Mag-log inCASSANDRAI woke up to the sharp light flickering from the curtains. And on opening my eyes, the first thing that hit me was pain.My body felt heavy, in between my thighs sore…and I was naked. Had I slept without wearing a nightgown? No, something felt wrong.The room was still dark, perhaps there was a power outage.A groan escaped from my lips as I sat up, and that was when it hit me. The feeling of the mattress, the scent of the room.His room. I was in Marco’s room. Fuck… How did I get here? I checked my body again, panic setting in. Did that psycho actually…?No, no, this didn’t happen, and worse, I couldn’t recall anything. I remember taking the wine to my room to give to Nathan, or did I perhaps end up here and he… “Bastard!” I cursed, trying to find my piece of clothing. “What the hell did he do to me?”My fingers reached out for the bed lamp, but before I touched it, the flick of the switch came on, the room brightening.My breath hitched… There he was…sitting on a chair,
MARCOI stormed out of my bedroom, raw lust and anger surging inside me. My cock was still rock-hard and aching despite helping myself earlier. Cassandra was still upstairs, passed out after that fiasco, yet I couldn’t get her out of my head. Remembering her naked and begging had my blood burning. I needed relief, fast, or I’d lose my damn mind.Mariam was the only solution I could think of. With a snarl, I jabbed the intercom on the wall as I marched down the hall. “Mariam, Red Room now!” I barked. My voice came out harsh, but I didn’t care. She knew better than to keep me waiting.I headed straight for the Red Room, the private dungeon hidden in my mansion. The familiar scent of leather hit me as I switched on the dim red lights. Usually this place steadies me, but not tonight. My mind kept flashing back to Cassandra’s pleading eyes. Scowling, I shoved her image aside and snatched a set of leather cuffs off the wall, ignoring the other tools.The door creaked open behind me moment
MARCOI stepped out of the bathroom, my towel wrapped around my waist, my hair dripping water.Today…was draining…from my indecisive thoughts to that frustrating meeting with Enzo and his allies on how to tackle Sergio and then, Cassandra—my daily headache. And yet, I couldn’t sleep. My mind kept drifting towards her. Had she been able to lure him? Would she enjoy sex with him? Fuck... I had taken this shower to stop thinking about it…stop thinking about her, but it felt impossible.My head was already creating scenarios of her and Nathan in bed, and for a second, I regretted making that decision.Perhaps I should check on them? Maybe I would be able to…bang! Bang!The loud knock on my door broke me away from my thoughts. Who the fuck was that? I glanced at the time: 12am.My instinct screamed at me to ignore it, but the sound increased, and the only person who had such guts to bang on my door was—I reached the door, opening it quickly, and I froze.Just like I guessed. Cassandra.My
CASSANDRA The room was dim when I entered, the stench of the cigarette lingering in the air. Nathan wasn’t in the room, but the veranda door was open. I took slow steps towards it, and that was when I saw him: seated on the floor, looking haggard and drained.“Can I join you?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. He didn’t respond or even acknowledge my presence, and so I joined him on the ground. “I brought wine, in case you care for some.” My heart was racing so badly, but I had to remain composed as I poured the wine into the glass cups, taking mine and gulping it at once. “Life is tough.” I had to be careful with my words so as not to agitate him. “Sometimes you feel like ending it—”“Can you please not talk?” Nathan interrupted, his voice rough. “I know how you feel. I just want to let you know I’m here if you need someone to talk to,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “You have to take it easy on yourself and remember, this is your first time living—”“Shut the fuck up!” He
CASSANDRA “I need to use the restroom,” I said, my voice firm, and without waiting for any response, I walked out. The restroom was to the right, I knew that, but instead I moved left, my steps hurried as ever as I approached the stairs. I just couldn’t let Nathan be. He deserves to know someone cares about his feelings. This is the least I could do before I betrayed him. I had barely made it to the hallways when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my back, shit! Two guards were behind me, and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me what this meant. I increased my pace trying to run on heels, and they did the same. Fuck!I could see my room from where I was, I just needed to— "Fuck! Fuck you, Marco!" I yelled as I sighted two other guards coming from the front. I stood still, now in the middle of four men. “Don’t you dare touch me.” I said, my voice firm. They didn’t listen; they kept coming closer like controlled robots. “I need to pee! Why did he send you to me?!”They didn’t r
CASSANDRA I haven’t been able to calm my nerves since I woke up this morning. I just couldn’t stop thinking.The guilt was killing me even when I hadn’t done anything. How could I drug him? We had just started our friendship again, and this…this would break Nathan. If it eventually worked, he wouldn’t forgive me. But what could I do? My freedom dwelt on this.All day I moved around the mansion like a ghost, pondering over my thoughts, and now it was almost evening. Marco will call me any moment from now to give me the drug. I had to do something; I had to try to make him change his mind. A little time is all I needed to convince Nathan. I forced myself out of my room and headed towards Marco’s office. I knocked gently, my heart racing. The door opened, Marco was seated on his chair, his legs crossed on his table, and he didn’t look up like he already knew it was me.“Marco,” I called out, my voice barely a whisper. “Can we talk?”His eyes met mine quickly before returning to the f







