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MNWD 31

Marc approached them, his face red with anger. "Cassandra! What are you doing?" All eyes were now on them. It was an embarrassing scene, tarnishing the company's reputation. Marc grabbed his niece’s hand tightly. His grip hurt Cassandra, and she tried to pull away. "I apologize for the inconvenience. Please enjoy the facilities before the main event starts," Marc said, bowing slightly to the guests watching them. Then, he pulled Cassandra away from the crowd, completely ignoring Viona, who was still in shock, unsure what to do about her now-red-stained white dress. "What the hell was that?" Marc demanded once they were far enough. "Why are you acting like a crazy person, Cassandra?" Cassandra crossed her arms, showing no remorse for what she had done. "You tell me! Explain everything about that woman right now!" she snapped. Marc scowled. "Cassandra! Stop acting like a spoiled child!" "A child? So... after everything we’ve done together, you still see me as a kid?" she prote

MNWD 32

Marc was losing control. He tugged down the black lace fabric covering her intimate parts. But just as he was about to give in to his desires, his phone rang. For a moment, Marc glanced at the slim device. His older brother's name flashed on the screen. Marc frowned. Irfan never called him this late at night. Without hesitation, he picked up. "Marc! Are you with Cassandra? Did you book a room and let her stay there? Why isn’t she home?" Irfan bombarded him with questions, making Marc panic instantly. "So… she didn’t come home?" Marc asked, quickly zipping up his pants and fixing his shirt. "Don’t worry. I’ll find her right now." Viona could only watch as Marc disappeared behind the door. Her hands clenched into fists, trembling with anger. "Why does nothing ever go my way? Damn it!" she cursed. She grabbed the wine glass from the table and hurled it at the door Marc had just left through. --- “Cassandra, where did you go?” Marc muttered as he drove. His eyes scanned the str

MNWD 33

"Rex, harder!" Reana ordered her husband.The man accelerated his back and forth movements to the sound of his wife's increasingly rapid breathing. He sped up, chasing the pleasure he wanted to reap together.Reana squeezes the LV-designed bed cover tightly. Her back arched aesthetically. Her head looks up with her eyes closed in satisfaction. "This is crazy! This is absolutely insane!" Marc shouted as he barged into Rexy’s room again.Realizing he had just interrupted a very intimate moment between husband and wife, Marc quickly turned around, scratching his head awkwardly.Reana gasped, yanking the blanket up to cover herself before rushing into the bathroom.“Damn it! Rex, we need to fire Markonah right now!” she snapped, furious about the intrusion.Rexy quickly put his clothes back on, knowing Marc wouldn’t have barged in like this unless something serious had happened.“Alright, tell me everything.”Marc explained everything—the chaos, Cassandra’s disappearance, and the words V

MNWD 34

"What could the passcode be?"Cassandra tried entering Marc’s birthdate. She clicked her tongue in frustration when it didn’t work. One last chance."Hmm... could he have used my birthdate?" she guessed. "Whatever, I'll just try it. Who knows, maybe it’s right."With a bit of hesitation, Cassandra entered her six-digit birthdate. She let out a cheer when the indicator light blinked green.Her heart fluttered. This was proof that Marc hadn’t truly forgotten about her. He had even used her birthdate as his apartment code, showing that he always kept her in mind.At that moment, she was sure—her feelings weren’t one-sided, contrary to what she had thought before.Cassandra glanced around the apartment. Pretty tidy for a single guy’s place. It just needed a woman’s touch to make it feel fresh and lively.She grabbed the pile of dirty clothes stacked in the corner and tossed them into the washing machine. While the machine did its work, she turned on the little round cleaning robot to take

MNWD 35

Marc lifted his girl's petite body onto the kitchen table. He freed everything on the table with his one free arm. He hugged her body tightly, while Cassandra wrapped her legs around his waist. Marc was like crazy. He could no longer contain his desire. His head ached, unable to contain his desire for the pleasures of his heavenly world. His shaft hardened perfectly, making the pants he wore feel so tight. Cassandra reached for her belt buckle. She quickly pulled the belt around her waist to free something hidden beneath the pants. Marc sighed. He tried to regain control of himself. But Cassandra didn't seem to want to give him a chance. Cassandra wrapped the belt around his neck and pulled him back closer to her. She greedily kissed Marc's lips while her hands began to probe his hard abs.Marc removed the clothes covering his lover's body one by one. He caressed her soft, clean skin."Let me be a woman for you, just tonight," Cassandra whispered. "I want it so badly." Marc coul

