ログインCassandra’s POVMy face darkened when Margaret accused me of forgery, but I quickly regained my composure. Relief washed over me when I saw Mira walk into the hospital room. I had called her earlier, and seeing her now gave me a bit of courage to counter Margaret’s claims.“Have you lost your mind? Why would I forge a result? You know I’m not lying, and this is just your plot to get out of it,” I counterattacked sharply, but Dante placed a calming hand on my arm.“What’s going on?” he whispered, but I told him he would find out later.“Do you think I’m lying?” Margaret asked calmly, then ordered her assistant to play a video for us. It was a recording of a doctor claiming he was assaulted because he refused to forge a test result. As he described the man involved, fear crept into my chest..I feared he was describing Sergio.I didn’t want to believe it, but the evidence was glaring. Still, I swallowed my rising panic and focused on defending my honour.“This… I don’t know anything abou
Cassandra’s POV Two days had passed since the day I visited the motel with Sergio, and unlike how I had feared, nothing came up during those times. It had been rather quiet, almost eerily so. Sergio had also confirmed the legitimacy of the result that man gave us. Dante had been able to take care of his company’s crisis as well, and I knew it was time to stir up some trouble. I hadn’t told Dante what I found out about Margaret yet, but I knew it was time to tell him, before Margaret started telling him that he needed to marry her because she was carrying his child. “Daddy,” I called in a sultry voice as I got out of bed, seeing that Dante was getting ready for work. His eyes squinted with a question as he saw me rush over. “Is there something wrong?” he asked, wrapping his hands around my waist, and I shook my head. “Not at all. I just want to tell you something,” I breathed softly. “What’s that? Can it not wait?” he asked, his voice filled with urgency, and I knew he was rushi
Cassandra’s POVWe both walked into the motel, and we were directed to the room booked by the informant. As we walked down the quiet hallway, I felt creeped out, as if someone was watching me, and everything about the place felt eerie, but I managed to keep my cool and not show it on my face.“We are here, but I must warn you, don’t think of tearing anybody up,” Sergio warned, and I rolled my eyes in frustration.What exactly did he think of me?“I understand,” I replied calmly, and he escorted me inside. We both entered the empty, old room, but no one was inside yet.I looked around the cramped space. The walls were stained, the bedspread was stained, and there were remnants of release on it. Had they not changed the bedspread after customers checked out?“Looks like passionate people like you and your sugar daddy used this place,” he taunted, and I sneered at him in disgust.“Stop joking around. Where’s that man—” I was saying, but the door to the room crept open slowly, and a man w
Cassandra’s POVI got up out of the bed, but I almost lost my balance as the remnants of Dante’s release from earlier this morning slipped down my thighs, warm and unsettling.I blushed terribly as I remembered how hot last night had been. We even did it into the early morning, and yet again when Dante took me to wash up in the restroom. There was just no pleasing the man at all, but when I remembered why I had jumped on him last night in the first place, my smile faded slowly.I had thought long and hard about how I could keep Margaret off my back, but since I didn’t have a lead at the moment, I decided to hold tightly to Dante. Pathetic, right? Truly pathetic, if I was being honest with myself.But what else could I do anyway?“All this will pass,” I muttered to myself as I took a quick shower, then slipped into one of Dante’s shirts. I went downstairs to look for him because I knew he hadn’t left for work yet, and when I asked the maids, they told me he was in the kitchen. I walked
Dante's POV “Mhmm,” I panted heavily, as I broke the kiss, immediately we got to the room, the door closed behind us. I took her to the bed, ready to fuck her until she forgets any unpleasant memories, but I was shocked when she pushed me on the bed, and took off my pants. “Should I not say I will let you relax,” she said, as she pushed me to the bed, tugging my brief off, and my cock sprang loose, slapping her face. “Good boy,” she whispered. “I know, but… ahh!” I moaned, as Cassandra’s teeth grazed the tip of my cock, and I felt something buckle up in me. She pushed the whole size into her mouth, while winking at me, filling me with pride. Tears welled in her eyes as she struggled around it, yet she didn’t stop; she kept thrusting it in. Her lips clung tightly as she took it in and out of her mouth, moving with eager compliance, and the sight sent a surge of excitement through me. Her thrusts became consistent and powerful; not long after, I found myself reaching climax. “Ahhh
Dante’s POVI walked into my office, and just as Tyson had said, a visitor was waiting for me, and that visitor was my father. He sat on the couch, his arrogant, stern expression firmly plastered on his face, with no hint of warmth. But I was used to it.That was the man who raised me, and I respected him for that, until Margaret happened.“Don’t you think it’s late?” I muttered as I walked further into the room. “What are you doing here?” I asked, running my hands through my hair in frustration. I was already exhausted, and I didn’t want him nagging me.I just wanted to go home to Cassandra. Was that really too much to ask?“I heard what happened, that the board members are making trouble,” he said, and I sighed, knowing he had only come to do the same thing.To rub salt in my wounds.There was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to go home and explain myself to Cassandra.“If you get someone pregnant, the least you can do is take responsibility. That’s why I’m asking you to le







