Meeting her mom, I know I said I would, but I did not think she would actually do it so fast. The saying goes, "What are your intentions with my daughter?" Well, really, I want to pin your daughter to a wall and fuck her so hard that she cannot spell my name anymore. Now I can't particularly say that to her mother, and I cannot say no to her either. So guess I am going to meet the family tonight, as far as I know only her mother, but I am sure the fiance will be there too.
"Of course, princess, I can pick you up at six."
This poses as a bit of a problem; there is no way I am sitting around the same table as Antoni Vega. Not only do I not like breathing the same air as he does, but he has been a constant thorn in the Caine family's side. He refers to himself as new and upcoming in our business world, when he is only but causing trouble as far as he goes. I can see why he has now paired himself with the widow of Joseph Cummings.There is something Cassandra does not know, and to think that her mom has even managed to keep it from her for this long, truly does amaze me. Yet considering that she does not know what her father did, it does not quite run true to me. But if th
...Cassandra POV... If he thinks he can slip his full six and a half inches into me and hope that I will forget, well, he is wrong. Sex will not get him out of this situation, maybe at least not this time around. Even though he feels so damn good, and that thing he does with his hip is driving me insane, he is not getting away with it. "Christian, stop!"
...Cassandra POV...Yesterday was absolute torment. First, I found out that I am supposed to be some Mafia Queen, and then Christian hits me with a bomb. What am I supposed to do with something like that? You can't just lie to someone, and then the next moment you tell them that you are falling in love with them. He is Christian Caine; what does he even begin to know about love!And so do the girls agree, well, maybe not Jessie. I hate how she is
Bearing your heart is never easy; for me, it has never been done before. If it is bearing which you want to call it, for me, it sounds a lot more like begging. But if that is what it takes for me to get what I desire, then that is what I shall do.In front of me is the only woman I know I will ever desire so much. To say she is beautiful does not do her justice at all; she is far beyond what is exquisite to the eye. She is my princess, and I know I cannot leave here today if she is not mine once again.
I don't know why, but my princess has grown brave enough to speak to my father. For what reason, I do not know, but I suspect it can either be one of two things, and somehow I don't think it is about her being an exotic dancer. I knew such a conversation would happen sooner or later, maybe not quite so soon yet. If this is what her heart desires, then this is what she shall get."I am sure he is in his office, princess. I will go check for you."
...Cassandra POV...Everything is happening so fast now. I only have but just met Christian, and we have already been through so much together. Just a few days ago, I was an exotic dancer, and now, as crazy as it does sound, I am set to become what men in Christian's world call a Mafia Queen. Do I know what I am doing? Not the slightest bit at all, but with Christian by my side, I shall be able to set my mind to do what it is to what I wish it would be doing.
She is like a breath of fresh air on a fluffy white cloud. That is what her naked body feels like as she lays pressed peacefully up against mine. I am not a man for soft and tender moments, but this is something I could easily get used to every day. I do sound like every part of me has gone all mushy inside, but this is how I shall feel about her for as long as I possibly can.As I see her slowly start to stir, I cannot but help get an enormous smile on my face. If I thought I looked like a mess when I wake, her head of fuzzy hair is the cutest thing I have ever seen.
...Cassandra POV...My new world has just become real. Christian Caine has just become very real. Do not let that pretty face fool you; this man that has a Ruger SR1911 firmly pressed Antoni Vega's head means business. One wrong word, and he will blow a rather big hole through his thick skull. I must honestly say it is rather scary, but I must admit that it might just be turning me on.What is even scarier is that loo