Izzie didn't even know how long she'd been driving but the sun had begun to set on the horizon. She was headed in no particular direction other than away. The whole time she couldn't help but feel the guilt of stealing a dead man's truck. She knew she shouldn't think of it that way, but she couldn't help it. It was bittersweet to be sat here where he used to sit. It still smelled like him which was equal parts as comforting as it was saddening. Things would never be the same without him."Where are we heading?" Cassius asked from the backseat, finally breaking the silence as he sat up. He was wrapped in Izzie's throw that he had grabbed off of the couch and used to cover himself while running to the car. He did look rather hilarious all snuggled up in a huge black velvety bundle with only his pale face visible beneath the heavy material, it was a welcome distraction from the pain she fel

  "I just don't understand why he would run," Cassius shook his head as they made their way back to the truck. The car park was now even emptier than before, which would have been a little eerie if Cassius hadn't have been right at the side of her. "Everyone has their reason, Cas," Izzie tried to reason with him. It became apparent as they had been checking out that the way Tristan had acted had really gotten to him. He had been quiet and in his own world up until now.  "But he's the heir for that branch of our family," he replied, "He and I were to take over at the same time, work together." He seemed really disheartened about it. It had never occurred to Izzie that Cassius might actually have wanted to take over from his father. Hopefully not to continue the horrendous acts that he was committing, but to take over as head of the family. Tristan recoiling from him had really hurt him even though Izzie hadn't seen it at the time. "He was like

 Before they knew it they were back on the couch with Cassius on top of her, their lips still locked in a passionate kiss. The tension between them had grown too much and Cassius had decided that he was going to seize what was his, not that she minded one bit. After being blue-ballsed by Brad last time this was long overdue and she'd be damned if anything was to interrupt them this time.There were no formalities or sweet caresses this time. His mouth was rough against hers, bruising her lips with the power of his kiss while his tongue dominated inside her mouth.  He broke off only to whip her vest and hoody off over her head with one swift movement and tossed them aside. He paused of a moment, his eyes darkening with lust as his gaze raked over her now exposed flesh. Izzie felt herself grow wet under the heat of his stare. She didn't know whether to throw her arms over herself or just to throw herself at hi

Creak.The noise was like thunder in the quiet darkened room. Izzie whipped around to see one of the doors hanging slightly ajar with a strong beam of light shining through on to the green rug. 

"What shall we do?" Cassius questioned from where he lay sprawled out across the couch. Izzie was sitting in the large armchair adjacent to him, curled up in her thick black blanket. She was currently in a food coma, with a belly being full to bursting. Cassius had really gone all out with her 'night-time breakfast'.She had only expected one, possibly two omelettes. Not only was there a cheesy omelette cooked to perfection, but he had also done her a side of bacon, toast and fried mushrooms. It was heavenly and she had cleaned the plate, even after her stomach had begun to protest that it was full. It had been just far too good to waste.She just shrugged in response. She was still heavily pregnant with her food baby and had just been happily enjoying his company. The thought of having