All Chapters of THE RUIN OF CASSY BEAUMONT: BOUGHT AND BROKEN: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

39 Chapters

THE RETRACTION

SIENNACassy refuses to go home. "I'm coming with you," she says in the car. Her voice is hoarse from crying but steady."You need to rest-""I need answers." She looks at me. Her eyes are red-rimmed but fierce. "Evans framed my sister because of me. Daniel published those photos because my mother paid him. I need to know the whole truth."I study her face. She's exhausted and traumatized. There's a bruise on her cheek where Evans hit her."Okay," I say. "You can come. But you stay behind me. Understood?""Yes, Ma'am." The words are automatic but they still send heat through me.I take her hand. "Are you really okay?""No," she says honestly. "But I will be, after we finish this."The motel in Jersey is exactly as depressing as I expected. Peeling paint, flickering neon sign. The kind of place people go when they're running from something.Wendy meets us in the parking lot. "Room 147," she says. "He's inside alone. I've had eyes on him since this morning. He hasn't left.""Good work."

AFTER THE STORM

CASSYI am in the bathroom when Delilah comes rushing into Sienna's room. "Cass! You need to see this." I wrap my towel around my body and step out, water dripping from my wet hair. "What is it, Dee?"She shows me her phone, and I see that Daniel's retraction is making headlines. Bridget Beaumont has been identified as the mastermind behind the scandal, and the FBI has declared Bridget wanted. She is to be brought in for questioning."This is progress." I say calmly. Delilah doesn't say anything. Instead, she hugs me. "Things are looking up. You should find peace."She looks around. "Sienna left already?""Yeah. She has a 9 o'clock with her lawyers, board members, and Wendy. You know... the scandal of the leaked article and something to do with her investors.""Wow... that's rough." Delilah shrugs. "I'll make breakfast." She says, leaving the room.As she reaches the door, she stops. "Sienna was wrong to hide Evans' setup from us. I am going to talk to her about it, Cass.""Just let i

HER OWN NAME

SIENNAI see the way Cassy's jaw clenches when she enters the room, but I say nothing. I am already exhausted from clearing up the mess Bridget and her fan boy caused. I can't deal with any more drama at home, not even from Delilah.I notice how quiet and focused Cassy is since she entered the room."Hey.""Hey." She replies, turning her attention to me.That "Hey" that passes between us has been frequent. I say hi, she says hi. Is this what not being dominant feels like? It will take a lot for me to adjust."What are you doing?""Sienna, earlier Delilah told me to get a life outside this." She gestures around. "Outside you." Her eyes fix on me."Really now?" I raise an eyebrow."Yes, I thought about it, and I think she's right." Her voice is soft."Delilah is a child. You shouldn't take everything she says to you seriously." I say, not looking at her."She may be younger, but she's smart, and I'm not saying that to put myself down.""Hmm...""Well? Won't you say anything? Don't you t

WHAT SHE CHOSE

CASSYI feel Sienna's eyes on my body, and it just turns me on. "Cassy... come here." Her eyes are dark. At that moment, I know what she wants. What our bodies want even though we just argued a few moments ago. "Yes, ma'am." I say automatically.I crawl up to her. Thoughts of lust and desire spiral through my head."You've been a naughty girl." Sienna kisses me hard until we are both gasping for breath.That was so hot, but I need to keep my thoughts in check. Though my pussy thinks otherwise as it is already soaked and throbbing.I press my thighs together trying to keep my sexual urge in check. "Promise you won't interfere.""I'll think about it.""No. Promise me. Sienna... please." It feels like I'm begging her to fuck me."I like it when you beg. Maybe you can make me see reasons."Oh... I stare at her, remembering all the hot things she made me go through, the turn ons and how frequently she made me wet my panties. I start craving her badly and the things she does to me.Right

