"Can't we just kill him?" Cassius asked for like the fifth time since they'd started this conversation, earning him yet another panicked look from, the now bound and gagged, Brad. "No!" Izzie and Jake chorused, pacing past each other in front of the chair that held Brad. The two of them were racking their brains as hard as they could to try and think of a way out of this. Killing Brad wasn't an option, it was always big news if an Elite was killed in action and there would be an extensive investigation into his death. Elites were t

 Izzie was so startled that she dropped the phone onto Cassius' lap as she jolted her head up to look at him. He was staring down at her with hooded grey eyes, tired but content. He groggily retrieved his phone from his lap, frowning at it and he sleepily fumbled for the unlock button. "Why did you have my phone?" he asked, as he seemed to struggle to put his passcode in. It really didn't appear that Cassius was any good with phones. His expertise seemed to end at making calls although he had proven in the past that he could spam te

Izzie fiddled with the chain on her clutch while she gazed out of the window, watching the headlights flash by as they hit the road out of town. She hadn't bothered to ask where they were going or where the party was taking place. Frankly, she was too nervous to speak at all. All of her confidence had evaporated as soon as she'd stepped outside and clapped eyes on the Aston Martin casually parked in her driveway. For some reason, she had envisioned them travelling in a chauffeur-driven car, in maybe some sort of limousine. Instead, Cassius would be the one driving them in his own luxury sports car and somehow that was worse. She had been so careful not to scratch the paintwork with her heels or catch the door when she was getting in. She'd never been in such an expensive car before, and the whole experience just made her feel uncomfortable, afraid that she may break or damage something. Then the whole weight of it had hit her as soon as the car had roared to life. This was really ha

 "Isabelle, I would like to introduce my cousins, Esther and Myra Lockwood," he smiled at her pointing to each of them in turn, and Izzie immediately felt herself blush. Cousins?So they weren't old flames or potential future ones?Only then did she really look at the two of them without jealousy clouding her vision. There was a distinct family resemblance between them and Cassius that she was only now noticing, they had the same high angled cheekbones and straight-cut nose that he did, albeit a tad more feminine. Then the biggest giveaway of all...The two sets of luminous grey eyes that were looking at her curiously. That colour could not be mistaken. What an idiot she was for letting herself get worked up before checking the facts. What was it about Cassius that made her this way? She gave them a nervous smile, hoping to everything that was holy that they didn't realise what she had been doing as she released her gr

There was the sound of crashes and smashes all around as if a bomb had gone off. Then came the tinkling sound of glass raining down upon the marble floor.  Air rushed into Izzie's lungs as the grip on her neck vanished and she had the sudden sensation of falling. Her vision was fuzzy as she was on the brink of losing consciousness. Without warning she hit the hard marble ground, her head cracked down hard. As quickly as she had gotten it, she lost her breath again as the impact knocked the air out of her and she felt a warm wet feeling begin to pool at the back of her head. What the hell was happening?There was a ringing in her ears from the blow to the head and her vision was hazier than ever, as she tried to focus on the domed ceiling high above her. The golden arches that held the ceiling up were just no staying still and the harder she tried to focus the more her head began to throb. She had to force her eyes to stay open as her eyelids tri