Cassandra wakes up cold and alone, she looks at the clock and it reads midnight. Cassandra was hoping Michael would stay the night with her. She remembers how Michael made her feel, how amazing she felt in Michael’s arms, his touch like fire. Cassandra doesn't think before she’s pulling up Michael’s contact in her phone and pressing the call button.
“Cassandra?” Michael answers on the first ring, Wherever Michael is it's loud and she can hear music and voices in the background.
“Hi,” Cassandra says sheepishly, feeling silly for calling Michael.
“What's wrong Angel,” Michael asks as he moves somewhere quieter to talk.
“Nothing, Sorry, I just woke up and you were gone,” Michael says.
“Darling?” Michael answers the phone, he sounds puffed. “Michael, um, you busy?” Cassandra asks nervously, biting her lip. “Never busy for you little one, What's up,” Michael says. “Well, I kind of can’t leave my apartment,” Cassandra says as she looks out the front doors of reception. “What do you mean?” Michael asks, confused. “Well there is a mob of photographers outside and I can't get through,” Cassandra says. “Shit, are you inside? are you safe?” Michael asks, panicked. “Yeah but, I'm late for work and I need to leave,” Cassandra says. “I'm coming, sit tight,” Michael says.
Cassandra wakes a few times during the night, she can’t sleep, even though her body is completely exhausted, she just can’t sleep. She knows she’s coming down with something, she’s worried about work and Michael being so cold towards her and not telling her more about this guy at the door tonight.Cassandra rolls over and faces Michael, she watches him sleep, Michael is simply stunning. He’s fit, handsome, and extremely intimidating, his long lean strong body makes her feel things she’s never felt before, fire in her belly, and attraction like nothing else. She’s falling so hard for Michael. She sighs and watches Michael breathing, it’s the most vulnerable she’s ever seen Michael and she takes her time to really take in Michael’s features.At 5 am Cassandra
The next morning, Cassandra sleeps well past her alarm, her shoulder kept her awake most of the night and she only settled about 5 am. Michaell made sure to call Cassandra’s office and let them know she wouldn’t be in. Cody was fine and hoped Cassandra felt better. Michael likes Cody and thinks he’s a great designer, he sees promising things and the company has been an interest to Michael for a while. Mac though is someone Michael doesn’t like, he’s shady and doesn’t want Cassandra working with him, he’s heard nothing but bad business rumors about the guy, he can’t be trusted.When Cassandra wakes she panics when she sees the time, 10 am. She rushes out of bed, stumbling from exhaustion and pain. She races to the kitchen still in Michael’s University Tee that reaches mid-thigh and his boxers. She sees Michael sitting at the breakfast bar, his laptop and
"You’re supposed to be asleep, angel,” Michael says from his desk, he senses Cassandra in the doorway as he looks over his paperwork.“Missed you,” Cassandra says shyly.Michael smirks and opens his arms. Cassandra walks over and curls herself on Michael’s lap snuggling close, her shoulder is still sore but feels so much better and Cassandra is relieved.“How are you feeling?” Michael asks, kissing her softly. Cassandra leans in his kiss and she sighs.“Fine” Cassandra says and Michael can’t help the fond, that’s always Cassandra's response no matter what. Michael is pretty certain if Cassandra fell down a cliff she’d still say she was fine.“Are yo
Aiden ends up carrying Cassandra into Michael’s bed and she only stirs when she’s placed down onto the sheets.Aiden sits on the bed next to her and swipes her fringe off her forehead.“It’s okay, Cass, just gets you comfortable,” Aiden reassures an exhausted Cassandra.“Sorry I fell asleep,” Cassandra says tiredly as she looks at her brother.“Don’t apologize kiddo, you need your rest” Aiden smiles. Cassandra sighs.“Do you, do you think I should move in with Michael?” Cassandra asks innocently.She wants to say yes to Michael but she wants her brothers' approval too.
“What the hell do you mean Ali?” Michael booms into the phone the next morning.Cassandra hears him yelling as she enters the doorway to his office, Cassandra is dressed in black skinny jeans and a baseball tee, her black and white check vans on her feet. She was hoping to ask Michael a favour but she doesn’t know if she should even go near Michael right now.“I want him found” Michael seethes.Cassandra decides it’s probably best not to ask Michael her question now and goes to leave Michael’s doorway but Michael sees her, they lock eyes.“I don’t care, call me when you’ve got him,” Michael says angrily, eyes never leaving Cassandra.He hangs up and they stare
‘Two teenagers were giggling, holding their hands so tight that they were touching their soul only by holding each other, or as if they were trying to stay close and remember this moment for eternity as they were making their way to the fairy wheel.The girl was a little bit chubby with a curvy body that was mesmerizing every passerby, her skin was blushing hard that it was contrasting the floral yellow dress she was wearing. Her long peachy-y Blonde hair cascading on her back, the wind was also playing its part to making her more stunning than ever, as her pale- blonde hue that’s ever so slightly peach-tinged dances around her body. As the boy chuckled when he noticed she was getting annoyed by this, he tied her hair with a red-colored bow, which he brought specially for her on the way here. The girl blushed so hard that she bit on her lips, unknowingly making the boy’
~ Cassandra~I hop off the stool abandoning my bowl of half-eaten soup and goes get dressed, Michael heading for the shower. It’s cold out and I dress in black skinny jeans, a white sweater and a beanie, Michael donning his crisp grey suit. He looks so sexy and intimidating that I have to suppress a shiver every time I look at him.We reach the office with no hassle, having Michael's extended security team helps but it also draws more attention than I’m used to.Once safely inside the building, I sense Michael turning his cold, intimidating exterior on, the one that I am not used to seeing anymore. Michael’s hand goes straight to my back, leading me inside and towards the lift. Ali follows along with Louis and two other guards. People are staring and Michael isn’t fazed one single bit.