Riccardo POV:The time on my watch showed almost six. Cassandra had left like an hour ago. I guessed she probably had arrived home by now. I had no intention to stop working yet, probably going to stay in the office until midnight.My phone which was in silent mode kept vibrating since morning, receiving calls from Carina. I avoided answering any of those calls because I didn't have the mood to argue with Carina right now. Surely, all her calls must be because of Cassandra. Don Luigi had announced his birthday party, so Carina must have wanted to know who was my plus one for the party later. She probably wanted to persuade me to make her my partner. Hell, no. Sergio said I should bring Cassie to that party. So, Cassie it was.My eyes suddenly caught something unusual on my phone screen. There were just calls before. But now, I saw Carina sent me a message with some pictures attached. That was a bit uncanny. Did she try to blackmail me with some of our intimate photos now? So, I opened
Cassandra POV:Ricky gave no response to my question. He was just keeping his mouth shut and a moment later, he looked away from me. Slowly, I released his arm and pretended to run back to the apartment building."Wait! Where are you going?!" The man got annoyed. I expected him to chase after me, and he did.My steps were probably too tiny, it only took seconds for him to grab my body again. Without words, he just dragged me and shoved me into the black car that sent me home before. One of his men entered the driver's seat without being told and started the engine. Ricky told him to drive a bit far away from the scene, so the driver drove about two buildings away from Rosette Apartment. Initially, the car was parked right in front of the apartment building."Get out. I need some privacy," Ricky told the driver when the car halted by the roadside, leaving only me and him inside."Who's Carina? Why were your men all around the apartment? What's with the bomb? Was that meant for you? Is
Cassandra POV:Ricky didn't answer me. Instead, he gave me his cold look as if he dislike my question. I didn't have the mood to continue this argument. All I wanted was to go back into my apartment unit and continued watching television so my mind could forget what happened. I could sense that he was still following me. I tried to enter Rosette Apartment again but the two police officers that stood by the entrance stopped me, requiring me to give a few statements to them."Miss, I'm sorry to bother you but we need to ask you if you have any idea who might be the one behind this prank. If you know anything at all, please tell us," the first officer said."Do you know any of the former management employees of this apartment? I asked almost every tenant and they all noticed that the management had changed their entire employees this morning, including the janitor. Have you had any idea why this happen? This might help the case," the second officer added.No, it's not. That won't help th
Riccardo POV:We were now sitting in the backseat of a Maybach car, heading towards my mansion. I instructed Dome to be the driver. Cassie was sitting on my left pushing her body close to the car door, putting a clear distance between us. She didn't want to look at me.After the police officers took my side and advised her to follow me back home, she had no choice but to concur. So, here we were, having a silent argument inside this car.She was no longer covered with Dome's suit. It was silly but I felt jealous over the fact that Dome gave her his suit to cover her revealing clothes, a sleeping gown to be exact. So, I took off Dome's suit and gave it back to the bodyguard and now Cassie was wearing my suit instead. Trust me, I wished I was the suit.I tried to circle my arm around her shoulders. But she pushed me away hatefully as soon as my hand tried to reach her. Clearly, she was still pissed off over what happened tonight. Understandable, of course. She just found out that I had
Cassandra POV:Had you ever felt like you'd been kidnapped? Because that was how I felt right now. I was taken away from my home without my will and now I needed to survive this strange mansion that Ricky claimed was haunted.Okay, that was not even the worst part. Let just went back to the time after the bomb prank incident, right after the police officers took his side and advised me to just live in his house for the safety of the other tenants of Rosette Apartment.During the incident, I ran to safety with only a sleeping gown on my body and house slippers on my feet. Nothing was with me other than that. So, after the commotion subsided, I wanted to go up back to my apartment unit. But Ricky disallowed me, saying it was his house technically because he was the dominant owner according to the house ownership agreement I signed before. I told him I needed my stuff up there, at least my phone and my purse. So, he asked me where I put those. I said they were in my handbag. Then, he jus
Cassandra POV:Ricky left the bedroom. The lights were still on but I was too lazy to get up and turned them off. I closed my eyes trying to get some sleep. But my mind didn't want to shut up. There were these hundreds of questions hovering over my head and they were all about Ricky and that Carina woman."Aaissshh!!" I grumbled as I rose to a sitting position. There was an antic clock hanging on the wall and I checked the time. It was twenty minutes before eleven."Where the hell did he need to go this late?" I wondered. Did he meet Carina? No, I hated having this kind of thought. Did he though? Suddenly, I could feel some kind of jealousy surging over my entire soul. I didn't want Ricky to meet Carina. What if they met and then went intimate again?I took a pillow and threw it on the floor. I guessed that was the only way I could vent my frustration. Then I walked to the bedroom door and tried to come out. I only opened it for a tiny peek, but I noticed Ernesto and Verona gazed up a
Cassandra POV:"Ricky... no..."I think there was a problem with Ricky. He was obviously someone who couldn't accept rejection. I was quite sure that last night I said no to him. But here I was this morning, sitting in bed, totally naked and only covered with a comforter. Ricky was nowhere to be found. He probably had gone to the company.My sleeping gown was on the floor, torn into pieces. Clear proof of how rough and violent Ricky was last night. Maybe his soul was a beast. The part between my thighs was still throbbing. I didn't know what his problem was last night. The last two lovemaking we had before were not this painful. Did he try to pull some kind of revenge on me?I pondered alone without even bothering to check the time. I knew it was still early but I had no mood to leave bed. I didn't have any clothes to wear anyway. Ricky probably didn't even think about that. How inconsiderate.It was just seconds that I judged him but the man suddenly appeared and entered the bedroom
Cassandra POV: "Are you sure he won't make me pay for these later?" I asked Verona for confirmation. The maid seemed hesitant but she still nodded. Even Ernesto and all the boutique owners nodded along with her. "If he does, I'm going to snap his dick into two," I said unthinkingly. Those words came out of my mouth pretty naturally like when you cursed someone you resent. But the rest took it literally. Now everyone stared at me with their eyes widened in shock. "I'm just kidding," I tried to brush away their worries with a laugh. They really thought I would do something like that to Ricky? That was fairly impossible. Ricky was obviously stronger than me. It would be really easy for him to avoid any attack from me. At last, I ended up just choosing some clothes from the boutique owners' collections. Verona took all of them upstairs to be put inside the wardrobe. I meant to go out after and had a thought about changing my clothes to a new ones. But as I stared at my reflection thro