MasukHi, my lovelies. 🤍 I want to take a moment to truly appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you for your support, your patience during my shortcomings, and for loving Cassandra and Marco as deeply as I do. From the bottom of my heart, I am endlessly grateful. Writing this story has been a whirlwind of emotions, and your support, comments, and votes constant “when is the next update,” motivated me to the very end. P.S. (I'm eagerly awaiting your reviews and rating.💋) But although Cassandra and Marco’s story has reached its happy ending, another story is just beginning. NATHAN VALENTINO. You never really got to know him well, but now you will. And that's not all!! Guess who's back in Nathan's story??? A…l…e…s I think you already know. SYNOPSIS “I have been watching you,” she whispered, our lips inches apart. “I have what it takes to get you out of here.” I leaned closer, my eyes fixated on hers. “What do I give in return?” Silence. Her hands moved i
Cassandra Immediately, we walked into the room. Marco dragged me toward him, my face inches away from his. “What are you—” he didn’t let me finish when his lips crashed onto mine passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed. Today had been so long, and I thought he would just want to go to bed straight, but this… this was what I needed. He placed me gently on the bed and slowly began undressing me. In no time I was naked. He started slow, trailing wet kisses from my neck down to my breasts. A soft moan escaped my lips as he sucked hard, his hand toying with the other. My hands reached for his pants, about to slide in when he pulled back. “I want us to play a game.” “Huh?” I asked, confused. A small, mischievous smile appeared on his lips. “The rule of the game is simple. I’ll make love to you—don’t moan. There are kids in the house.” “This… this is a massive house. No one is going to hear us… but fine.
MARCO Cassandra was fast asleep, her head resting on me. She looked so peaceful, so perfect. I’d been telling her to make sure she gets enough rest, but every single time she wakes up from sleep, she still looks exhausted. Well, I guess that’s what pregnancy does. She mumbled something, her lashes fluttering just a little bit. God, how did I get so lucky? That was something I was never going to understand because Cassandra came into my life as a slave. I never thought we would get to this point. I never thought I would ever fall in love. And there was no right time I thought I would see Cassandra like this—calm, peaceful, letting her guard down completely. There were nights where the quiet between us was louder than any conflict. Days where she expressed how much she hated me. And now, we were together. She taught me what love was. She taught me love wasn’t about being tough. Love was gentle, quiet, dangerous, but in a beautiful way. And I was beyond grateful, because in al
Cassandra A soft moan escaped from my lips as I opened my eyes… shutting them back due to the sunlight peeking from the windows. I turned to the other side of the bed, about to grab my phone, when I saw the time. Fuck. 1pm?! Why didn't he wake me up? I sat up quickly, every inch of my body sore from last night. “Marco,” I called out softly, but no response. I got out of bed, putting on a robe, before leaving the room. A smile formed on my face as I walked down the familiar stairs. I mean, I couldn't help but think of how many memories I had from this place. When Marco's guards had dragged me to the dungeon, down to when we fucked in this same corridor. Just at the foot of the stairs, I sniffed the aroma from the kitchen, but not just that, voices… familiar ones, and it grew louder with each step I took. Marco and Nathan were speaking for the first time since I came here, without yelling or cursing at each other. I didn't want to interrupt, and so I hid behind the wall
Cassandra It felt good being able to finally breathe again. I stood under the shower, cold water pouring from my head to all over my body. This felt like therapy. Days of having to pretend, strategizing on escape plans, and worrying about my mental health were finally over. I ran my hand over my wet hair, my eyes closed. Come to think of it, it's been months since I felt this type of peace. The door creaking open made me smile. I already knew who it was… His hand wrapped around my naked body. “Hey,” Marco whispered. I turned to him, smiling sheepishly. “Hi.” His hands trailed over my body, slowly, as if savoring each part. “I missed you,” he muttered. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to my chest, as he continued. “I felt empty without you; it scared me at some point, losing you… I tried imagining what he was doing to—” “Shhh,” I cut in, my fingers brushing his lips. “I'm safe now, in your arms, and rather than wallowing in sadness, why do
Marco We arrived at the house, my men and I, fully armed, but it was empty, like the last time. “We searched here before, Nathan. There is nobody here.” He turned to me. “You searched everywhere, but not the most obvious part.” He walked to the camera that I had seen the last time we were here, and the moment he turned it, a hidden door opened. My eyes widened in surprise. There was a complete hidden house under. And standing at the entrance was Alessandro. He held Cassandra with a knife at her neck. And a gun pointing at us. His men were fully armed and in position. “Looks like he was expecting us,” I said with a chuckle. “Valentino,” he drawled, pressing the knife even closer to Cassandra’s neck. I could see the fear in her eyes, and it made me even more afraid for her. God, I just wanted to snap his neck clean. “Step any closer, and the next thing you’ll be dragging her dead corpse out of here.” I saw it in Alessandro’s eyes. He wasn’t bluffing. “I am leaving here wit
MARCO The loud sound of music woke me up. Was there a party I wasn’t aware of? I jolted off the bed. “Who the fuck—” I trailed off as I saw him. Dante. Nodding his head and dancing around as the music played, the fuck is wrong with this idiot?With all the strength in me, I threw the pillow towa
CASSANDRA He ignored me. No words from his mouth, but his gaze was fixated on me with a look I couldn’t decipher. Anger? Authority? I refused to let him intimidate me, and so I kept my eyes on him, my lips curving into a sly smile. “You look tired, old, if I may say,” I added, my tone mocking.
MARCOI flung the file, sighing for the umpteenth time. I couldn’t concentrate. I had tried to deny that she wasn’t the reason for my mood swings, but what was the use of lying to myself?A week.It’s been one fucking hell of a week, and I haven’t caught a whiff of her scent, let alone seen her sha
CASSANDRA It’s been three days. Three long, quiet, and miserable days since I had seen Marco or Nathan. I didn’t know which of the two I was avoiding more. I wasn’t ready for Marco’s taunts and Nathan’s attitude, and so I have been stuck in this room, doing nothing!And as if fate looked at my si







