Cassandra POV
I knocked on the door and entered when the person inside the room gave me permission to enter.
"Boss, I'm here. You were looking for me?" I inquired. I came to the office today as he requested.
"Yes, Cassandra. We need to talk about something important." His facial expression was firm. I could tell that something was not right at this moment. It made me felt uneasy.
"What is this about?" I asked.
"It's about your best seller book. Let's go, we need to meet someone in the meeting room." He stood up from his place and walked out of the room. I followed him from behind even though I don't know what was going on.
As we entered the room, my eyes caught on someone with a dark blue suit sitting in the meeting room. I couldn't see his face as his back was facing us.
"Sorry to make you wait, Mr. Gonzales." My boss gr
Carlos POV"Cupcake, I'm sorry I couldn't fetch you. I have some urgent things need to settle. I will send one of my friends to pick you up. His name is Miguel." I said to her over the phone. I was disappointed when my assistant suddenly told me about the problem with the new project that we have. I can't let anyone handle it as they will screw everything over. It will turn worse.
Cassandra POVThere was a car waiting for us when we arrived. The driver took us to the penthouse. It was huge and breathtaking. Living here will be nice, I muttered to myself but I immediately changed my mind once I learned that the penthouse belongs to the arrogant man; Carlos Gonzales."No, I'm not going to stay here." I protested.
Cassandra POVI chose short pants and a beige t-shirt for today. I make my hair in a messy bun. I moved to the kitchen looking for food as my stomach was growling. I just remember that I didn't have my dinner last night and I fell asleep on the couch while reading in his study room.I saw him in the kitchen preparing something.
Carlos POV"I will be sitting here?" She asked, pointing at the empty desk across mine."Yes, this is your place. You don't like it? You want your own room?" I asked, being concern about her needs.
After seven monthsCarlos POV"Cupcake, what's wrong with you? Why don't you come down for dinner?" I moved closer to her which was lying on her bed. She curled herself on the bed while her hand pressing on her stomach.
Carlos POVAs expected, it wasn't easy to get the chocolate cupcake and ice-cream at this hour. It took us a while to search for the coffee shop that opens 24 hours."Happy?" I asked her once I entered the car and passed her the paper bag in my hand.
Cassandra POV"Cupcake, you should stop eating that." I heard him shouted again. He repeated it for the second time but I ignored him and continue shoving the ice-cream into my mouth.I was sitting in the living room enjoying my ice-cream while he was busy in the kitchen doing some cleaning after our late dinner at five in the morning. I wanted to help but he refus