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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 fro
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 lip while waiting f
Hello again, my dear loyal readers!I'm sorry for the long wait - I hope it won't happen again “There, sweetie.” Aunt Gilda enters the room with a pair of blue gel packs. “They’ll soothe your eyes in seconds.”Cassie looks at Gilda’s reflection in the mirror. The woman tells her to close her eyes, and she obeys like a mindless little girl, slowly laying her head back. How could she? How could Emily force her baby on a man who had no idea it even existed. It’s the lowest thing a woman could ever do to a man.Gilda places the cold packs onto her eyelids –a useless attempt. Cassie's eyes don't hurt because of the tonic. Her pain comes from the depths of her aching soul.Cassie is certain that Mathias had no idea about his daughter until Emily informed him. If he’d known, he wouldn’t have left his girlfriend alone wit
When he gets in the parking lot of that restaurant, Mathias sits in his car for a while. He was fine when he left Robinson like a wounded wolf. But now, alone with his thoughts, the old memories haunt him mercilessly. Leaning his head back against the driver’s seat, Mathias closes his eyes and lets them bring him into that day. The day his life was ruined by someone as insidious as evil. He was twenty-one back then, newly graduated college with honors, making his father proud as ever. Mathias had been accepted to three Ivy League schools, and before the semester started, his father sent him to Florida as a reward -along with other gifts. It was Alexander Raptis’s way, he never showed affection directly, only threw expensive things at his son. Mathias wasn’t complaining, though. He used his father’s resources for fun just as much as for career success. Between parties in Vegas and events in LA, from the deserts in Africa to the beaches of the Far East, Mathias had a rough youth
Mathias enters his construction company building for the first time in days. The skyscraper rises in the heart of the Financial District of Manhattan with elegant coldness.His father’s company, Raptis Constructions, used to occupy this area years ago. However, it has recently lost its might, and was forced to move to a more modest part of the city.And for Mathias, well, it’s the opposite and his company grows stronger by the day.It's been a tiring week of meetings and work dinners out of the office. Since he hasn’t been to his company in a while, Mathias makes sure to look sharp. He wears a dark blue, three-piece suit with a light blue shirt. Mathias Raptis never affords to seem off his game.He reaches his floor via elevator. As he walks down the hallway, the sudden change in atmosphere is palpable. His employees greet him with professional and sincere smiles, not the fake kind. The people working for HERA Constructions respect their boss and admire Mr. Raptis's success in this b
Cassie's eyes fly open in surprise. She looks at Aunt Gilda's downward face from her armchair. “Emilia, what?”The woman gives her a little smile and keeps caressing her face as she smooths on the milk serum. “I’ll take it from the beginning.” Cassie waits with impatience, it looks like she will be more surprised.Aunt Gilda sets the little bottle down in front of the mirror. “Now, close your eyes.”Cassie obeys, takes a deep breath. She is about to peek into Emily's hidden life.Aunt Gilda's fingers gently smear the serum across her skin. “You know I’m half Italian on my mother's side, right?”“Hm, hm.” Cassie nods, certain that this woman's natural fashion sense must come from her Mediterranean roots.“I have a lot more relatives on my Italian side than on my father's. They are scattered all over the States- some in high society, some in suburbs.” Cassie listens carefully, wondering how any of this is supposed to connect with Emily.“My cousin Miriam used to live in a suburb in Fl







