Before Raymond could spot me, I quickly retreated up the stairs. I watched as he quietly went down and headed to his own room as though nothing happened. As though he didn’t just spend the entire night with my sister! My feet quickly took me back to our room, eager to share my news with Enzo. I didn’t know how he would react to this. Was this better than knowing it wasn’t Sara and Mark who were in that room last night? I wasn’t sure. Before I could get to the door, a tiny figure blocked my path. To my surprise, it was Melissa.“Mel?” I said, “When did you come?” “Just five minutes ago,” She said, grabbing my wrist. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Keeping you away from your husband.” She said, dragging me with her toward the opposite direction. I glanced back at our bedroom with longing, eager to meet Enzo. “But why?” “Starting today, you are not allowed to see your husband until your wedding.” “What?” I shrieked, my heart sinking further into the pit of my stomach. “Yup, you
By the time we finished, cleaned up and got dressed, it was almost two in the night. We walked back in the same path that we took earlier, hoping that our absence didn’t alert anyone. “We better hurry.” Enzo mumbled, “We have to get up at atleast seven o’clock tomorrow.” “My back is burning.” I said, hurrying back toward the property. “Why did we think this was a good idea?” Enzo laughed, “I hope you don’t get a rash or something.” “Let’s pray. Because my wedding dress is backless.” “I’ll lend you my suit.” “Ha-ha.” I said, “If I can’t wear my dream wedding dress, then I’m calling off the ceremony.” “No, you’re not.” he said sternly, and almost fearfully.“I said I’ll call off the ceremony, not the wedding.” I said. “You’re calling off neither.” He grumbled behind me. “God, I was just joking.” I said, rolling my eyes. “Why do we have to be up so early tomorrow anyway?” Enzo remained silent on that, and I realized that it was going to be yet another surprise for me. At this p
“Your turn darling.” He said, reaching for the strap on my shoulders. I was wearing a summer dress whose straps were tied on either of my shoulders. I watched as Enzo undid one of them and then the other, making my silk dress fall at my ankles. His eyes darkened as he took my body in, definitely not expecting that I would be all naked inside. “Did you plan this?” “Maybe.” I said with a smirk. “Consider this a thanks for everything you’ve done so far.” “Oh, not so soon.” he said and grabbed my hand. And then, he gently tugged me into the water with him. The otherwise warm water felt a bit chilly as it rose up my thighs. By the time it reached my chest, I let out a shudder. Enzo turned around to smile at me in amusement. “Cold?” I nodded, wrapping my arms around his neck when the water reached my shoulder. Enzo could still stand tall and the water was covering just half his abdomen. However, to reach my height, he bent his knees a bit. “It will get better.” he said, wrapping his
That evening, a few more members joined us for dinner. Luke and Phoebe had come, along with Raymond and Kelly. Hank and Tara would be arriving tomorrow and so would Melissa. “I still don’t buy it,” Kelly mumbled into my ear at the dinner table. She was eyeing my sister who was sipping on one of those disgusting green smoothies people drink while chatting away with Raymond. They were apparently old friends, thanks to the time she was dating Enzo. “Buy what?” I asked, pulling my hand away from Emmy’s mouth as she tried to bite on it. “That Liza is on board.” Kelly said, “I mean, let’s be real. She lovessss Enzo. And it’s Liza we’re talking about. When has she given up something for you?” “Enzo is not hers to give up.” ““Don’t be silly, Cassie. You know she doesn’t have the maturity to see things that way.” She said, “Okay, let’s assume she’s grateful you helped her out with the whole sex tape thing. She said her thanks, and probably gave you her blessing. But coming to your wedding
