Cassie Greene Novels & Stories

“Because you matter, little mouse.” TEN YEARS LATER JAKE “Dammit!” I chugged down the whiskey, feeling it burn my throat down to my stomach. Ryker and Harper’s wedding turned out magical, but one thing was un-magical about it, Cassie. The tease enjoyed herself so much that she seemed to forget she was just eighteen. Slamming the empty glass on the bar, the loud thud echoed my frustration. The dancing lights matched the fury raging inside me as I watched Cassie, and with her coy smiles and playful glances, she managed to provoke me. And I knew it was her intention.

Cassie still can’t believe this is happening, her body shivers with excitement and she hardly quenches her giggle. See? She wants to ask him. Where is that little princess now, Mathias? Slowly, his eyes drop onto her cleavage. Her breasts are bouncing as she jumps. Cassie likes the way his eyes get darker against the view in front of his face and she wants to tease him. Her hands leave his shoulders and touch her breasts. She squeezes and pushes them together. "Wanna see my boobs?" She shamelessly asks while jumping, spreading her vanilla scent inside his car. Her knees are uncomfortable with the irritating fabric of the backseat, but she doesn't care.

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

“Good choice little girl. Drive Michel.” The car pulled away. “I’m not a little girl for your information. I’m almost sixteen I’m far from little.” He chuckled what the fuck was so funny? ‘Orlando Green, and what’s your name princess ?’ “So I’m a princess now? First I’m little now in a fucking princess how fucking halrious seriously, WTF?” “Your name.” “Kacey Leigh.” “Well it’s a pleasure.” Hold on. “Hey where are we going?” “Somewhere safe. The Hemmings don’t take kindly to a kid's whooping ass.”

Lizzy entered the main office and went to the secretary office Lizzy is endowed with a perfect body shape, she's a beauty indeed, She has a chocolate color, a firm breast with sexy Hips, bigger Butts, and Curves like a goddess Many people called her a goddess, with her Naturally beauty she is a goddess indeed "Good morning" she greeted the secretary The secretary was unable to reply, she is just admiring her beauty with staring without noticing Lizzy is greetings her She has to tap her "What can I do for you? she asked as she regain herself back She was ashamed of herself in front of Lizzy Lizzy noticed this and said Don't be, am used to people admiring me I want to see the GM Lizzy told her

Greyson “Oh, yes, Sir, I’m flexible. I take yoga classes. It really helps with my flexibility.” She ran an unnervingly long red talon up her smooth, orange leg, thrusting her cosmetically enhanced tits out and continued waffling about yoga. It’s not what I had in mind when I asked if she was flexible after explaining the position involved occasional travel. Ever since I agreed to that damn interview for a vacuous gossip rag, money grabbing harlots like the one toying with her scrawny legs in my office plagued my life. I should have guessed they'd infiltrate my professional life when Mabel announced her intention to retire. And I should've known better than to mention my deep craving for a re

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

Cassie took a step forward, lifting her chin slightly as her presence seemed to command the entire space. “The project the people of Sta. Cristina have long dreamed of…” she said, her tone softening just enough to carry the weight of that dream, “will finally be realized.” Her eyes sharpened again as they locked onto the two men before her. “But not through the hands of those who sought to exploit it,” she added coldly. A beat of silence passed—tense, expectant. Then, with quiet power, she declared, “I am Cassidy Greene, Chairman of the Malakai Group of Companies. And I will personally oversee this project.”