CHAPTER 3
CASSANDRA“Are you Cassandra Johnson?” The petite woman asks me while blocking my path, annoying me seriously.“Who the hell are you?” I ask angrily, folding my arms across my chest.“I suggest you show some respect.” The man in suit says, scaring me a little, so I kept shut with a scowl on my face. I look behind me, realizing the guy I was with earlier was gone. I don’t blame him for bailing on me, he doesn’t know me and these people might be after my life… for whatever insane reason that could be.“To answer your question, Cassandra, I’m your savior.” She says with a friendly smile, but I still don’t trust her at all.“If you’re looking for someone to play games with, I’m not the right person, so maybe you should look further. I have way too much problems to add more to it, so please, leave me be.” I say, attempting to leave, but the stupid man blocks my path again.“Would you stop blocking my path?!” I yell in frustration, throwing my hands in the air.“I know who you are, and I know you need money, and I can give it to you. I can change your life Cassandra.”I pause, thinking about it. “Who are you?”“Victoria Rodriguez.” She says with a tinge of pride in her voice. My eyes bulge open as I stare at her clearly, realizing it was true; I’m talking to Victoria Rodriguez. I must be dreaming. I must be so drunk I’m hearing and seeing things. “Are you drunk?” I ask myself aloud, laughing hysterically.“You… definitely are drunk, but Yes! I am the one and only Victoria Rodriguez, and I need you to do something very important for me, and in return, I’ll give you a reward you’ll definitely love.”I chuckle nervously, wondering what she could want from me. “I don’t have anything you could possibly want; you are Miss Rodriguez for Christ’s sake.”“Of course, you couldn’t possibly have anything I’d want…” She starts making me discreetly roll my eyes-rich people and their pride, “…but there is something I want you to do for me.” She concludes, staring at me seriously.“Which is?” I trail off unsurely before quickly adding, “And of all the people at the bar, I am the only one that can do this for you?” I ask, and she nods.“You’re right, I am not drunk, you’re the drunk one.” I say, starting to walk away expecting the guy in suit to stop me but surprisingly, he doesn’t. Good riddance.“A hundred million dollars.” I stop abruptly on my feet, turning to face her.“Excuse me?” I say, in shock.“I’ll give you a hundred million dollars for the job. Half before you start, and the remaining half after you complete it.” She explains patiently, making me close and open my mouth like a fish.“A-a hundred… million do… dollars?” I stammer, emphasizing on the word ‘million’. A hundred million dollars will change my life completely. I can pay for the house and say goodbye to mortgage officers. I can finally send my younger brother, Cole, to a much better university, and quit my fucking job and start my own business.“Yes! A hundred million dollars.” She says again.“You are not joking, are you?’ I ask, brushing my hands through my hair. This is crazy.“I’m being serious. You just have to do one simple thing for me.”“I still can’t think of anything I could possibly do for you.”“Mac.” She beckons to the big guy. He walks up to me, and hands me a picture. I look at them both before collecting the picture and looking at the person in it.“Nicholas Bennett.” I say, identifying the person in the picture to be him. I look back at her, “I don’t understand? What am I to do with his picture?”“I want you to kill that bastard.” She spits out in anger, her tone heavily laced with venom. What she said finally sinks in, making me stagger backwards. I… should kill, as in, take a life I can’t give. Hell no! What the actual fuck?!I take a few steps away from her. “I don’t understand what you’re saying Miss Victoria, I think you have the wrong person. I run at the sight of a cockroach, and would literally drop dead if a rat passes me, and you want me to take a life? I have never killed anyone nor thought about killing someone; maybe I think of killing my boss from time to time but I can’t actually do it, those were just empty threats. Even if I was given a gun, I’d never do it, and now I’m just blabbing.” I say hurriedly.“You’re such a character Cassandra, and no, I’m not kidding, I want you to kill that man in the picture, and I want it done before the end of this year; which gives you… a few weeks.” She states.“Blood of Jesus! Woman, you’re crazy… This is crazy. What makes you think I can kill a person? And why the fuck am I still here having this conversation with you?” I yell.“The answer to your first question is you need the money, your brother needs it too, and so does your house, which is the last memory you have of your father. Did I forget to mention you can send your step-mum to jail for cheating you out of your properties? The answer to your second question is simple; you’re considering my offer, and you want the money.” She smirks, circling me.