Alex took Cassie home, the silence between them palpable. It seemd they were both lost in their own thoughts, not bothering with each other. As they drove home, no one spoke to each other. They just silently in the car.Alex seemed completely unbothered by the silence, his eyes fixed on the road ahead as he drove.But Cassie had a lot going on inside her head. She stole glances at Alex from time to time, trying to read his expression. But Alex completely ignored her, his face a mask of indifference. It seemed that he didn't care about her presence in the car with him.Cassie felt a bit sad inwardly that Alex was ignoring her. She had grown accustomed to his aloofness, but it still stung. It wasn't like their relationship was great as husband and wife. No! On the contrary, they've never been close. In fact, it seemed they didn't care about each other. They were only married couple in the eyes of the public. But privately, they are more like strangers.... No! They are like enemies bec
PROLOGUE:It was a stormy day. The heavy raindrops were back music for a scene of utter devastation. The air was thick with the heavy smell of dust and blood, an unpleasant mix that hung heavy over the battlefield.Bodies lay scattered, battered by the relentless rain, the majority belonging to their enemies, but a significant number were their own comrades, fallen members of the Falcon Team.Two survivors, Alexander and Cassandra, huddled behind a broken pole, using it as a protective shield to protect themselves from the onslaught of guns.Both were badly injured, but Alexander's wounds were more severe, a testament to his selfless act of shielding Cassandra from harm.What was meant to be a routine mission had turned into a bloodbath, with most of their team members cut down before they could even begin their operation. It was clear that their hideout had been betrayed, allowing their enemies to launch a surprise attack that killed almost all of their comrades.But who was respon
Alex was jolted awake by a sudden splash of water on his face."What the fuck!" he cursed.Groggily, he opened his eyes to find his mother-in-law, Gloria, standing beside his bed, her face twisted in anger."What's gotten into you, Gloria?" Alex demanded, wiping the water from his face. "You could've woken me up without resorting to this."Gloria shot back, her sarcasm dripping like venom, "Oh, good evening to you too, Your Highness. It's almost midnight, in case you didn't know."Alex's eyes narrowed, his anger simmering just below the surface.Gloria, however, remained unimpressed. She thought to herself that her son-in-law was nothing like the charming, obedient men she'd seen in novels and on TV.No, Alex was a force to be reckoned with, his pride and ego was like a mountain.Despite his face full of unshaven beard, Gloria had to admit that Alex was a handsome man if only he'd shave and present himself properly. But that was beside the point. The real issue was that he'd somehow
"Why is everyone so angry? I just told the truth. Cassie is a natural beauty. But with all that makeup, well, that isn't what I call beauty," Alex said, still maintaining his innocent face. It wasn't until then that the women realized the reason behind his hurtful comment about Cassie's appearance. It wasn't because Cassie wasn't beautiful, but rather due to the excessive makeup she had applied, making her look 'Ugly' according to Alex. This revelation brought a sense of relief that it wasn't a personal attack from Alex, yet Cassie still felt discomfort at the harsh words. Just then, Michael spoke up, "I think Alex is right, Cassie. You might have overdone it with the makeup. I prefer your natural look, it's more beautiful that way." Cassie lowered her head and didn't say anything to her father. Gloria shot her husband a cold glance, but he seemed oblivious. She couldn't understand why he always supported Alex, even when the rest of the family disagreed with his marriage to
Cassie's anger simmered as she left her house, feeling undervalued by her husband. What the hell does he think he is? He's just a useless live in son in law. What right does he have to make her feel that way?However, she refused to let his negativity get the better of her. Living with him all this while, Cassie was growing immune to his antics. With a deep breath, she drove to the Plaza hotel to meet Brandon, as previously arranged. That should be her objective now, not that annoying husband o hers.As she parked her car and handed the keys to the valet, Cassie gazed up at the hotel's imposing structure and the bustling crowd. Indeed, it was built for wealthy people. She let out a sigh, hoping Brandon would be able to help her resolve the issues plaguing her father's company. The last thing she wanted was for her grandfather to take control away from her and hand it over to her cousin Thomas, who would stop at nothing to sabotage her success."What a bunch of crazy people I have in
Cassie felt a surge of anxiety as she glanced at Brandon, aware that her friends were trying to provoke him. She knew they wanted to belittle her husband in front of Brandon, making her realize that Brandon was the better choice for her.Brandon intervened, "You guys should stop. Cassie came here for business, so let's not bring her husband into this. I used to have feelings for Cassie in college, and I still do, but she's married now, and I have to respect that." He said somehow a bit annoyed with his friends. Cassie looked at Brandon with gratitude, surprised by his wise words. But suddenly, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. Her body began to feel light, and everything around her became blurry.She tried to shake off the fogginess, but it was no use. She decided to excuse herself to use the bathroom, hoping a splash of water on her face would help."Excuse me, I'm not feeling well. May I use the bathroom?" she asked Brandon politely.Brandon's response was laced with conc
After Alex finished his usual kitchen chores, he left the house. The constant nagging from his mother in law was driving him to insane and he nothing but to be far away from the chaotic dynamics in the home.He went to a nearby store and bought cigarettes before heading back home, but rather than entering the house, he chose to sit beneath a large tree just right outside th house. He lit his cigarette and exhaled clouds of smoke.Memories that he had desperately attempted to suppress began flooding his thoughts. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push them away. The pain was so intense that it made his heart ache.Looking up at the starlit sky, he muttered the names of his fallen companions—names he had buried deep within his heart. No one was aware of his true identity, and he wasn’t prepared to expose it. The only other person who knew who he really was, aside from him, was that old doctor who had saved him when he was on the brink of death. Alex then began listing the names
Without responding, Alex continued to knock quietly.It wasn’t long before the irritation of those inside escalated, prompting one of them to come forward and open the door."I instructed you not to..." the person began, but was abruptly cut off as Alex dealt a swift blow to his face, sending him stumbling backward as blood gushed out from his nose. Then, the door swung wide open, allowing Alex to enter freely. Once inside, Alex’s demeanor hardened, and he clenched his fists as he surveyed the unfolding scene, a deep scowl etched on his face.Alex observed his wife clutching a shattered bottle, her hands directed toward Brandon and his friends. Her palms were smeared with blood from her wounds, and blood trickled from the corners of her lips, while her face appeared puffed, suggesting she had endured multiple slaps. The dress on her shoulders also bore cuts, slightly exposing her cleavage.Her gaze seemed disoriented as she gestured wildly with the bottle, lacking any precise target