Cassandra Kiramman Novels & Stories

She walked toward me and extended her hand. “Miss Villareal, nice to meet you. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to meet you in person. Your designs are incredibly famous, and I’m one of the biggest fans of your collections. I’ve just been too busy with our business in the Philippines, and this is only now that I’ve finally been able to return to New York. Anyway, my name is Cassandra Sy. Please join us, have a seat.” I accepted her handshake before sitting down. Her voice sounded warm and welcoming.

Each time she glimpsed Dante through the haze, he was tearing another man down — a predator in human skin. But for everybody that fell, the whispers of doubt echoed louder in her mind. This is happening because of you. Since you came, the walls have cracked. Collateral bride, or traitor in silk? She shook her head violently, pressing her palms to her ears as if to drown them out. But the whispers lived inside her now, louder than the gunfire, louder than the screams. And when her gaze landed on Dante again, his knife flashing, his fury unleashed, one thought cut through her like glass:

Control without cruelty. Power that didn’t need to shout. "Who’s the woman by the windows?" I asked into the link, keeping my face pleasantly vacant. There was a fractional pause. That alone told me everything. "Interesting you noticed her." Kieran replied carefully. "Katarina Weiss." Damon added. "Swiss industrial bloc. Private security. Energy logistics. Neutral - officially." "Unofficially?" I prompted. Cameron answered this time. "She lost three subsidiaries to Blackridge last year. Clean acquisitions. No public fight."

“I like that, now, come. I have some people I want you to meet.” He put his hand on the small of my back and steered me off the dance floor. His touch made me feel hot. We walked toward a big group of people who were standing near a table with all the drinks. These people looked important. “This is Doctor Francesca Moretti,” Vincenzo announced to the group. He was back to being professional. “She is a trauma specialist. She is now on my personal staff.” The people looked me up and down. They didn’t look friendly.

I'm sure I like him but let's just wait and see where this will take us. I just can't believe that I, Carmela Thompson is dating Cyrus Steele!

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Someone POV "Have you found any information on her yet?" A man sitting in a swivel chair asked. He is so serious and very sophisticated. "As of now, I already have some of her information." "Fire." "Her true name is Kimora Hestia De Mixa Galvez. She's 19 years old and her birthday is December 24th. She's now living with her fiance." "Fiance ?!" "Yes sir. Zyron Cosmian and Maddison have a contract. I mean Maddison sell her daughter to Zyron to pay all their debts."

"Also, our pack can't accept someone with an unknown background as the luna. What if you are a trap set by the enemy? Our current alpha will never allow anyone to threaten his son's life." By that time, Maya felt like she could not breathe. Her heart was hurting and she felt her lungs suffocate. "Get to the point!" She said through gritted teeth. Everything Lily said hit her hard. She knew that she did not have the background to speak up for her. She was just trash that was picked up from the woods, who even cared whether she lived or died? She thought that the love they had for each other will be able to endure the test of time and all the obstacles...