Gentle giant

Waking up in the arms of someone was always something I fantasized about. Only because of my rule, I could not sleep with any of my stepbrothers of mine because, at night, it was just me, and I.

"Good morning, beautiful." Of course. Today was weird as I woke up from the chest of Alex and we were still stinky.

"I gotta shower."

"Yes, my little piggy." He says like the annoying boy he is, planting a kiss into my hair later on.

"Come on. I'll help you up."

"No, I'm fine by myself." Insisting on carrying my weak body through my room, I begin to walk out of the door after blowing a kiss to Alex.

Today was Saturday and we had nothing to do.

Although, I was simply resting on my bed after having a little shower and the usual morning routine, a knock on the door distracts me.

"Yes, Louis?"

"Don't give me that face. I had my fun yesterday so I thought I will treat you to something today."

He says. The confusion grows in me because, for one, Louis can never deny the heat between us and will pounce on me any time during his day.

"Treat me to what? I'm not a dog." I say for no reason and close the door, or at least, an attempt was made.

"Tsk. Louis I'm tired."

"I know you're red alert is soon. Let me treat you to whatever you want." He makes a smile appear on my face as I open the door wider and hug him gently.

"You guys know me so well," I say, breathing in his fresh strawberry shower scent which enthralls me with a blissful pleasant feeling. I love his choice of scents and clothing. He is the manliest one of all for nothing.

"We do. Now come on. Get ready."

"In a minute~" singing, I go inside to change my dress as Louis waits with the other boys on the couch.

Selecting a peach frock from my closet, I pray to God that my days won't surprise me by coming early. Not at least today.

For safety measures, I do use a little panty liner for the white shit. Wearing a matching pair of heels, I walk out to be greeted by the many eyes that were watching me.

Everyone was wide awake by 10 am on a Saturday! Even Dan!

"How do I look!?" I twirl around like a dainty goddess. Howls of horny boys and men make me laugh as I approach Louis who stands up and is already in his work attire.

"Oh no," I comment on his clothes.

"I have no choice, sweetheart. Just an hour of work and you have me for the whole day."

"Fine. But give me your wallet and I will eat everything off at the cafe. I love the cafe."

"I know, princess. Now come on." He holds my hand, as though we were a couple as I blow a kiss to the rest. Out of all, Dan was the naughty one. He takes the air kiss and closes it in his fist while directing it to his crotch which makes me burst out in laughter.

Gosh, they're so goofy!

"Mr. Hoover. Have you got it?"

"We got our hands on it, sir. Is it for someone special?"

"Yes. Someone precious to me. Now don't let the media know about it too." Louis says to someone on the call.

"Don't let media know about what?" I curiously pose a question that he wasn't willing to answer. Instead, he grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles.

"You'll know soon, gorgeous."

"Okay, I guess." Saying that I patiently wait for the car to halt in front of the huge building.

"Hey! Stop!" I halt all of them with my voice as I bend in the front because Louis was blocking my view.

"What? What happened?" He was perplexed at my behavior.

"What is this wrench doing here!?" I whisper shout at Louis who looks at Ravina.

The queen bee of our campus.

"Dammit, Louis I have a double life to fucking maintain!" I scream in whispers again, hiding behind his tall frame as we begin walking again. There's no way anyone should know that I am one of the Johnsons.

I have asked my father about this and he changed the certificate name to something else which I go with Cassandra Bush. That is my fake name

The girl hiding under a thousand layers of clothing and protected by five powerful brothers of the Johnsons, they cannot possibly know who I am and what I am. They will suck onto me like a leech for all that I know.

I don't want to be recognized!

"Dammit, tell me now!" I demand Louis.

"Ravina is our new part-time receptionist, Cass. What are you so worked up on?"

"Oh no, who even gave you the post of the CEO when you can't even remember the little details of your little sister? I'm supposed to stay undercover and go by the name and shame of Cassandra Bush, remember!?" Shouting at him at his office, before his people, in this elevator, I lick my lips when I see him glaring at me.

"Cass. Watch your surroundings. And yes, that slipped my mind but I'm not the one responsible to hire everyone around here, am I? I can't even fire her without any proof."

"Well, her reputation is of a playgirl. That will be more than enough."

"Actually," he turns to me, "Maybe it's you who has to give up on living a double life hereafter, Cassie. It's a tremendous effort to look ugly when you're born beautiful you know."

"Jeez, Louis. You're a boy, I'm a girl. Our worlds are subsequently so different that when we crash, we fucking give birth!" I say to which the people in the elevator begin to laugh their lungs out including Louis himself.

"Don't embarrass me! Support me!" I slap Louis on his arm.

"Okay, darling. You have my support. But before that, I have something that will calm you down."