned red with rage. "This is insane! There will be no wedding until my daughter is found!" Karra’s face turned pale, especially when Irfan threw his napkin onto the chair and stormed out, leaving the two of them behind. The family dining room was tense. Gone was the usual warmth, the smiles,

“I have no authority to interfere in this matter,” the old man said. “Maybe their friends actually understand their relationship better.”Once again, Marc just nodded. He had no idea how else to uncover the truth from twenty years ago.Everything was completely sealed shut. Even his memories of anything related to Irfan were useless. He had been too indifferent toward his older brother back then. Too caught up in his own affairs, ignoring all the adult matters he couldn’t understand at the time.“Maybe you can give me some addresses of their classmates? There are a few things I’d like to ask them,” Marc still held onto hope that the school’s old records were intact and well-organized.“There are… there are! Hold on, I’ll get them,” the old man replied as he stood up from his chair.But that hope quickly faded when Mr. Moon brought out a thick, folio-sized notebook. He handed it over to his former student.Marc took the book and flipped through it. Every name and address was neatly wri

Viona stared at the girl in front of her, not blinking. She never expected to see one of her students in her fiancé's apartment.She was completely shocked, especially when she saw the girl wearing a men's shirt—it was obvious who it belonged to. A sharp pain hit her chest. She felt betrayed. Marc had played with her feelings. Hadn’t he promised to marry her?Cassandra was just as surprised. She never thought her professor would show up at her uncle's apartment. Even though she knew it wasn’t the first time, she hadn’t expected her to come at this moment.“Why are you here? And… that shirt, why are you wearing his shirt?” Viona shouted angrily. “What have you two done?”Hearing the commotion, Marc stepped out of his bedroom. He was still in his kimono, one hand holding a towel as he dried his hair.“Viona? What are you doing here?” Marc asked, equally surprised. He stopped in his tracks, staring at the two women face to face.Viona swallowed back her overwhelming disappointment. She w