Cassie’s POV A week later, Enzo surprised me with a road trip. “What?” I asked him, unsure if I heard him right. It was hard to believe that this busy man had the time and energy for a long road trip. “You heard me.” He said, “I packed everything for you and Emmy. You most likely won’t need anything beyond this.” “But I have work-” “I spoke to your team at the office, they don’t need you for a couple of days. Moreover, it’s the weekend. You can afford to not work like normal people.” “That’s rich, coming from you.” He gave me a smile, “I’m redeeming myself now, aren’t I?” I shrugged and went back to scrolling instagram on my phone. “Cassie?”“Yeah?” I said, my eyes still on my phone. “We’re leaving in ten minutes, so if you may put your phone aside?” “In what?” I said and sat up straight. “You’re joking.” He gave me a flat look, “Does it look like I am?” He gave me exactly ten minutes to use the loo and pack my handbag. By the time I locked the door and headed down, he st
By the time I wrapped up work at the office, it was almost eight.“Fuck,” I muttered to myself. Cassie would kill me if I was late. She had asked me to come to the restaurant at 8:30 sharp.As I exited the office, my driver was thankfully ready for me on the road. I quickly got in and asked him to take me to the restaurant Cassie had made a reservation at.Not having Mark around was proving to be a punishment for me rather than him. I was too dependent on him, I realized. A day without him, and I was already forced to take work back home. Even during the car ride to the restaurant, I was forced to reply to some client emails, a job that Mark would have handled for me if things had been fine between us.Somehow, I managed to finish my work by the time the car stopped in front of the restaurant. The time was 8:32, so I did make it in time.“Sorry, babe,” I said as I came to the table where Cassie and Emmy sat. “It was chaotic in the—”I stopped mid-sentence when I realized that we were
Once we heard the door shut in the living room, I looked toward Enzo again.“Enzo, what the hell was that?” I said.He frowned at me. “What?”“That was a bit too much. You didn’t have to punch him.”“Of course I did,” he said. “He’s my associate, Cassie. He’s my employee, my friend. He cannot bang my sister behind my back.”“Your employee? That’s the point?”“No,” he said. “It means that I trusted him. I never expected him to go behind my back like this.”“Yeah, I agree, but what else did you expect them to do? They couldn’t just approach you.”“Of course they could!” he said, his tone sharp, his eyes narrowing at me suspiciously. “Wait, did you know about this?”I gulped. “I didn’t know for sure, but I was suspecting it.”“Are you serious?” he said, his voice rising. “You knew all along, and you didn’t tell me?”“I didn’t know all along. I was just suspecting it. I could sense something was going on between them, but I never had a chance to confront either of them.”“You knew about t
After a long journey from my grandparents’ estate, we were finally headed back home. After the trial, Enzo and I barely got any time to unwind, so my grandparents offered a small getaway at their estate. We eagerly agreed, and what was supposed to be a weekend plan stretched into an entire week.When we were finally back home, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. There was no comfort like that of home.Carrying our luggage, both Enzo and I went up in the elevator. While he shuffled through his pockets for the keys, I asked. “Hey, what happened to the new couch we ordered? Did it get delivered?” Enzo nodded, pulling out our house keys before putting them into the lock. “Yeah, I asked Sara and Mark to take care of it.”“Gave them an extra key?”“Yep,” he said and pushed the door open. As we got the luggage inside, we realized that we weren’t alone in the house. There was somebody inside, and that somebody was in the guest room.“What’s that noise?” I whispered. “It sounds like
Grandma turned around in her seat to watch Enzo and Grandpa make their way toward us. “Ugh, finally.” Grandma said, catching their attention, “What took you so long?”“A good game.” Grandpa said, coming straight to me. Or rather, toward Emmy. “What’s my little girl doing? Did you paint your face with strawberries, dear?”Before his hands could reach her, they were slapped away by Grandma. “Wash your hands first. So dirty.” She said, scrunching up her nose.“I guess the same applies to me,” Enzo said with a shy grin. He was going to launch himself at Emmy as well.“Yes. Both of you. Please shower and join us at the breakfast table.” Grandma said, shooing them away.Once they disappeared into the house, grandma turned toward me.“How is Enzo doing at work?” She asked, “I’ve been hearing some interesting things.”I couldn’t help but smile knowingly. I knew exactly what she was talking about, “Yes, and you heard ‘em right. Enzo is really on a firing spree.”She widened her eyes, “I heard