Cassie POVI texted Mrs. Ho the next morning, telling her I was too ill to work my Friday afternoon shift.It wasn't an outright lie - the mere thought of potentially running into Vasilios at the club again was enough to make me nauseous. I couldn't get out of working at the nightclub, though. And with Jessie's death, the bar was definitely going to be short staffed. “Hey Greg,” I smiled at the guy as he opened the door to let me in. “Hey Cassie,” he said rather sadly, his eyes downcast. I stopped in my tracks and put my hand on his arm. “What's wrong? You don't sound like yourself tonight.”He shrugged and avoided my gaze so I grabbed him by his hand and pulled him into one of her booths, sitting opposite him. “Spill. We've been friends for two years and you can trust me with whatever is bothering you,” I told him honestly. He sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve. “I'm just so fucking stupid, Cass!” Greg burst out with a groan.I sighed and took his hand in
Cassie POV“We are gathered here today to bear witness to, and celebrate the life of Jessica Lee Parker,” the priest called out to the sombre congregation.Greg, Terry, Benny and I sat in the back pew of the small church. My eyes seemed to be glued on Jessie's family who sat in the front row, her mother openly sobbing. My heart broke for the woman, and yet I also wondered what it would be like to have a mother who actually loved you the way Jessie's mom loved her. I sometimes wished I hadn’t been abandoned by my mother - and wondered how I would have turned out if I had been raised by her. Although, she seemed to be weak-spirited and I would have probably turned into the kind of girl who faints the moment a creepy guy greets her. Like last night at the club when Gerald decided to take his stalking to the next level and pop up at the club. Instead of me ignoring his presence and pretending that I didn’t know him until he walked away confused, I would have probably screamed my head of
Cassie POVThe police were at the club when I arrived, talking in serious voices to Damian who looked exhausted. “I told your colleagues already,” I heard him say clearly, “the cameras on that side of the club stopped working a few days before Jessie was murdered. I was planning on getting a technician out, but it wasn't on my priority list because I wasn't expecting something like that to happen.”The short and scrawny officer, who somewhat resembled a Jack Russell in his approach, immediately countered Damian's explanation. “Oh, so you're saying you didn't bother to have the cameras changed even though they suspiciously all stopped working at the same time. Rather convenient, isn't it?”Damian sighed loudly and threw his hands up in the air. “Listen, if you want to arrest me, then do it. I was in a private meeting the whole evening, and Cassie over there is my witness, along with seven of my business associates. The only time I left the room was when I was alerted to the discover
Cassie POVWho would have thought that my casual, “yeah, I could eat” response would end with me at Damian’s impressive home… but there I was, sitting on the velvet sofa on the terrace which overlooked the city. “This place is incredible,” I told Damian as he passed me a glass of red wine and sat down beside me. “I know,” he laughed. “I was drawn to it the first time I saw this place when I was just a teenager. I promised myself back then that I would work my backside off to own something similar - and then proceeded to do just that.” “Wow,” I whispered over my wine glass. “How on earth did you make it happen? I feel like no matter what I do in this blasted city, I only ever just make enough to survive. But you! You’ve definitely made something of yourself.”He shrugged, “I didn’t have much choice. I ran away from my pack when I was fifteen - the year before my wolf made himself known. As much as it pained him to not be part of a pack, he understood my reasons and he has been a majo
Cassie POVDamian's kiss was nice, but I guess I have been watching way too many romantic movies where the first kiss between the couple results in fireworks, because a part of me had been expecting a toe curling kiss... and it just wasn't.There was still that fizzle of electricity between us, but I can't say that I was overwhelmed by his kiss. I thought about it on the drive home, wondering why I didn't react to him even though I was attracted to him, and the only reason I came up with was Vasilios. Fucking Vasilios. I clambered into bed as the sun was just starting to rise on the horizon, only to be rudely awakened an hour later by my ringing phone. “Hello?” I croaked into the phone, my eyes still closed. “You're a stripper?” Eliana's angry voice made my sit up in bed. “What?” I responded, trying to gather my thoughts enough to try and put together a plausible story. “Don't bother trying to tell me otherwise, Cassie. Enzo spilled the beans on you. Interior designer my arse!”
Cassie POVI ate both of Enzo's bagels, even though I was actually full after the first one. The thought of having to go to a dinner orchestrated because my best friend's brother in law couldn't keep his idiotic mouth shut just infuriated me.Knowing who the mastermind in the whole debacle was made things a bit easier to fight back though.“I can't believe you think you're going to strong arm me into going to dinner with Vasilios!” I almost shouted into the phone as Eliana picked up.“I can't believe you lied to me about you being alright in New York,” she shot back without even skipping a beat. I sighed loudly, closing my eyes, “but I am alright!” An audible huff came from the other end of the line, and I could almost envision Elle rolling her eyes at my words. “Shaking your backside in strange men's faces is not you being alright. You're putting yourself at risk for what reason? Huh?” “For my freedom,” I reminded her only to be met with her mocking laughter. “Freedom? Cassie, yo
Cassie POVI nodded, putting my phone on the table. “The woman locked my phone!”Vasilios chucked and put his phone next to mine. “You're not alone. She locked mine too and the only person I can call is her.”I sighed and shook my head at my best friend's antics.“You gave me one hell of a shock when you entered that strip club,” he admitted, picking up the wine glass only to put it down again without taking a sip. “I gave you a shock? Try being told someone actually paid your ridiculous private fee only to discover that person was you!” Vasilios chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Your facial expression was brilliant. I wish I had a camera to capture it… although the entire experience has been tattooed in my mind for all eternity.”The blush which raged across my face was unstoppable, leaving my cheeks feeling as if they were on fire. “Let's just say, I'm extremely grateful that I'm the only one who has got to experience that particular pleasure,” he added with a grin. I h
Vasilios POVWhile the dinner could have gone better, it could definitely have gone worse too, and for that I was grateful. Even though I didn't convince her to come to Poros with me, at least she was talking to me. I watched her walk away with a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach, and instead of climbing in my hired car and driving off, I decided to wait a while. I'm not sure what I was waiting for. Maybe for her to turn around and come back to tell me she'd changed her mind… who knows. But I was busy checking out her motorbike when I heard a chilling scream. I knew in a heartbeat that it was Cassandra's scream, and my body instantly launched into action. I bolted through the front door of the apartment, letting the weathered front door slam back against the wall as I ran through it. The three flights of stairs were child's play and I was barely winded by the time I reached Cassandra's apartment. Her neighbour was standing in her doorway in her nightgown, a shocked expres