Cassie X Gregory Novels & Stories

I walked to the bathroom and washed my face. I made sure to avoid the mirror for as long as I could. "Hurry up!" Dawn yelled from outside. I snatched the towel from the door and wiped my face. Then wobbled out feeling like an elephant. "Okay, so who is this Cassie?" I asked as I pulled off my nightwear and searched through my wardrobe for a better change of clothes. "Oh, she is my sister-in-law." I turned back to look at her with raised brows. She never told me that Greg had a wife. "Greg's wife?" Or did she have another brother?

Gosh. I shook my head and just got my notebook to keep myself busy, but my ears were very attentive to every words that I hear from my blockmates. “So, Sir Gregory has a girlfriend already, huh.” Just like that. Damn it. I knew I shouldn’t be too comfortable! “What? Who?” “It’s not yet named, but they were seen last acquaintance party!” “Gosh. That girl must have been so lucky, like, girl, Sir Gregory is just so hot!” “I know, right!”

This time it was a genuine smile, “I’m Cassie, your new Nanny. Blake sniffed her, “I don’t trust her. She smells like oranges.” Blake told his uncle, thinking he was whispering, but he wasn’t. Damian chuckled, “Does she?” He looked at Cassie with a faint smile on his face. Do I..? Thought Cassie, discreetly sniffing her jacket. “So, where are we going, Mr. Blake?” Asked Cassie, teasingly, while grabbing the laptop she had in the backpack Jordan didn’t see.

“You had sex.” “Maya.” “With someone.” “Maya.” “WITH SOMEONE HOT.” I shut my eyes. She squealed softly. “You DID. Oh my god, you totally did.” “Stop making this a N*****x special.” She grinned, wicked. “Is he older?” I swallowed. “…yes.” “Cassidy.” She grabbed my wrist. “How much older?” “Enough.” Her eyes nearly sparked. “So he’s a man. Not a boy. God bless.”

I retorted. “First of all, it’s not a rom-com. It’s classic noir romance. And second, you’re watching it tonight.” I smirked. “Only if we get gelato after.” “Deal.” This… this was what we had fought for. Not empires. Not legacy. Just us. No more lies. No more pretending we didn’t need something that felt like home. As the sun dipped lower, painting her skin with amber light, Cassie turned to me, more serious now. “I found something.”

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

“Really? Did you think that I wouldn’t be able to spot the hickeys on your neck just because you started wearing scarves and turtlenecks? You do remember that you still have to take off your clothes and multiple times while you’re struggling to pull your sweater over your head, I’d see hickeys dotting your neck. The first time I saw them it happened so quickly that I dismissed them as insect bites but they’ve become a regular occurrence. So apart from your neck and collars, what else is Felix sucking on?” “Oh, my God. Stop it. You’re right. We’re not always working.” Cassie said, throwing up her hands in defeat. “And get your mind out of the gutter. No one is sucking on anyone’s body parts.

Then once she bears me a son, I can be done with her as well, I don’t want her for anything but an heir, though my body reacts to her as though I do. Cassie - Anyway as I was saying, My name is Cassie but I am merely 'Cas' to Ace since he couldn't possibly use 2 syllables for my name. I'm 16, and will be able to find my mate when I turn 17 tomorrow, and the last 6 months have been like a bad dream, Ace is the main culprit, breaking my arm for burning food or blacking my eye for failing to remove a stain from the clothes, but Madeline, queen bee wannabe, and Delta's daughter, is the reason I've lost so much weight, she pours liquids on my food, or complains to Ace that I have been stealing f

,Xavier said softly. Cassie grinned and leaned down, her white hair spilling forward, kissing his lips and teasing him with her breasts. Xavier pushed her hair aside and closed his other hand around her pointy breast and squeezed them. He broke the kiss and took her nipple into his mouth, making her arch her back and moan softly.

They could then slip away on a private jet and disappear back into obscurity in the safety of a small island. “Good morning,” Cassie greeted him, coming out of the bedroom. Her dark hair hung loosely around her shoulders, and the thin white men's t-shirt did nothing to hide her curves. She stretched, and the shirt rode up, exposing the bottom hints of pale pink lacy underwear. Wyatt's upper brain stopped functioning as blood rushed south. Cassie didn't seem to notice the effect she had on him. She walked into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee, joining him at the small table.