DELILAH LEAVES

CASSYIt's been three days now, and I've been checking my email, and I haven't seen anything yet. "You'll hurt your eyes staring at the screen all the time." Sienna says without looking at me. She is already dressed for work. "I have an early meeting. The driver will take Delilah to the airport by 11 am. Make sure you're off that bed by then to accompany her."She kisses my cheek and leaves me. No words of encouragement whatsoever. I run a hand through my hair in exasperation.I stand up and freshen up. Then I go downstairs and meet Delilah already dressed and eating breakfast. "Good morning, Cass. Rough night? I made breakfast.""Morning Dee... yeah, something like that..." I drag my feet as I go get bacon and eggs from the kitchen counter."What's wrong, Cass?" Delilah is suddenly beside me, making me jump a little. "Uhm... nothing. It's just that I haven't received anything from Parsons. Maybe... maybe I was rejected." The urge to cry is so strong."Hey... don't say that." She h

PARSONS

CASSYSienna doesn't come in to console me or anything. I don't know when I drift off to sleep. I wake up and check the time. It's 3 AM. I am dehydrated and decide to get a glass of water from the kitchen.I walk quietly towards the kitchen."Thought you were going to stay in there forever.""Jesus!" I almost have a heart attack. "Why the hell are you sitting in the dark?" I press my hand to my chest."I couldn't..." Her voice is low."You couldn't sleep?" "Ridiculous. I just had work to do." She crosses her arms."Without your laptop? In the sitting room. Not even in your study." I raise an eyebrow. "Just say you couldn't sleep without me... I couldn't sleep too." I shrug."Don't flatter yourself." She stands up and walks to her room.She doesn't know I catch the faint flush on her face. A small smile comes to my lips.I get a glass of water before going to Sienna's room. "Welcome back, Your Highness." She says dryly.I sit on the edge of the bed and try Delilah again and she picks

MADAME LAURENT

CASSYI call Delilah the moment I wake up. She screams so loudly I have to pull the phone away from my ear."I KNEW IT!" she shouts. "I TOLD YOU!"I laugh. "You did.""I told you not to give up! So... are you finally going to believe your big sister?"I roll my eyes even though she can't see me. "I'll think about it."She snorts. "Brat."The next four days disappear in a whirlwind. Orientation day arrives much faster than I expected.I stand in front of the mirror for almost twenty minutes. Nothing feels right.Too casual, formal. Too plain or too much."What are you doing?"I turn around. Sienna is already dressed for work, watching me from the doorway."I don't know what to wear.""Wear clothes."I stare at her. "Very helpful."I sigh dramatically before pulling out another outfit. "What about this?"She barely glances at it. "It covers everything.""Sienna!" I throw the blouse at her."What?" She catches it without effort. She hangs the blouse back inside the wardrobe. "You'll be l

HER FIRST DAY

CASSYI stare straight ahead as she flips through my sketchbook. From one page to another. Then another. My heartbeat pounds in my ears."This one." She taps a page. "Why did you stop here?""I...""You have ten designs leading to this one.""Yes.""And then nothing.""I wasn't satisfied.""Were you blocked?"I hesitate. "...Yes."She closes the sketchbook. "I can tell."Heat rushes to my cheeks."You think too much before your pencil touches paper."My eyes widen. How does she know?"You hesitate." She places the sketchbook back on my desk."Hesitation kills creativity." Then she walks away.I don't know whether to feel insulted… or exposed because she's right."Pair up." Madame Laurent's voice cuts through the room."We'll begin with introductions."People immediately start turning toward one another. I look left. The girl beside me has already paired with someone else. I look right. Same thing. Great. I stand there awkwardly until a voice comes from behind me."You look as lost as

GHOST OF THE ARTICLE

CASSYOne by one, everyone leaves. Even Daisy. She pauses by my desk."You okay?""I think so.""You think?"I laugh weakly. "I'll text you."She studies my face for a second before nodding. "Okay."The studio empties. Only Madame Laurent and I remain. She walks around my workstation."You were distracted today.""I'm sorry.""I didn't ask for an apology."She picks up one of my sketches. "You have talent."I blink. That… that isn't what I expected."But talent without discipline is useless." She places the page back down."Do you know why I accepted you into this program?"I shake my head. "No.""I read your portfolio three times."My eyes widen. "Three?""You have instinct." She looks directly at me. "Instinct cannot be taught."A knot forms in my throat. "Then why...""Why what?""Why does it feel like you don't like my work?"She doesn't answer immediately. Instead, she folds her arms."Because praise makes weak designers comfortable."Silence."I am not interested in making you c

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