MNWD 36

"What do you mean, Irfan?"Marc stared at his brother in shock. He still couldn’t believe what he had just heard. For years, the man standing in front of him had been hiding a huge secret—one Marc had never known.Irfan waved a hand dismissively. "Ah… forget what I said," he muttered, avoiding Marc’s question. "Marc, help me find her. We need to find Cassandra, now!""But where do we even start looking?"Irfan tapped his forehead with a finger. "Think about it. If you were in her shoes, where would you go?"He glanced at his watch. "I have to get to the airport. I can’t miss my flight."Without a second thought, Irfan walked out of Marc’s office, completely unconcerned about the storm of questions swirling in his brother’s mind.Marc watched him go, still in disbelief."How could Cassandra not be Irfan’s daughter?" he muttered in doubt."You need to find out the truth," Rexy, who had been listening the whole time, spoke up. "Don’t even think about being with her until you’re absolutel

MNWD 37

Marc clenched the piece of paper in his hand, his anger boiling over."That kid actually had the nerve to run away with Cassandra!" he growled.Without wasting another second, Marc rushed out of the house. Now he knew exactly where to look for his niece. ---"Are you sure?" Fritz asked once more."Yeah. And we should go now before I change my mind." Cassandra adjusted the round object on her head, tightening the straps of her backpack before hopping onto Fritz’s motorcycle.Fritz grinned triumphantly. He couldn’t believe it—Cassandra, the girl he had a crush on, actually agreed to elope with him! What had started as a joke was now becoming reality.He lowered the visor on his helmet, glancing at the piece of paper in his hand—the address Cassandra had given him just moments ago.Fritz revved up his bike and sped down the asphalt road. Distance didn’t matter to him, not as long as Cassandra was by his side.Every now and then, he smiled to himself. He could feel her arms wrapped aroun

MNWD 38

Cassandra stared at the woman who emerged from the house. The middle-aged woman squinted as if struggling to see who had come. "Aunt Mona?" Cassandra guessed immediately as the woman stopped in front of her. She glanced between the photo in her hand and the woman she had just addressed. "Yes, I’m Mona. But… who are you?" Mona replied, shifting her gaze between Cassandra and Fritz. Cassandra held up the photo she was holding—a picture of two teenage girls who looked very close. Mona and Marini, Cassandra’s biological mother. Mona took the photo, put on the glasses hanging around her neck, and examined the old picture. "Yes, this is me and…." Mona furrowed her brows as she looked at Cassandra. "Are you her daughter?" Cassandra nodded, gazing at the old woman with hope in her eyes. Her teary eyes reflected the emotion in her heart. It was like seeing someone she never expected to appear in her life. She raised her trembling right hand and placed it on Cassandra’s cheek. "You… loo

MNWD 39

"Marc." Viona scanned her surroundings. "Are you sure we didn’t take the wrong way?" Her heart shrank as she noticed the road they were on had narrowed significantly. It was getting steeper and rougher. Not only that, but the unpaved path revealed a steep drop on one side, making her even more nervous about continuing forward. "We should be in the right place. You see that point, right?" Marc replied, pointing at his GPS screen. "But… there’s no way they’d come to a remote place like this. No houses, no shops, nothing. The road is even this bad," Viona grumbled. "What if our car breaks down, runs out of gas, or even worse—what if our tire blows out or something…" "Why are you being so paranoid?" Marc scolded. He stopped the car. "Just get out here. I never asked you to come with me to find my nephew!" "No!" Viona refused. "I’m going wherever you go." Marc let out an annoyed sigh. He started driving again, slowly. He couldn't deny that he was also curious about why his niece had

MNWD 40

“Sorry, I just can't do it,” Mona said.“I already know everything. I just… I want to hear your version of the story,” Cassandra pressed. “So please, stop lying to me.”“Sandra, I’m not lying,” Mona quickly denied. “Marini loved Irfan. Just like Irfan loved her. Everyone in our school called them the modern-day Romeo and Juliet.”“Then who is Haris?” Cassandra demanded. “How do you explain his connection to my mom?”“This is my fault. Haris should never have come between them,” Mona said. “Believe what Irfan told you. You are their daughter. Just forget about Haris.”“But, Auntie—”“Haris was just a passing breeze between them.” Mona sighed and stood up. “I’ll go make dinner for you guys.”Once again, Cassandra was left stunned. She got no information at all about Haris' identity. How could this woman be so insistent that Irfan and Marini truly loved each other?Cassandra saw Fritz appear at the door. Still upset over what had happened at the spring earlier, she quickly stood up. She

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