Cassie Ventura Wiki Novels & Stories

I'm dead curious about what she has to say so I waited for her to add more to the first sentences she uttered. "No, I mean me being here, I was offered by Leandro to be the cover of his new venture for the company, to launch Private Island’s beauty, I remember the days I spent in that paradise with Leandro it so magical" What? I didn't know Leandro and Cassie are still talking? And Cassie went to the Private Island before too? I manage to not display a frowning face for her, I fake a smile and said, "Oh yes I heard, congrats, that's nice"

Veronica didn’t sleep that night. Instead, she sat cross-legged on the chaise lounge in her penthouse, a laptop glowing in front of her as she scrolled through records, old industry magazines, and gossip. A glass of wine remained untouched now, forgotten on the coffee table. Her fingers tapped against the keyboard rapidly. She had contacts everywhere... casting directors, journalists, and even assistants who owed her favors. And she had called them all. At first, nothing major came up on Cassie. She was like a ghost who had suddenly materialized in the entertainment world, beautiful and mysterious. Too mysterious. That only fueled Veronica’s determination.

She raised her head and looked at Ethan, he was drinking and staring into space. “Ethan, I really want to see you cry and break just the way I did. I will make sure I do that even if it takes my life away.” Hatred surged in her heart just by staring at him. The following day was the judgment day for Luna Vivian and her sidekick. Cassie dresses up and went to the courtroom to present herself as the victim. As she walked in, everyone looked at her and praised her. Some called her name and even sent kisses to her. Cassie felt so loved, no one had ever praised her that way and she loved every inch of it.

“Maybe. But if I don’t go, I’ll never know what I am. I’ll never stop Lorne. And I’ll never be free.” He ran a hand through his hair. “You really want to do this?” “Yes.” He grinned. “Then let’s make it messy.” --- Elsewhere… Vincent was already two steps ahead. Sitting in a diner that hadn’t changed since the '80s, he slid a USB across the table to an older woman with sharp eyes and sharper cheekbones. Cassie Crane. Ex-agent. Rogue wolf. And hacker extraordinaire. “You sure you want back in?” he asked.

Cassie had never felt more underdressed in her entire life. “Good afternoon. I’m Cassie Peters. I work as Mr. Callahan’s personal assistant. I just came by to pick up my laptop.” She explained as she slipped said laptop into her satchel. “And you are?” The woman tried to scowl at Cassie like the very idea of someone not knowing who she was personally offended her but as her face was still moderately stiff, she settled for a glare. “I’m Bethany.” “Nice to meet you, Bethany.” Cassie greeted and extended her hand for a quick handshake. Bethany eyed her hand like it was a piece of mold growing in a clutter of unwashed dishes for so long that she slowly put it away.

If you don't mind me asking what is her heritage " Cassie asked. "Her father was a half blood and her mother was a human, as far as we can tell she is just human. Why do you ask?" Laura asked her. "I find she is up a lot at night." Cassie said. "Could just be, she is worried about how the rest of the staff treats her," Laura said. "I catch anyone hurting her, there will be hell to pay," Cassie said. "Oh you might want to ask Susan how she got the cut on her leg I noticed it yesterday when we helped you with your dress. I thought you should deal with it seeing as the staff must accept you as lady of the house." Laura said.

I rushed into the supposed waiting area, but it's empty, and I'm just seeing a lady sitting in front of a desk. I walked towards her. "Hi." "Hi ma'am, how may I help you?" she asked, smiling brightly, but her questioning gaze made me uncomfortable. "My name is Claire... Claire Cassie. I'm here for the audition." She paused a little bit, taken aback. I sighed, trying to stop myself from screaming out of frustration because the whole staring was starting to really get to me. "The audition ended already, Miss Claire," she replied. Her response sent shivers down my spine.

He offered her a stiff and disinterested smile. “What did you do?” Marlow asked. “He sent me to Rolo Day Spa.” She gushed. “Ooh, fancy.” Carter laughed as he drank. “Careful, though. Cassie likes to go there, doesn’t she?” Jacob tensed but tried not to show it. He knew there was a chance they’d go at the same time. He didn’t expect there to be any interaction. The Rolo Day Spa could only be accessed by the top 1% of society. Cassie felt uncomfortable trying to talk to anyone there. She went for the quiet and solitude.

I introduced Ava to her. “Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Cassie Millans; it's a pleasure to meet Joshua's friends,” she said with a friendly smile, extending her hand to Ava. My friend studied her first with her gaze, looking her up and down without shamelessness to see if she could be trusted. Cassie Millans was a young and beautiful woman, neither fat nor thin, with tanned skin color more like Latina and straight brown hair with light tips. She had a good aura of someone who had her feet well-placed on the ground and who knew what she wanted from life.

Alpha Alexander’s POV Frustration boiled within me as I watched Cassie dart around the event hall, her movements frantic and purposeful. Every step she took, every detail she adjusted, only served to fuel the simmering anger within me. I clenched my fists, my jaw tensing as I observed her meticulous efforts to ensure every last touch was perfect for the wedding. Despite her commendable dedication, I couldn't shake the feeling of resentment towards Vanessa, who had left the task unfinished before running away.