LOGIN“Wait… Am I trying to look good for… him?” Cassandra is sure something 😂😂 Please my lovely readers, don't forget to vote and gift the story. XO 😘
A few minutes later, Cassandra was gaping at the woman Ethan had just introduced to her downstairs.The woman looked to be in her early forties. She wore a neatly tailored cream blouse tucked into a pair of black trousers, her dark hair pulled back into a sleek bun. A warm smile rested on her lips as she extended a hand.“Hello, Miss Greene. My name is Rose Bennett. I’m a certified nutritionist, and I’ll be working with you throughout your pregnancy.”Cassandra stared at the offered hand. Then at Ethan. Then back at Rose.“A nutritionist?”Rose smiled politely. “Yes ma’am.”Cassandra’s brows rose slowly. She turned toward Ethan again. “Can I talk to you?”Before he could answer, Cassandra grabbed his hand and pulled him a few steps away from Rose.“A food nutritionist, really?” she kept her voice hushed. “Aren’t you being a little too much?”Ethan shook his head seriously. “No. I don’t think so.”Cassandra blinked in disbelief. “What…”“The doctor said you’re severely malnourished, rem
Her palms pressed against the solid warmth of his chest. His arm remained firmly around her waist. And her cheek was almost pressed against his neck.Ethan had frozen. His heart was slamming hard against his ribcage now.He could feel her. Her warmth. Her soft body pressed against his, her petite frame fitting so perfectly in his arms.The faint scent of vanilla, berries and flowers clung to her skin, filling his senses in a way that made it suddenly difficult to think straight. He could even feel the soft rise and fall of her breathing against him.And then it hit him. She was so close… so close that she just might hear how hard his heart was pounding.His eyes widened slightly.Instinctively, Ethan quickly pushed Cassandra away. Not roughly. Just enough to create some distance between them.“I—” He cleared his throat. “I… uh…”The words died in his throat.Ethan frowned. Wait a minute. Was he actually stuttering?His brows furrowed in disbelief. That was something Ethan Gray never
The drive back to the mansion was unusually quiet. Cassandra sat by the window, her arms folded tightly across her chest as she watched Los Angeles blur past. Her face was burning hot in embarrassment and that upset her even more than the events of several minutes ago…Beside Cassandra, Ethan was sitting rather too comfortably against the leather seat, occasionally glancing in her direction. For several minutes, he said nothing. Then the corner of his lips slowly lifted.“So…”Cassandra’s eyes narrowed as she slowly turned to him. She already didn’t like that tone. “So what?” Amusement danced in Ethan’s blue eyes as he met her gaze, his lips still curved ever so smugly. “About what the doctor said.”Cassandra immediately groaned. “Oh God. Don’t.”Ethan’s smirk curved even more upwards, an unmistakable mischievous glint playing in his eyes.“But according to Doctor Franklin, I am medically obligated to—”“Stop!” Cassandra’s face was crimson now. But Ethan didn’t stop. “Why so upset, F
The moment Ethan’s sleek black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of Bellissimo Firenze, one of the most exclusive Italian restaurants in Los Angeles, camera flashes immediately erupted from every direction.The paparazzi, dozens of them, lurked everywhere. Cassandra had barely stepped out of the car before cameras were already pointed at her face.Ethan naturally rounded the vehicle and offered her his hand. She slipped her hand into his, managing a smile as another flash exploded in her face.Ethan’s security escorts immediately swung into action, forming a protective ring around the duo as they made their way toward the restaurant’s entrance.The restaurant itself looked like something out of a movie. Well, at least to Cassandra. Specifically those scenes where the billionaire takes the regular girl he has fallen for on some fancy date in some fancy restaurant. Nicole would often force her to binge-watch such movies with her.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Soft golden lights
PRESENTThe taste of Cassandra's lips. It had been everything Ethan had thought it would be. He hadn't been able to get enough of it.They had moved on to his suite afterwards and it had been—Ethan's grip tightened around the wine glass he was still slowly swirling. That night had been the best night of his life.Not because of the sex. Although that had been great too. Even though her touches had been clumsy and her kisses inexperienced. No. That night had been the best in his life because she'd made him feel…like an actual person. Something, he hadn't felt in a long time. But then, the next morning, she had disappeared. And for one brief, stupid moment—Seeing the bloodstains on the sheets—Ethan had thought she was simply a sweet girl who had been naive enough to give her first time to him.He had even felt responsible. It was why he had put his men on her. But then, after investigating her and finding out she had a sick mother who needed urgent surgery, the side of him that had be
The entire drive back to Ethan Gray's mansion was painfully quiet. The city lights flashed past as the car cut through the busy streets of Los Angeles.Cassandra didn't turn away from the window. Not even once.Beside her, Ethan kept his eyes fixed on the road. His expression remained impassive. Cold.His mind spiralled though, with thoughts of the chocolate-brown haired petite woman sitting quietly beside him.By the time the car rolled into the driveway, Cassandra was already reaching for the door.“Goodnight.” Her words came out in a rush and before Ethan could even respond, she practically bolted from the car and sprinted towards her bedroom. In her bedroom, Cassandra heaved herself onto the bed. And then she slowly turned to face the ceiling, staring at it blankly as she took deep successive breaths. “Don't move.” Cassandra's eyes squeezed shut. It wouldn't stop playing in her head. Ethan rising from his seat and leaning towards her. His thumb brushing over the corner or her
Soft gasps. Shallow pants. Heavy, ragged breaths.It took a moment for Cassandra’s vision to stop spinning when she finally came to. Her eyelids felt like lead, but as they fluttered open, the sheer scale of her unfamiliar surroundings forced her wide awake.A sharp gasp escaped her lips. She was in
“Oh God!”Cassandra's hands trembled as she gaped at the double lines staring back at her from the display of the PT strip she was clutching. Her breathing hitched as flashes of that night—the blurred lights of the bar, the scent of expensive cologne, and the weight of a man she didn't even know—pla
Flash. Flash. Flash.The moment the black SUV pulled up the red carpet of the Vanguard Estate, the night exploded.Ethan led Cassandra out of the vehicle and they started towards the entrance. The paparazzi were all over the place. “Ethan! Who is she?”Cassandra squinted against the stretch of came
“What? Marry you? Are you insane?” Cassandra wasn't sure if she was more stunned or insulted.Ethan rolled his eyes, the gesture so casual it was infuriating. “Quit being dramatic. It was cute for the first five minutes; now it’s just exhausting. We both know you’d kill for a deal like this.”Cassan







