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LIES AND PROMISES

Author: The SunLily
last update publish date: 2026-05-10 02:37:44

CASSY

I look at her face on the screen. At the fear in her eyes. The vulnerability I almost never see. Her pupils are dilated and huge, like she's terrified of losing me.

"I don't know," I say honestly.

"Then wait," she says. "Don't do anything. Don't talk to that journalist again or make any decisions. Just... wait for me. I'll finish this deal and come home and we'll figure this out together. Can you do that?"

"How long?"

"Three more days. Four at most. I'll cut it as short as I can."

"And wh
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  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   A DIFFERENT KIND OF ATTENTION

    CASSYThe applause dies down. Lily steps away from the podium with effortless grace."I won't keep you seated all evening," she says with a small smile. "Fashion should be experienced, not lectured about."A ripple of laughter moves through the room."I encourage all of you to explore the gallery. Speak to one another. Ask questions. Most importantly..." She pauses. "Stay curious."With that, the evening officially begins. Almost immediately, groups begin forming around the exhibits.Daisy hooks her arm through mine. "Come on."She practically drags me toward a display of evening gowns.I stop in front of one made entirely from layers of silk organza."How does this even stay together?""The construction is hidden." A voice answers beside me.I turn around. An elderly woman wearing a Parsons faculty badge smiles kindly."The best garments rarely show you how difficult they are to make."I nod slowly. "I like that."She studies me. "First time here?""Is it that obvious?"She laughs. "

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   THE INVITATION

    CASSYBy the second month of the programme, Parsons begins to feel less intimidating.The whispers don't disappear completely. Some people still remember the leaked article. But they no longer define every room I walk into. Now people stop me to ask about fabrics. It's funny how talent changes conversations."Morning."I look up from my locker. Kevin gives me an awkward wave."Morning.""I tried what you suggested.""The shoulder construction?""Yeah.""Did it work?"He grins. "It actually did.""I told you."He laughs before disappearing into the studio.Daisy bumps my shoulder. "Look at you.""What?""Giving fashion advice like you've worked here for years."I roll my eyes. "I just answered a question.""You underestimate yourself too much.""I prefer realistic expectations.""No." She shakes her head. "You prefer hiding."That one lands. Before I can answer, Madame Laurent walks in."Everyone."Conversations stop immediately."We have a live client brief today."The atmosphere shif

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   RECOGNITION

    CASSYThe room falls completely silent. My heartbeat pounds against my ribs. Madame Laurent doesn't answer immediately. Instead, she looks at me."Cassy Beaumont."I freeze.Lily's eyes finally leave the mannequin and settle on me. They're assessing. Like she's trying to understand the person behind the garment."So you're Cassy." Her voice is surprisingly gentle."Yes, ma'am."She nods once. "Tell me why you designed the shoulders this way."My throat suddenly feels tight. "The client profile described a woman in a position of authority."Lily doesn't interrupt."So I wanted the silhouette to speak before she did."I step closer to the mannequin."The shoulders are structured because confidence should be visible before words are spoken."A few students glance at one another as I continue."The waist is softer because power doesn't have to erase femininity."Silence.Lily studies the garment again. "And the colour?""I wanted something timeless.""Why?""Because confidence shouldn't d

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   YOU BELONG HERE

    CASSYMy eyes race across the first few lines. Then a tear slips down my cheek before I can stop it."I got in!"I throw myself at Sienna before I even realize what I'm doing. She catches me instinctively. She wraps one arm around my waist."I never doubted you."I pull back just enough to look at her."You did.""I doubted Parsons."A smile tugs at her lips."Not you."I shake my head, laughing through my tears. Then I kiss her before I know it.The next morning, I arrive at Parsons feeling different. Like I deserve to be here.Daisy spots me the moment I walk into the studio."Why are you smiling like that?"I hand her my phone. She reads the email.Then screams."You got in!"Half the studio turns to look at us."I knew it!"She throws her arms around me."I actually knew it!""I was terrified.""I wasn't.""You weren't?""No." She pulls back."You work too hard not to belong here."The words settle somewhere deep inside me. Belong. Maybe… I finally do.Madame Laurent enters precise

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   SMALL VICTORIES

    CASSY"Again." Madame Laurent doesn't even look up from the file in her hand.I suppress a sigh. This is the sixth time I've redraped the same piece of fabric.I undo every pin and start over.Beside me, Daisy whispers, "If she says 'again' one more time, I'm going to cry.""You said that yesterday.""I meant it yesterday too."I laugh under my breath.Madame Laurent's head snaps up. "If you're done entertaining yourselves..."The entire room goes quiet."...perhaps you can entertain me with decent work."Daisy mouths, We're dead.An hour later, Madame Laurent makes another round. She stops at my mannequin. Her fingers smooth over the shoulder line.She checks the waist. The hem. Then she walks away. No correction. No criticism.I blink. "Daisy...""What?""She didn't say anything."Daisy's eyes widen. "...Cass.""What?""I think that meas you're safe.."By lunch, everyone is exhausted. I collapse into my usual seat. Daisy drops beside me."I have news.""You sound excited.""I am."S

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   A DIFFERENT ROUTINE

    CASSYMy alarm rings at six. For the first time in months, I don't hit snooze.I throw the blanket aside, get dressed, and tie my hair into a loose ponytail before heading downstairs.The penthouse is quiet. I make myself toast and coffee. Halfway through breakfast, I hear footsteps.Sienna. She pauses when she sees me."You're awake.""I have class.""Hm."She walks toward the coffee machine. "You've been leaving earlier.""I have to."Another hum.That's becoming her favorite response these days.I finish eating and stand. "I'm leaving.""So early?""I want extra studio time."She nods once. "Fine."I wait. Usually she'd remind me to answer my phone. To text when I arrive and let the driver stay close.Today… nothing."Bye.""Have a good day."I blink. "...You too."By the time I arrive at Parsons, Daisy is already waiting outside. "There you are.""Were you waiting long?""Five minutes.""You could've gone inside.""I could have." She links her arm through mine. "But then I'd have

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   PROLOGUE

    TEN YEARS AGOSIENNAI'm going to tell you about the day I died.Not literally, my body kept breathing, kept walking around for another ten years. But the girl I was? She died in the cafeteria of Saint Catherine's Academy for Girls on a Tuesday in March, while a hundred privileged teenagers laughed

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   PLEASURE IN HELL

    CASSYShe's back in front of me. I feel her kneel down, putting us at eye level even though I still can't see her."Here's what's going to happen," she says. Her voice is soft now. Conversational, almost. Like we're friends discussing plans for brunch. "I'm going to touch you. I'm going to make you

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   THE CAGE

    CASSYThe Gilded Cage doesn't look like a place where desperate girls sell their souls.It looks like a five-star hotel.All marble and gold, ambient lighting that probably costs more per fixture than my current monthly rent, doormen in actual uniforms who open the doors with white-gloved hands and

  • THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN   TURNED ON

    CASSYThe bathroom is luxurious and private. I lock the door and lean against it, trying to catch my breath.My reflection in the mirror is obscene. I look flushed and wrecked. The collar is visible now, I must have been tugging at my neckline without realizing it.I look like I've been fucked, and

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