CASSANDRA’S POV“you stupid men”, I seethe as another body guard tried to hold me captive. I kicked him where the sun doesn’t rise and smirked at him face grimacing in pain.“Leave me alone”, I yell at them as now people have already started to be interested on what am doing here with six body guards. Probably I might be the only person alive on earth beating my own body guards.“please miss Williams, its for your own good”, another body guard opened his mouth only to receive my death glare.“Dont tell me what is good and what not, am not a fucking child”, I tell through my gritted teeth.Two body guards gave a knowing nod to each other as one stood infront of me daring as he is ready to take a blow or blow me back. Well I didn’t expect this but I kept my poker face on and waited for his move.He took a step towards me as I did same totally concentrating on his move. I was suddenly lift up my legs flying in air as the bodyguard lifted me on his shoulder.“You moron, drop me”, I yelled
IVAN’S POV“Mom, am on my way, I have meetings today”, I tell my mom tiredly.“Ivan dont you dare deny me, first you bring your ass to home and show your face to me”, she snaps at me angrily.“mom....”, I try to change her mind but she is so stubborn, she wont be letting me to go to work if I didn’t listen to her. I sigh loudly and glance at my watch. “Okay, mom, I will be there”, I tell her nodding my head to my manager to change my schedule and post my meetings a hour further.Soon I arrived to my childhood home- Miller mansion. The cream walls of the mansion with tall pillars in European style with marble flooring was the home I born and raised in. This home was inherited by my father from his father and my grandfather from his. There is no doubt that masons who worked on this master piece were more skilled and used good quality material since it lasted this long. We didn’t change the major parts of this mansion but we did some changes in interiors with time to time.The beautiful
“WHAT?”, I choked on my food coughing badly. “mom are you serious?” I ask her to find out if she is playing a prank or something.“Ivan Mr Williams said that his daughter’s schedule for next few months is tight, she can only marry at the end of this month”, she tells making me frown.“did he tell you this?”, I ask my mom softly.“yes, he did spoke to your father about this”, she tells as I sigh heavily.I need to talk to Mr Williams, he is up for something which i cant accept. He cant force cassandra to this level. I make a mental note on meeting him for lunch today and talk this out about this marriage.“Its okay, if that’s the case”, I tell my mother as she smiles in gratitude.“Am so excited for your wedding, You have to go for wedding shopping with cassandra next week”, she informs me as I frown.“but why should I join her? Cant we do our shopping by own?”, I ask her to which she rolls her eyes.“wont you choose a wedding dress for her, she would be eager to choose one suit for
Mathew’s pov (Cassandra’s father)“I think you should tell her about the person she is getting married”, my wife tells me for the nth time till now from the day I told her I want to get her married to my friend’s son.I Sigh heavily as I struggle with my tie and leave it alone on my failed attempts. My wife chuckles softly as she walks towards me and pull me down with my collar so that she can tie it properly. The black tie in her velvety fair hands seems more beautiful than it is. I smile at her genuinely thinking how we made everything together till now. She gave me most beautiful children of the world, though I dont tell this to them, they are beautiful there is no doubt in it. They inherited their beauty from their mom and stubbornness from me. Chaerin was never a trouble maker not even in her childhood. She was my father’s friend’s daughter and I fell for her at the first sight I saw her at my birthday party.“Do you remember this is how we first met”, I ask her smirking at he
He raised his eyebrows as he took the file in his hands. I folded my hands on my chest leaning back as I started observing his every move. After reading the file thoroughly he laughed, he fucking laughed throwing his head back as if I have cracked a joke. I took a deep breath to calm myself. “am sorry, I couldn’t hold my laughter”, he stated as he regained his state. “I didn’t drop a joke Mr Miller”, I told him coldly thought my gritted teeth. He bent forward on the table as he folded the file and pushed towards me and said “I will not sign this contract”.“may I know the reason?”, I asked him trying to sound less demanding. “yes, of course”, he said as he leaned back on his chair. “signing this contract means belittling Cassandra, your own daughter, my future wife”, he snap at me hatefully. Well, this wasn’t the reaction I expected from him, Miller's are known for their deals. They stand on their word, seeing the profits they make, whether it is financial or emotional which
CASSANDRA’S POVWaiting in my room after ending up tired of all the banging on the door I plop myself on my bed. Everything is same as I left few years ago, the blue walls with white frames of photo frames hanging on the wall. No one picture contains my dad. How would it be if he spent out of home most of the time escaping from our happy moments for his own selfish goals! Two study tables with chairs are kept untouched since the last time we used them and clean. My room was Jackson and mine study room while we set up his room as play room with two pc's and speakers with our PlayStation. His room is of black painted walls with graffiti on it which we both drew when we were teenagers. I remember how our parents wanted us to have a separate playroom but we choose to make it work out like this, which our father used to complain every time when he found me along Jackson’s friends in his room. His say was that those games weren’t for me, instead of tagging him I should have a Barbi
CHAERIN'S POVAs I saw my both children in my home hugging and laughing with each other my heart filled up with joy which I can’t describe. When was the last time I heard their voices echo in our mansion, when was the last time I felt this type of warmth in my chest? Do I even remember? Yes, I do – when they were born. But their cold behaviour towards me showed me that they are not pleased seeing me. Even though Jackson was always around and used to visit me occasionally when Mathew was out of picture, I still miss him as badly as I miss my little princess. Last time seeing her race when her car was hit by another car making her slip down losing control for few minutes made my heart stop for the time being till I saw her back again all fine and safe. This was the main reason when I agreed with Mathew that her choice of career was dangerous. Instead of seeing my one and only daughter die in the horrible car accident I would be happily die instead of her in every possible way. That’s
CASSANDRA’S POVI see in horror as my mom collapsed to the ground, before her head hit the floor Jackson was fast enough to hold her in his arms. “Mom, what the fuck, wake up”, he said shaking her up. “Chaerin wake up!”, my father tells panicked as he embrace my mom. My brother lays numb moving away from her as I hug him from side, seeing him in broken state. “Doctor, call someone doctor!”, my father tells as I hug my brother tighter. “Shhh, jack, it’s okay, mom will be fine”, I tell him rubbing his back to which he lean into my touch as a lost puppy. “No, mom wont be okay, she isn’t okay”, he tells in the verge of tears making me sob holding him tighter. “please, hurry up, call the doctor, she will die!”, I hear my father scream as our guards and maids hurried up doing something and one of them called the ambulance. “boss, we called ambulance, it’s better this way”, the guard tells sadly making me frown. “Jackson, what is happening here”, I ask him in terror to which