LOGINHelloo 🧁 Is Mathias right? or He should have listened to her?
Cassie is angry at herself. Why did she have to remind him of Avra's situation?!Mathias was into her again but when Cassie questioned his previous decision, he retreated. It was clear the man felt guilty, she could see it in his eyes. Then he exited the kitchen and didn’t even hear her last words, leaving Cassie with her own stupidity. The moment Mathias disappears, Avra enters the kitchen from the other door. Cassie turns her back to her to hide the turmoil inside her and holds the whisk. “Is this enough vanilla sticks, Cass?” Avra asks, walking toward her with them. However, there is a problem. Cassie didn’t mix the filling while Mathias was holding her while they were kissing and the mixture is kind of… burnt. Avra comes near her. “What’s this smell?”“Umm…” How can she explain this failure? “Oh, no!” Avra whines. “Is it burnt?”What can Cassie say? She was standing right in front of the stove and the filling got ruined because of something magical? This is beyond suspicio
After the night they met, Emilia’s fierce memory lingered in Mathias's mind for a short while. But once school started, he met prettier girls around the campus. And by the end of the first week, Mathias had completely forgotten about that girl in Florida. Even her name had slipped from his memory.Yet, Emilia reminded him of herself in a way impossible to forget.When Mathias came back to New York to visit his father during the semester break, the Latina girl appeared at his door. Pregnant. With his baby. Emilia’s hand had rested on her swollen belly. A sneaky, knowing smile curling her lips, telling him without a word that it was too late to say goodbye to the baby. Mathias’s mind raced, flashing back to that night in Florida: the tequila game, the passion she ignited inside him, the girl’s mischievous eyes, her dance, the hotel room, the night of lust…It had all come back to slam into him like a wave of regret.His hands trembled at his sides, words failing him as the full weigh
Mathias knew better. He knew he shouldn’t steal a kiss from Cassie since he never managed to stop once things got out of his hands. However… Finding her in the middle of his kitchen all of a sudden clouded his good senses. As if her alluring look wasn’t enough, she polished it with that seductive attitude, those naughty glances and mischievous smiles. No need to mention her sassiness while putting those plates into the dishwasher. That little witch. How could Mathias resist any of it, for God’s sake? Especially after days of not seeing her–not even from a distance. Also he’d had a bad week. Between the heavy meetings, he had met his father’s attorney, Mr. Robinson and the vile man had asked Mathias if he would agree to abandon his daughters. It was a shitty week, for real. Then, without any clue, this girl landed in his kitchen like a gift from the universe. Or a punishment. At first, he teased her back, implied he still remembered her vanilla sauce, holding her gaz
“Okay.” Avra finally manages to switch the stove on. “Um, how long should I boil it?”Cassie smiles at her excitement. “No need to boil it, actually. Just stir it until it thickens.”Avra blinks cluelessly. “And… when does it thicken exactly?”Cassie giggles affectionately this time. “Less than ten minutes.”“You think I’m an idiot, right?” Avra giggles at herself. “Still, I’m playing with fire here.”“Shush!” Cassie playfully slaps her friend’s arm. “Don’t say such things. Start stirring, chop chop!”While Avra is busy with the filling, Cassie starts organizing the mess they’ve made. She gathers the dirty bowls from the counter and begins loading them into the dishwasher. Of course, her intention isn’t to leave a spotless kitchen for Mrs. Raptis.Since Mathias is still there, she turns it into a little show. She bends over more than necessary, arching subtly as she places each dish inside– slowly, very slowly.“Hey, girls.” Mathias calls out behind them.“Yes, dad?” Avra turns to her
There is another person in the kitchen with them. “Such a pleasure to have you here, sweetie.”Avra lets out a thin laugh. “I’m always in the kitchen.” She says defensively, still whisking the mixture. “It’s you who isn’t seen here.”An amused exhale. “If you were always here, you might have noticed I make my own coffee every weekend.” The voice sends shivers into Cassie’s body. She presses her hand onto her chest. “Okay, okay.” Avra laughs again. “If you wait for it, you can have Byko Pie near your coffee.”A pause. “Byko?”Cassie rolls her eyes while taking the coconut package out of the fridge. Her friend still pronounces it wrong.“Oh, not Byko.” Avra thinks for a second, then calls out. “Hey, Cass. What was the name again?”Cassie slowly straightens, her heartbeat quickens. Across the kitchen island, their gazes meet.Surprise hits Mathias’s face -raw and unguarded- at the sight of her standing there, in the middle of the day, in his kitchen. It’s obvious he just came back from
After she comes back home, Cassie lies down on her bed for a while. Then she takes a long shower to cool her nerves. At the end of this turmoil, she decides that it's kind of soothing that Mathias is trapped by that woman. It means he didn't choose Emily of his own free will. It sounds selfish to wish that were true, but for the first time in her life, Cassie doesn't feel inadequate next to Emily Raptis. That woman was a fraud and Mathias was her captive, not a passionate lover. Yes, that must be the truth. After getting out of the bathroom, she texts Avra. They were supposed to meet for a cooking session and this is a great opportunity for Cassie to see Mathias. Me: Hello Av! What's up? Her friend’s response comes immediately. Avra: Trying to survive against my mother's endless advice... How are you? Cassie winces, she knows how it feels to get schooled by Mrs. Raptis. Me: Fine. Remember we had a cooking class? Wanna do it this weekend? 💕 Cassie chews her bottom
Cassie blinks with a slight confusion against his attitude, but Mathias acts nonchalant. One ankle over his opposite knee, he waits for her answer. “What else do I like…?” As if she senses his purpose in keeping the things cool between them, Cassie leans over the table more while she thinks out lo
Cassie watches Mathias pressing one knee onto the giant couch, then the other with an urgency. The cushion dips because of his weight and her insides tingle. She wants to feel that heavy body pressing her onto the cushion after he comes, with that muscled chest covered in sweat while he is panting.
To Cassie’s great disappointment, Mathias grabs her thighs from below, adamantly pulls on and hooks them over his shoulders. “Ah!” Cassie drops back onto her elbows and whines. She wasn’t waiting for him to be this stubborn against her will. Her plan for tonight was giving him a ravishing blowj
Cassie struggles to get free from his hold. “Let me go!” Mathias doesn’t let her, still trying to find a way to convince her but she isn’t helping.Looking at his face angrily, Cassie speaks with hatred. “You called me here to make fun of me!”Make fun of…? “What?!” He objects in disbelief. Can so







