The sun had long given way to the moon when Cassandra and the others gave their home a final touch. Now it looked nothing like its previous self. “Charles once mentioned this mansion did lack the touch of a wife, now I see he was right” Brandon smiles as he takes away the empty boxes with the others outside. Cassandra was so tired from all the work. The services of an interior designer had been hired but she did so little than just give it the final touch. Empty rooms were turned into good guest rooms with every furniture and needs. At the same time, some spare room close to the home office of Carlson was broken down and joined to the office to create more space for himself and Cassandra. “I see privacy is not something within your dictionary” Cassandra laughs as she enters their now-new home office. It was a good design and she loved the idea of having them sit together. “Don't you want to know what I plan on happening here?” Carlson asked, hugging his woman from the back and placi
The day was fast over and Cassandra walked out only to find Kimberly and Robert in a heated conversation. “You said it was for me, now you want to sell it? How dare you Robert?” Kimberly roared at him. Other staff had left and the office was now under the guidance of security. “I know I said that and I meant it, I will buy us another one. Please can I have the keys and the documents to the car, I have to seal it else I may face jail time” Robert pleaded. Cassandra was not interested in their little chat, all she wanted was the missing money refunded within the allotted time given to Robert, and seeing he was already making efforts to do so placed a cute smile on her face. Cassandra stood with Tessa while Alex went ahead to bring the car. Robert and Kimberly were too busy to notice they had guests, as the car zoomed away, Robert turned with a wicked smile. “I certainly won't let you get away with this” he vows before taking the car keys from Kimberly who hands it over to him reluctan
“Is she awake?'' Cassandra asks the guard looking after Kelly. “Yes Mrs Carlson '' he replies, opening the cell for her. Cassandra walks into Kelly who looks nothing of her previous self. “Wow, I see you have mourned the death of your friend, so now to what do I owe this august visit?'' Kelly asked. She was long tired of crying and paying attention to the sores scattered all over her body. It's been only a few days and she looked like a ghost of herself, so pale her bones could be seen poking their way through her skin. Cassandra does not pay attention to her words. “I am here for some answers,” Cassandra tells her as she takes a seat. She knew with Kelly, it would be a long talk. “So what do you want to know?'' Kelly asked back, dragging her pale body to the wall for more comfort. The chains on her hands and legs did not make matters easy for her as it was gradually cut deep into her skin. Her wrist and ankle each had sores caused by the chains. “If I say everything... Would you t
“Even amongst thieves there is honor” Edward snaps at Robert as he hands him the bag full of cash. “Well not when we can take a bullet for another '' Robert Replies with a smirk as she walks away. Edward could only watch as his best friend drove away leaving him stranded before the bank like some beggar. We both know why we still hang out. Edward quickly took a hail cap and headed home. He was not in the mood for more bad news but the private investigators and all his connections just kept giving him the same answers. `Sir the house of Miss Logan was searched and it appeared she picked up some items of hers, however, nothing from the camera shows her walking in or out of her building complex '' Edward listened carefully as the investigator reported. “Have you used the other line to hack through every security Camera?” Edward asked, pissed. He did not want to yell but his voice would not just come out calm as he hoped. “We have done so Mr Edwards, but it appears someone came ahead o
Cassandra walks out of the bedroom to join the others in the home study. Brandon sat alongside Carlon while Alex stood over another. Cassandra walks in and everyone in the room suddenly stops what they were doing just staring at her as she walks over to her man. “What is the progress?” she asks as Carlson pulls her to sit on his legs. “Barron Langs, has some reports to make and we have been waiting on you” Carlson reports as his right hand plays with a man and the left rests so comfortably on Cassandra's legs. “Greetings Mrs Carlson it is a pleasure to finally meet you,” Barron Langs says, extending his hand for a handshake which Casandra takes. “So what's the latest update?” Cassandra asks to read through the file sitting before Carlson. “The victim has been dead for quite some time and we can only get permission to dig up the grave from the government, but to worry for the don has taken care of that. However the greatest fear is it may not be him, kelly Langs is a familiar name, b
It's been a week since Carson and his men exhumed the body of Nat. Cassandra has been so busy at work but her mind has been dancing around what means Carlon was intending to use to bring out the death of Nat to the world and his family. Everyone had covered his case and the police were actively involved. Such matters can not be handled privately and that bordered her so much. While deep down she was looking forward to seeing his parents again after a long time, she felt bad for leaving them to drive all alone. As a best friend she felt bad for leaving the only family he left behind to grief over his disappearance all alone. “Mrs Carlson?” Rick Sandals slightly hits the table making Cassandra jolt almost falling off her chair. “You've been spaced out for days now... What is eating you up? It is the money to be paid by Mr Roberts?” Rick asks carefully placing a set of documents needing her signature on the table for final review. “Rick, I am okay. And about the money I got word from
Cassandra walks into the house she once lived in, a house she bought with her mother, a house she was killed in like nothing was happening. Her mind could not keep still as she stepped out of the elevator. Edward was home and she had made sure of that before coming. So much was going through her mind, and memories came flooding. Just like she rushed over that day and never left with her legs. She had watched her man walk in with her best friend as they cuddled and hovered over each other. She rang the bell and Edward was quick to answer the door. Cassandra did not listen to the words he was saying, she walked in as her eyes fell to every corner of the room. Where they have stabbed her countless times with their words. Same position he had stood in while instructing his mistress to get rid of their baby. The memories came flooding like a raging hurricane. “Why did you seek me out?'' Edward asked to take a seat. Cassandra did not have plans of stopping or hiding things from him. “I k
Cassandra woke up with her body aching from all the turns and sleeping. Her hand was quick to reach up for her head but no matter how much she tried she could not raise it high enough. Cassandra opens her eyes lazily as a sharp pain hits her in their hands, she quickly tries to sit up but her legs won't move to her comfort. She stared down and not only was she dressed like a whore but her hands and legs were bound. Her body is on the soft bed as she moans from the pain emanating from her wound and tight body parts. This was not what she had hoped for. All she had gone to Edward was to seek answers and here she was in a country she knew no idea of where they were. “Oh, the sleeping princess is finally awake” Cassandra had not noticed she was not alone in the room. A sexy man with a beautiful smile staring right back at her, he was not only well dressed but at first glance he could easily be mistaken for a lady. His long lashes and beautiful hair carefully only added more shine to his