Mag-log in“Come meet me at this address when you are done with Blake.”
Cassandra stared down at the message on her phone; her uncle, Niko, had sent her the message.
She let out a sigh, the shock of meeting her soon-to-be husband still within her…
Blake McKnight…
He was scary in a sense.
No wonder his poor old grandfather was begging around for a wife; how was he going to get a wife if he acts like an asshole to every woman he meets.
It is his foolishness that allows Uncle Niko was able to use his grandfather’s weakness against him, but this works out. She would be able to leave that family once and for all.
Cassandra gets into the lounge at the address her uncle had texted her, her eyes narrow when she catches a glimpse of her uncle with Mr. McKnight.
Can’t this man hold on for a bloody second?
She wore a thin smile as she approached the table.
“Oh! Cassandra is here already,” he said with a beaming smile as he got out of his seat and pulled out a chair for her.
“Thank you, Uncle.” She said with another fake smile as she eased herself into the chair. Her eyes are now staring at Mr. McKnight, who also had a small smile on his face.
“You met with Blake?” he queried and she nodded. He let out a sigh of relief, it was almost as though he had expected the meeting to never happen.
“I thought he stood you up, I had to threaten him seriously.” He leaned in to whisper. “How was it? Do you like him?”
He asked eagerly, and it made Cassandra genuinely sad.
Truthfully, she didn’t like Blake, apart from the fact that he was rude and condescending.
He was also a narcissist, but then she noticed the glare her uncle gave in her direction and then she nodded.
“He’s a lot of work, but I think we can work out.” She muttered she didn’t recognize her own voice, but it wasn’t completely a lie, she would rather pick a condescending jerk like Blake than to be around Lance.
“Oh really?” Mr. McKnight said, sounding genuinely surprised. A short, awkward laugh escaped him. “You’re the first girl to say something like that.”
How does she tell this old man that she wasn’t complimenting his grandson?
“The other girls would cry and speak about how rude Blake was to them.” He said tiredly massaging his temples.
“Well, he is rude.” She blurted abruptly. Seizing the attention of the two men.
“Then why do you like him? Was there any reason in particular you are agreeing?” he muttered. “I need you to understand that you can also refuse and nobody here is pressuring you.”
Cassandra bit on her lips, racking her brain for something to say.
“W-Well, H-He is also handsome.” She stuttered and Mr. McKnight chuckled again.
“You can’t just get into a marriage because he’s handsome, it takes more than facial qualities to be a perfect man and a good husband.” He lectured and then corrected in a beat. “He is a handsome jerk.”
They both laughed, Niko simply nodded along impatiently, he couldn’t wait for the deal to be over with.
“He’s rude but not completely hopeless, I believe he has a soft spot, something I can touch.” She proceeded with another smile. “Give me a few months, a little time with him and he will be a changed man. Moreover, the reason I am agreeing to this marriage is because of you, Mr. McKnight.”
His eyes widened slightly at the sudden confession.
“I would like for you to stop searching desperately for a woman, and you should also stop thinking about how little time you have left.” She continues with a small smile. “He might not show it, but Blake is worried about you as well.”
“Oh.” He wondered, she noticed the sudden softness in his eyes, and a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips.
“I will marry Blake.” She affirmed again confidently. “And I will take care of him too, so, you don’t have to worry about anything.”
*****
“I didn’t know you’re so good at lying.” Uncle Niko said as they walked towards his car, the lunch was over and they had finalize the wedding, she was relieved this turned out way better than she imagined it, but on hearing Uncle Niko’s little remark a small scowl appeared on her face. “Mr. McKnight ate that up, did you see his face after you told him that bullshit? Who would have thought that my innocent little niece isn’t as innocent as I thought?”
Not everything she told the man was a lie, she was indeed worried for him, but arguing with her uncle was pointless.
“Well, with you threatening to throw me out of the house if things don’t go well. I didn’t have much of a choice.” She bit back bitterly and he nodded in satisfaction.
“You did a splendid job anyway, Mr. McKnight has agreed to sign the business contract with me, which means the wedding will go on as planned.” Cassandra felt her heart dropped, even though she wasn’t necessarily causing the damage.
She felt bad for being involved in a shameless deceit like that.
“So I suggested to Mr. McKnight that you should meet Blake on another date tomorrow and during the weekend the whole family will have dinner with the McKnights.” He continued after a short breath. “We need to formally inform the rest of the family that you’re getting married.”
“What?” she gasped. “I don’t think it’s necessary to meet him again so soon!”
She didn’t want to spend yet another second with him.
“You need to get used to him before the wedding, you know, and the wedding will be happening faster than you think, the earlier the better.” He continued with a sly smile. “Start working your charms, not like you have any, so he gets smitten with you by the time you’re married.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Since I did a splendid job, then can I ask for something in return?” she professed, he paused for a while, his eyes narrowing.
“What is it?”
“Lend me some money.”
“What do you even need the money for?” he queried and when she refused to answer he let out a sigh. “Alright, fine, how much do you need?”