“I do need the money, but not to the point where I have to kill for it. Thank you for your offer, but you have the wrong person. You can look further, there’s definitely someone willing to do it, and I promise to keep my mouth sealed on our conversation.” I say, turning to walk away.She hands me a business card, “In case you change your mind, ring me up.”“I won’t change my mind, so I don’t need it.” I say, refusing the card, but she presses it into my palm.“Keep it, you never know what might happen.” She says, and then leaves, with her bodyguard following closely behind her. I just stare at her, wrapping my head around what had just happened. From almost getting fired from work to a crazy encounter with an equally crazy human being, who thinks it’s normal and okay to walk up to anyone, and offer them money to kill. I mean, do I look like a killer? And most importantly, why does she know so much about my life? I absentmindedly walk back to the dance floor, and towards the counter.“There you are. Where in the world were you? Julian and I have been searching everywhere for you.” Frank asks, concern written all over his face.“I’m sorry, I just… I got tipsy and lost my way.” I discreetly put the business card in my bag, before picking it up.“And that’s all there is to it? Are you sure you’re okay?” He asks, knowing fully well I was lying about just being tipsy.“Yeah! I’m just tired, I’ll be going home now, and please help me tell Julian I’m fine.” I say, about to leave when he hands me my extremely dirty Jacket.“Found it being stomped upon, on the dance floor.” He says, holding in his laughter at my horrified expression. My beautiful jacket. Urgh! Can this day get any worse?I mutter a bitter ‘thank you’ and leave the bar, to head home.CHAPTER 4CASSANDRAI get home quarter to midnight because I trekked home thanks to the fact that there were no cabs, I couldn’t afford to order an Uba, and also because I stayed out late; courtesy of Ma’am Victoria and her very annoying bodyguard. As soon as I climb the porch up to the doorstep, I sight a pile of letters. I look around for a while wondering who could have sent me the letters. With trepidation, I pick them all up and then look for my keys in my bag. I unlock the door, enter the house before locking it after me. I take off my heels at the door, letting out a relieved groan, as I walk into the sitting room barefooted, not bothering to wear my flip-flops. I dump the stack of letters on the table before throwing my bag on the living room couch. “I’m so thirsty, I need water.” I yawn, walking to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I pour myself a glass of water before walking back into the living room. I gulp down the water in one try before picking up my phone to
CHAPTER 5CASSANDRA“I don't get it sir.” I say, backing away from my boss’s touch. He had called me into his office this morning to drop some folders and has been trying to touch me. I definitely do not want to deal with this dick's flirtatious glares and corny disgusting remarks this morning. He’s tall, and… I guess, hot, but he has a very nasty character, and that’s just a total turnoff for me in a guy. I just want to work and then go home to think of a solution to my life, why must he bother me?“Cassandra, you know what I want.” Max, my boss says moving closer to me, making me roll my eyes, and back away.“I do not know what you want sir, I dropped the folder on your desk already and I would like to take my leave as I have other things to attend to.” I say but he holds my hand firmly. I swear to God if he tries stupid shit, I will kick him in the crotch and spit right in his face. Stay calm Cassy, you have dealt with his stupid personality for three years now so you can do it.“L
CHAPTER 6CASSANDRAI sigh, dropping my head to my desk in frustration. The office closed thirty minutes ago and everyone has gone to their various homes, except me. I’ve been writing a resignation letter, and I’ve written up to five now, and I just feel it doesn’t cover everything I want to say to that crazy person I call my boss. I want it to cover all the hatred I feel towards him, and how much he disgusts me, and how long I’ve wanted to leave his company."Why are you still here, not going home yet?" I let out a sigh, knowing fully well who it is. I look back to see my boss, the devil I was just thinking about, staring at me hungrily, making me cringe.I start to pack up my things from my desk, deciding to drop the resignation letter at his desk tomorrow. "I am leaving now, I just need to wrap up a few things and I will be done." I say, trying my best to ignore his lustful gaze."Do you want me to drive you home?" He asks, his footsteps getting closer."No, there will be no need f
