ANMELDENHmmm... Do you agree with Nicole? That Cassandra should thank Ethan? Do let me know your thoughts on the comment section. XO 😘
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… Alive. Wanted. Human. Things 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 been p
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
Cold water splashed hard against Cassandra's face. She gripped the edges of the marble sink and stared at her reflection in the large mirror.Her cheeks were slightly flushed. Her heart was still beating far too fast.The image of Ethan's hands cupping her face wouldn't stop replaying in her mind. The gentle brush of his thumbs. The softness in his voice. “You are gorgeous.”Cassandra groaned. She scooped another handful of water and splashed it onto her face.Just then, the washroom door opened and Nicole walked in. “You okay?”She moved beside Cassandra and pulled a few tissues from a dispenser, and then she stretched them out to her.Cassandra accepted them. “Sure.”Nicole raised an eyebrow. “That sounds convincing."Cassandra rolled her eyes as she dabbed her face dry. “I'm fine.”“Uh-huh.” Nicole leaned against the sink. “I did tell you that you could do better than plain hoodie and jeans.” She gestured dramatically at Cassandra's outfit.“I mean, you are Ethan Gray's fiancee now
Friday arrived too soon.A violent wave of nausea hit Cassandra Greene as she stepped out of the taxi, which had just pulled up in front of one of California's most exclusive bridal boutiques.“Oh God—”She barely managed to turn her head before throwing up beside the curb.Nicole rushed out of the taxi after her. “Easy, easy.”She placed one hand on Cassandra's back, patting her gently while her other hand held her hair in place. When the nausea eventually subsided, Nicole handed over a handkerchief. “Here.” “Thanks.” Cassandra wiped her mouth before taking a deep breath. “Does this happen often?”“Sort of.” Cassandra's voice came out weak even to her own ears.Nicole sighed softly and reached for Cassandra's arm, squeezing ever so gently. “And this is exactly why I'm anti-pregnancy.”They started toward the building ahead. The bridal boutique occupied three floors of a sleek glass structure bearing elegant gold lettering: Maison Élise Bridal Couture.The place looked less like a b
Nicole stared at Cassandra in disbelief. “Okay, first of all, that's not entirely true.”The wind was blowing hard now on both their faces, compelling their hairs to sway and dance.“Oh, but is.”Nicole groaned, rolling her eyes. “You are impossible.”Cassandra smiled into her coffee. Nicole shook her head.“You know word is he didn't just remove those stories.”Now this got Cassandra's attention. “What do you mean?”Nicole leaned closer. “I heard he blacklisted every media outlet and gossip blog that posted those articles. He even sued them. They are done for in the news industry. Done.”Cassandra blinked. Ethan had done that? All of it? For her?Nicole nudged her shoulder. “See? Pretend husband-to-be or not, he did something nice for you.”Cassandra remained quiet. Images flashed through her mind. The cruel headlines. The hateful comments. The articles mocking her. Then all of it disappearing overnight.Maybe… Maybe Ethan had actually felt bad… Maybe beneath all that arrogance and ic
“Here, have some more fruit, Mom.”Cassandra's face wore a wide smile as she held a slice of strawberry in a fork toward her mother.Loretha Greene leaned forward slightly and accepted it, chewing slowly before smiling back at her daughter.The late afternoon sun streamed through the hospital window, bathing the room in warm golden light. A variety of flowers put together by Cassandra sat on the windowsill, adding splashes of color against the sterile white walls.Accepting another fruit slice, Loretha studied her daughter carefully as she chewed. “What about school, dear? You have been here, stuck by my side for the last three days, you know?”Cassandra reached for her mother's hand and squeezed it gently. “I just like spending time with you, Mom.”She offered yet another piece of fruit.“Besides, nothing much is happening at school right now. I'll easily catch up next week.” Her lips curved proudly. “Your daughter is really smart, you know.”Loretha chuckled softly. “Oh, I know. Yo
The hospital room was a stretch of sterile white walls. The rhythmic thrum of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room. Cassandra wrung out a clean towel in a basin of warm water, her movements gentle as she dabbed it across her mother’s pale forehead.“You’re going to be fine, Mom, I promi
It was quiet when Cassandra arrived back at the mansion that was more a prison than a home. It was already the late hours of the evening. She stepped through the grand foyer, her footsteps echoing off the cold marble. Heading straight for the stairs, her body heavy with exhaustion, she slipped into
Cassandra didn't realize how much her world had changed until she was standing before the grand entrance hall of JK University. Usually, the sight of the ivy-covered stone brought her a sense of peace —a reminder of the scholarship she'd worked really hard for. Today, it felt like the entrance to s
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







