Cassandra Salvatore~•~I'd never been in a sophisticated place like this in my life. I didn't know how the decorators managed to make it sophisticated yet casual.Apart from the times they bought me expensive gifts, I often forgot how rich these men were. This party was a huge wake-up reminder. It was crazy how much money they had.What was crazier was the fact that funding this party wouldn't dent anyone's pocket.Rowan had revealed to me that Tasha had made everyone pitch in to celebrate her party.Since she was the youngest and the baby of the family, she received a monthly stipend from all three of her brothers, as well as her parents. She hadn't started working yet but she was a millionaire already!However, she didn't spend a dime of her money on this party. She knew how to bend her brothers to her will.There were a lot of high-class people at the party, even some celebrity singers. Matteo and Rowan were used to this kind of environment but I was like a wide-eyed novice.I had
Cassandra Salvatore~•~My eyes went wide as the older couple fixed their gaze on me.However, I was relieved when Rowan concurred. "They've always been like that. You'd like her university friends more." I didn't know what to say so I just kept mute as Matteo dragged me to his side, putting his arm around my shoulder. "Mom, Dad, this is Cassandra. Cassie, these are our parents."The woman had bright blonde hair which none of them seemed to inherit. They only took her blue eyes. The man's eyes were as dark as his hair. Both pairs of eyes were settled on me. I plastered a smile on my face. "It's nice to meet you both. Your son has talked a lot about you." I was lying. Matteo and Rowan barely mentioned their parents. They avoided it for as long as possible.They weren't looking forward to introducing me to their parents because of how intense they could be but we couldn't escape it forever, especially as their mom kept demanding to see me."Cassandra Salvatore?" She asked and I nodded
Cassandra Salvatore~•~The party was a blast. It wasn't the usual style of throwing parties but I was certain Jules would have loved it here. I made a mental note to introduce the birthday girl to her soon.Tash had been ecstatic that she could finally consume alcohol without faking her age.Well, she did not tell her parents that. They thought she was just happy to be able to consume alcohol.Her mother still appraised me with watchful eyes, but I tried not to let it get to me. I'd just have to convince her I'm not the gold digger she thought I was.I was interested in one of her sons before I found out they were filthy rich.Under the constant glare of their mother, I could not go through the party sober.I was drunk and horny and it amused Rowan.Matteo was off somewhere doing God knows what while I sat down on a couch with the older twin — I didn't even know where we were.For the umpteenth time, my hand tried to sneak down his boxers, but he caught it before I could go further.
Cassandra Salvatore~•~Matteo gave us an unimpressed look. "Really guys? You're fucking in a fucking storage closet?""We didn't fuck." Rowan spat at his brother, glaring at him. "Cassandra was horny and whiny and I did something about it.""Whatever the fuck you were doing, you didn't think to lock the door? What if Mom opened it instead?"I blushed in embarrassment, at the same time, grateful that it was Matteo that opened the door and not someone else. It would have been much more humiliating.Rowan rolled his eyes, not bothered. "We were on our way out anyway."He shouldered past his twin and as I was about to leave as well, Matteo held me back. "I know my brother thinks with his dick sometimes, but you ought to be responsible."I smiled sheepishly. "I was tipsy.""Course you were." He sighed, closed the door, and put his arm around my waist as he led me away from there. "We're back on the shore and I had to look for you guys everywhere."I said goodbye to Tash and her friends be
Cassandra Salvatore~•~I took a deep breath as I heard the announcer's voice, calling out for the models.I was nervous as fuck, but it had nothing to do with the fact that I was about to walk on the runway. It was not the first time I was doing it. However, it was the first time I was doing so in a foreign country with news only I knew about.I was in Rome and I'd only arrived here two nights ago which meant I hadn't gotten the time to tour the city. Besides, I was terrible at their local language and I could get lost easily.I stood in place as the models left one after the other.My hand was shaking but I willed myself to be strong. I saw the last girl leave and I walked closer to the curtains. As soon as she came back, I took one last deep breath and started my strut.The applause was instant and I was certain it came from my family who were seated in the front row.Keeping my poker face on and careful not to break into a smile, I walked down the aisle, stopping at the edge to st
Cassandra Salvatore~•~"Hurry the fuck up, Cassie, we'll be late." I rolled my eyes, not bothering to answer her as I continued applying my mascara. I wanted to look like a different person today because I didn't want to be recognized.People were nosy and if I managed to run into anyone I knew, they may report me to my father or my boyfriend."Cassie!" Juliet snapped, poking her head inside her room. I came to her place to get ready because I didn't want my father to get suspicious. It was crazy. I was an adult, but I still stayed at his place because someone needed to keep my siblings safe and I happened to be the oldest of us all."Chill, Jules." I rolled my eyes again. With how much I was rolling my eyes because of my best friend, I was certain I would be cross-eyed in a few years. "There's no time limit. You said it yourself, it goes on all night.""That doesn't mean we should go late and miss out on all the fun."I sighed subtly. I didn't know what interested her about it but sh
Cassandra Salvatore~•~Entering the club was the hard part. It seemed like Jules herself was suddenly nervous as well, and with both of us unsure, it took a while for us to say fuck it and just go in.When we went in, I was expecting to see naked people walking up and down, people getting tied up, spanked, and flogged, but the first image we met was a reception. The receptionist looked bored as hell and her face literally lit up as she noticed us walking toward her.She wasn't dressed in revealing clothes or lingerie. She was dressed in a black modest dress."Good evening. Welcome to Fantasia."I didn't know whether to reply so I kept shut and let my best friend do the talking, though the only word she said was, "Hi."The receptionist, whose name tag read Aya, stared at us for a couple of seconds and chuckled. "First time, am I right?"I smiled nervously. Were we that obvious? "How did you know?""I can always tell." Aya smiled warmly at us and I finally began to relax. "First timer o
Matteo Valentino~•~I was quite pissed at my brother. The dickhead was meant to be here since we had work to do, but he probably bailed to work for extra hours at our company. He was such a workaholic sometimes, but he cherry-picked his work.He didn't come to the club much recently because he didn't have a slave. Well, we didn't have a slave — we always shared — and hadn't had one for up to three months now.I sighed and left the office where I'd been waiting for him, intending to leave the club entirely. I didn't have much to do here as well if he wasn't here. I would find a woman in a pink bracelet, but I wasn't in the mood for anything sexual.Well, at least, I thought I wasn't. Not until I was about to descend the stairs and saw a petite woman walk in.I stopped in my tracks, hanging by the railing that overlooked the ground floor. She wasn't in the usual lingerie other women around here adorned, but she was clad in white… was it bralette they called it? It pushed up her small b