ログインMargaret’s POVI felt my world stop the moment I realised that I had just been caught by Dante, and there was no turning back now. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as panic clawed its way up my throat. Should I start crying and beg for forgiveness? I pondered frantically as I tried to push Julio off me, but his grip tightened, holding my head firmly in place.“He can’t see anything from that angle, so listen to me,” he whispered urgently, his breath hot against my ear, as he instructed me to quickly zip up his pants. My hands shook as I did as told, before he adjusted himself calmly and turned to face Dante, who was watching us with a scrutinising, unreadable gaze.That was when I realised he was right, Dante truly couldn’t see what we had been doing from that angle. But that didn’t mean we were safe. Not at all. I still had to explain why we were in such a compromising position, and my mind raced desperately.“Are you sure you’re comfortable, or do you need to lie back down
Margaret’s POV“Do I still have your heart, Dante?” I mumbled, watching Dante leave the hospital room, his retreating back burning into my vision.I couldn’t believe that a time would come when I would see Dante hesitate over any of my requests. Even though I had forced him to choose me with my little acts, I didn’t feel like I had won at all, not truly.What’s a win when it’s built on such tricks and desperation?“But I don’t care if I win with such tricks. What matters is that Dante is mine,” I whispered, ruffling my hair in frustration, but my hands trailed down to the bandaged wounds on my wrists, lingering there.My eyes darkened as I saw how far I could go just to reach Dante, and that realization dragged memories from the past to the surface. I could still remember the painful sound of the scalpel as it cut through my skin, and how I kept fainting again and again from the unbearable pain.“You’ve done worse, so this is nothing,” I muttered to myself, steadying my breathing as I
Dante's POV“Margaret!” I called softly as I tried to pry her hands wrapped around me, but she didn’t budge. She held onto me tightly, as if letting go meant I would run away from her forever.“No… I don’t want to. I want us to stay like this forever. Is that too much to ask?” she whispered, but I convinced her to let me go only after telling her there was an emergency at work I needed to handle.“Are you sure? Don't you dare lie to me, Dante, you know I will always find out if you do,” she said, and it sounded like a warning.Her words rubbed on me badly, but I brushed it off thinking she was just being paranoid after what happened this morning, she must think that I haven't broken it off with Cassandra. But even though Cassandra was out of the picture I didn't think I would stop lying to her, because my feelings had changed without me realising it. “Of course, I won't lie to you.”That was a lie, but it wasn’t like she would know. I knew I didn’t have to lie, yet I couldn’t curb t
Dante's POVMy steps halted after I noticed Cassandra had left the hallway, and I only turned around to look at her as I watched her walk away. I felt terrible watching her leave like that, and I also felt like a complete jerk for using such harsh words with her, but I couldn’t help it.That was the only way to protect her and not let her get harmed more. There was never a future for us, and I still owed Margaret my life, so being with her wasn’t even debatable.“I’m sorry, kitten, it’s just better this way,” I mumbled, turning around to leave, but I bumped into Mira, who was on a call.“Uncle Dante!” she rambled as she immediately cut the call. Panic flashed across her face, and I could already tell what she was afraid of.“I already saw her, and you both can leave without causing any trouble,” I breathed, and she gasped.“You saw her? What did you guys talk about?” she asked, suddenly eager, which made me wonder if she was still the same girl who cursed me out for making out with he
Cassandra's POVHe dragged me into the hospital hallway and ordered the guards stationed there to leave. I still hadn't gotten over the words he said earlier, so I just stared at him blankly.“What are you up to, Cassandra? Why are you here?” he asked, frustrated, running his hand through his hair, an action I found far too tempting, but I shook the thought out of my head.It wasn’t the time to ogle over such things.“What do you mean? Isn’t this a hospital? Why can’t I be here?” I retorted, and he groaned angrily at that.“Stop teasing me, Cassandra. You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he rambled, and I scoffed.He really had the nerve to get angry after what he did.“Don’t blame me. I couldn’t help but come see you after I got that disturbing text, but it seems you aren’t the one who sent it. So I’m going home, and you can come explain everything to me when you’re done,” I said, ready to leave because I didn’t want to push this man any further.“What part of the text do you no
Cassandra's POVI looked at Margaret, who had a cigarette stuck between her lips while a woman held a lighter for her. She looked shocked to see Mira and me, and she quickly tossed the cigarette away, but it was too late, we already saw her.A sick person smoking? Clearly, there was more going on. She straightened up, a smile curling on her sulky lips while she adjusted her hospital gown as if she wanted to look elegant.I glanced around the room but didn’t see a glimpse of Dante, and that made me relax. I didn’t want to think he was babysitting her all day. His absence also gave me time to say what I needed to say.“Look who we have here, Mira and her friend.” She beamed, motioning for the other lady to leave the room.“And it’s not nice to see you, Margaret,” Mira replied, her voice holding no warmth, no regard.“Still stuck up like before? You’re a big girl now. I think you should stop holding onto meaningless things, especially since I’m going to be your aunt,” she said, and my bl