CHAPTER 7NICHOLASNicholas sits on the sofa inside the room that is brightened by a red bulb making the room red. After a few minutes, the girl who he had seen earlier dancing with the pole walks into the room, with a huge smile on her smile, in a transparent black jacket through which he can still see her red underwear inside. She closes the door, and walks towards him."Wendy is it?" He asks and she nods her head, still smiling. "Come over here." He beckons for her and she walks over to where he was sitting before joining him on the sofa, sitting on his laps."Do you know who I am?" He asks, a smirk on his face. "Yes." She whispers, starting to give him a lap dance."Oh! really?" He asks and she smirks too."The famous…” She licks his earlobe, “…handsome…” she places his hands on her laps, “…and gentle, Nicholas Bennett.” She slurs out, making him chuckle."And is that what you think of me?" He asks rubbing her laps."I think all those things about you are true, and I personally f
CHAPTER 8CASSANDRAI don't know what is more funny, the fact that I'm supposed to be disguised as a broke homeless pig or the fact that I am actually broke, since the money Victoria sent to me isn’t mine until I finish the job, although I’ve spent a couple millions out of it to pay the Mortgage officers. How hard is it to kill a person, it can't be that hard, right? Killing Nicholas should be easy, right; since I don't know him and I just have to stab him or shoot him? Oh God! why do I have a bad feeling about this?Okay Cassy, you can do this; you have to do this because there is no backing out of this now. You collected the money and you’ve already spent out of the money to pay the mortgage officers which is the best thing that had happened to you in years, you already sent money to your brother too, and if you quit, you’ll have to return the money, and you know you can’t get that amount of money even if you work non-stop for the next five years. Anyways, you’re rich now, so you sh
CHAPTER 9NICHOLAS“Cassandra, but you can call me Cassy.” Cassy smiles at Nick, her smile drawing him in further."I don’t think I need to introduce myself, you already know me, but I’m Nicholas, and you can call me Nick. Now that we know each other, can we go to your new home?" He says, and she laughs, as he leads her to where his car is parked. He opens the front-seat for her, and when she enters, rushes to the driver’s seat, and starts to drive towards his mansion.He glances at her for a brief moment, and returns his gaze to the road ahead. He has no idea what it is but something about her makes him want to help her. She was homeless and poor and yet she refused his offer, and held onto her pride and dignity, and that makes him want to help her more. "Tell me about yourself Cassandra." He says as he drives on, his eyes not leaving the road.She is quiet for a while, as if not wanting to talk, “Well I am an only child. My mother died when I was young, and my dad died when I was f
CHAPTER 10CASSANDRA"I'm in! Cassandra, you are in." I chant as soon as Nicholas leaves for work due to whatever emergency he has. I don't get why Victoria wants to kill a nice man like Nicholas. He’s so nice, gentle, thoughtful, and definitely interested in me. I caught every single moment of him staring at me with a distant look, and that one time when he looked at my lips, and looked away quickly. He’s definitely falling for me, and hard.I don’t know; is it because he’s too rich or just stupid, because I would never let a stranger that I met on the road live with me, and even pay her money. I guess he’s just too quick to trust people, but either ways, it’s a very stupid thing to do; picking up someone from and dumping them in your house without knowing them, and the fact that he just believed everything I said to him is even more baffling.I could have been lying, and he wouldn’t have known, and yet he just believed everything. I wonder where he was raise, because he definitely r
CHAPTER 11CASSANDRAA week living inside Nicholas's house has been like heaven on earth. Although I have to clean the entirety of his mansion and prepare food every time, but I eat what I feel like eating, drink what I want to and did I mention how sweet he is? He also talks to me about his day at work and other things, but one thing I’ve noticed is that he doesn't talk much about his family and when he does, he only talks about his mum and how he is also an only child, and then changes the topic almost immediately. We’re now close but not close enough for me to kill him."Hey, good morning." He says as soon as he gets down the stairs in only shorts, with his abs on full display. I must admit he looks so sexy? He isn't going to work today because it's a Saturday.“Good morning Nick, did you sleep well?" I ask him with a big smile, as I finish setting up the table for breakfast."Yes, I did. Also, thanks for Last night’s dinner, it was perfect." He says, making me blush hard, “Did you