Cassandra stepped back out of both fear of being caught and surprise, and Blake’s eyes narrowed noticing the way her body shook but he remained waiting for her response. “Cassandra?” He called, and she felt herself shake.“It was an accident.” She lied, trying to control the tremor in her voice, but seems like Blake picked it up. “I didn’t look where I was going, and I bumped into something, I didn’t even know it would scar.” She covered it quickly with her hands, and Blake’s eyes narrowed in confusion, it didn’t look like a scar from a bump, it looked like someone grabbed her, and probably struck her there. His eyes narrowed, there seemed to be something wrong with her.“Okay.” He simply said as he stepped back noticing how uncomfortable she is. “I should leave for you to change.” He leaves the room, this isn’t the first time he felt something suspicious right after she comes back from seeing Lance, there is something about them that makes him uncomfortable, like their relationshi
“That is impossible.” Cassandra got up in an instant her heart pounding in her chest, it felt as though she was punched in the face by the cruel words that left Lance lips; there was hardly anything he wanted that he never got. The golden child of her uncle’s family, and that is why he is so entitled to having everything, but this time around, she doesn’t think she could ever unhand the ray of hope she now has. Blake has made life worth living, and even she could dare to say, he made life easier to live.How could she divorce him?“What makes it so?” He pressed his lips together, his other hand stroking his chin. “Cassie. What did I say about refusing me?” “Lance, I can’t divorce my husband.” She put it to him, in a more confident tone. “We are married, and your parents won’t ever allow us be together; moreover, this is wrong, we have to stop.” He paused for a while, his icy blue eyes focused on her trembling body, and then he let out a mocking laughter, Cassandra flinched slightly
“You seem sad,” Blake noticed; his cold voice breaking the silence as he reached for the mayonnaise on the table, for some reason that was his favorite bed spread, and he enjoyed it, even though most people called him weird for it. Cassandra’s eyes snapped towards him in shock, she had completely zoned out. “Is anything the problem?” He noticed from the way she spooned her food without taking any bite in particular, it was unnerving, watching her lost in thoughts over breakfast. “Grace told me your uncle came here, while i was away.” He reminded and and she swallowed down a huge lump in her throat. “Is anything the problem?” “Um… no.” She started, the words hung in her lips, she was dying to tell him what had truly transpired, she knew if she told him her uncle was trying to force her to give out her rights to her father’s company; he would help her. But at the same time, she risk losing everything; her uncle might decide to tell Blake the truth, and she would lose all hope, and
“Do you think I don’t know what’s going on with you and Lance?” He suddenly deadpanned, and Cassandra’s eyes widened in shock, and her eyes worriedly darted towards Grace standing in the distance… She wondered if Grace could hear their discussion, and then shook her head, nearing her uncle she grabbed him. “Don’t talk so loudly,” She snapped as she grabbed his shoulder dragging him to the farthest corner of the room, away from the ears of the maid. “So, it is true,” Uncle Nico had expected her to deny it, but knowing Cassandra, she wasn’t the type of person to lie. “I took you in, took care of you, provided for you, and this is how you pay me back. Sleeping with my son, aren’t you shameless?”“I am not sleeping with your son because I want to,” since her uncle was the one bringing it up, maybe if she confesses to him, he can do something about it. Like making sure Lance stars clear of her. “He threatens me, he hits me, I can’t refuse him.”“You know what you are accusing my
“Where is Blake?” Cassandra asked curiously as she climbed down the stairs, her hair was held in a messy bun, and her eyes swollen. After that heart felt discussion with Blake, she had fallen asleep in his arms, a little too exhausted from crying all night. But the small sleep she had helped to alleviate her mood, and when she woke up, she didn’t find her husband beside her. She rubbed her bleary eyes, as she watched Grace curiously. “He went out now,” she muttered with a small smile. “Do you want anything? Should I make you coffee?”“Did he tell you where he is going to?” she asked curiously and Grace shook her head, a little sigh escaped Cassandra as she went to sit on the sofa. “Should I bring you the coffee?” she asked and Cassandra nodded. Grace dashed towards the kitchen and then came back almost immediately with a small smile on her face and a cup of hot coffee. “Thank you,” she muttered as she received the cup from Grace.“Blake said you might not be feeling well
“That ungrateful brat,” Nico yelled as he slammed his fist on the table. “I got her married to Blake and now she thinks she rules the world?”“That’s why I told you we should give that kind of man to Lena,” Mercedes snapped equally angry for the embarrassment, “She didn’t even do anything to defend us, I bet she poisoned his mind against.”“I just hope this doesn’t affect the relationship between his grandfather and me.” Nico reached for his neck tie and pulled it off. “Who knows what that bitch has told him about us? That’s why I always told you to be gentle with her.”“Gentle?” she snapped feeling attacked. “You never had a problem with how I had treated her in the past. Why are you complaining all of a sudden?”“I can’t always get involved in the relations between the ladies of the house.” He muttered with a tight frown on his face. “But if she was your daughter you won’t he doing that.”“Will you both stop fighting?” Lena suddenly snapped, commanding silence from both her parents







