Revenge to the Mafia

CHAPTER 2Cassandra lost it when she heard Antonio's name mentioned. Antonio Franches. A man twenty years older than Cassandra. But it's not about age. On the day of Marvin and Annalise's accident, Cassandra saw a car in the distance. A symbol was captured in her memory. A silver rose. It sparkled in the night and caught Cassandra's attention. The silver rose on the back of the car belonged to someone who Cassandra later found out belonged to Antonio Franches. The man was at the scene when Cassandra's parents were killed. The car left after watching the flames burn away the bodies of Marvin, Annalise and even their personal driver, Paul.And in that incident, Cassandra came to the conclusion that the man named Antonio Franches must have known something, or... a lot more.The car stopped in the parking lot and Cassandra quickly got out of her black car that was almost sold due to Marvin's inherited debt. While taking a small jog towards the elevator, crazy ideas on how she would get her

CHAPTER 4Can Cassandra give Antonio heaven? She'd never even dated in her life. For over fifteen years, Cassandra has only taken care of herself, training and molding herself to become a police officer. She wanted to uncover the case of her parents that was closed for no apparent reason. It was very mysterious. And Cassandra had always wondered why the deaths of Marvin and Annalise, two very influential people in the New York City fashion world, had to be closed in that way.“This is my room.”Antonio's voice startled Cassandra. The man had incredible charm. From his face, voice, and even his body.Cassandra blinked, then turned to Antonio, who was standing beside her. Suddenly, Cassandra felt that her heart was beating very fast. Her hands were at her sides, ready to grab the knife she'd hidden in her thighs. Antonio had to die tonight. Smiling, Cassandra said, “Let's have some fun.”Antonio opened the door, then spread one hand to make way. “Ladies first?”“Tsk, fine.”Cassandra's b

Antonio sits at his desk, the sign that reads Antonio Franches neatly tucked away on the table. A capital lending company. That's what people knew about Antonio. He'd made a fortune in a short time, and rumors about how Antonio ran a dirty business began to spread around, that Antonio was an evil loan shark who killed people.A fleeting memory of a failed one-night-stand caught Antonio's attention. It was the first time in his life that a woman refused to make love just because she was busy taking care of the 'pigs in the sty'. Does that sound plausible?Of course not.Antonio called Ben on his cell phone, and within a second, his assistant answered.“Come to my office now.”And the call was disconnected by Antonio.Ben was Antonio's personal secretary. He was a loyal and dedicated worker. But Ben didn't expect that the appearance of 'Cassandra Baker' in Antonio's life would lead to him being called like this.“It's about the woman who kept me company last night,” Antonio said, startin

CHAPTER 8CHAPTER 8Jessica Wallan is the most unlikely person to become friends with a detective as she owns a nightclub and runs a legal prostitution business out of her own club. But Jessica becomes Cassandra's friend because they didn't know about each other's work beforehand. They meet in a community to heal trauma. And here they are.“Someone found out about me?!”Jessica lowered her glass of wine onto the table, she then leaned forward and said, “You're right. As far as I know, it's Ben. Franches' personal secretary. Are you investigating him? If so, then you two are investigating each other."Cassandra furrowed her brows, she looked confused now. Rubbing her sweaty palms, she replied to Jessica, “Does he know I'm a detective?”Jessica chuckled. "Of course not. I'm your best friend, there's no way I'm going to put you through hell.""Oh yeah? You're talking about our friendship now, um?"“Of course.”“Did you forget that you received money from Franches as my payment for sleepi

CHAPTER 10Cassandra quickly recounted the events of the night, leaving nothing out. Jessica listened intently, her expression growing more incredulous by the minute.“Marriage proposal?” Jessica said, after Cassandra had finished. “And a million dollars a month? That's crazy.”“I know,” Cassandra agreed, sinking into a chair. "But think about it, Jess. If I marry him, I'll be able to get closer to him. I could find out what really happened to my parents. Maybe even gather enough evidence to bring him down."Jessica frowned, crossing her arms. "That's risky, Cass. Very risky. You're talking about living with a man who could be a murderer."“I know the risks,” Cassandra said firmly. "But this might be our best chance. I can't let what he did go unpunished."Jessica sighed, running a hand through her hair. "If you're sure about this, then I'll support you. But you have to be careful. We need a plan."Cassandra nodded. "A plan. And I need you to help me stay grounded. Remind me why I'm d