Mark was waiting while sitting in his place, thinking that Cassie would be arriving at the given time only.Of course, she couldn't be as eager as him, to have rushed to the restaurant almost an hour earlier, just because he didn't want to get late for the most important meeting of his life!He turned away from the breathtaking view of the mountainside, afforded by the large floor to ceiling window beside his seat, when he heard the staff welcoming someone in.How was it possible for the restaurant to attend to any other guests, when he had booked the entire restaurant for himself?The thought made him frown out of displeasure, and caused him to stand up from his chair.He didn't want anything imperfect to take place today.But this was when he noticed Cassie entering the room, while thanking the staff members. She was wearing a beautiful crimson red dress that hugged her figure perfectly, and Mark almost felt his breath leaving him. The silky fabric shifted ever so slightly with ev
Mark knew what he was saying.He knew what he was doing.He knew what effect his presence had on Cassie.And moreover, he was completely familiar with how their close proximity had always been able to make her forget everything she was doing, thinking of, or planning to do.And he used to quite enjoy it, when he was completely sure that she loved him from the core of her heart. And now, when the slightest doubt had appeared in that belief… The same reactions shown on her accord made him let out a sigh of relief.The next moment, he noticed her eyes getting a little teary as her lips parted and closed twice.As if she was trying to say something but she wasn't able to.He forced himself to jump out from the thoughts he was going through in his mind, as he would have his entire night ahead of himself, to dive deep in those thoughts of pleasure But right now, Cassie was the most important entity for him.And also, while she was in his arms, some other thought bothering her was somethi
After Guolong left, Anthony suddenly became a little more cheerful… in fact, to such an extent where his behavior began to give chills to his staff.The same staff members, who had only seen their Master burning with the anger of a Demon King, or the wrath of a person who has no mercy for anyone or anything in this entire world, had to avert their gazes in shock and horror. That's why, the cheerfulness on his face was making them believe in all the superstitions they had ever heard, as they all were fearing the ominous silence that had started to spread in the house! Anthony also seemed to be aware of this silent environment of terror, but he was quite enjoying it.Seeing people in fear, pain and panic was his favorite pastime.And today, when he finally had all the three Aces in his hands… didn't he deserve to enjoy himself a little bit?Humming to himself, he sat on the couch and gestured to the butler to bring the bottle of scotch… after all, today called for a time of celebratio
"Uhum!" Cassie replied, the moment she heard the proposal for dinner from Mark.So it was not just Mark who didn't want the dance to end, but Cassie as well; as the end of their moves was simply going to indicate that the night was so close to being over.But she didn't want it to end so soon, especially when it had just started.The tiny steps we take in our lives, fill the circumstances of really significant portions of our lives- and right now, Cassie wanted to take those steps through dancing.Meanwhile, she noticed that Mark was doing as she had requested.Yes, request… because currently, she didn't think that she was in the position to order or demand something from him.The guilt was still evident in her mind, and she really didn't know how long it was going to stay… and to be honest, she really didn't even want it to end.Mark twirled her around, and catching her back in his arms, he spoke;"Babe! I know you love dancing, and you have always loved dancing with me, but right
It didn't take too long for both of them to finish their dinner, and after that, Mark noticed that Cassie was already feeling sleepy."You want to sleep now, don't you?'"Not really -" Cassie spoke in a low tone, fearing the unknown if the night was truly over."Cass! Love, nothing is going to change, no matter how many days as well as nights may pass!So just chill, and don't torture yourself like this."Saying this, he got up from his place and gave her a hand to help her stand up.Before she could have stood completely on her feet, he reached out for her waist and pulled her in his arms.If it would have been some other day, she might have protested; but today, she was really tired and so much had happened in just one day.His arms gave her the comfort she had been looking for, the entire day.__________Mark's POV:I really wonder how she is going to become a mother, when she herself is basically just like a child.Like who falls asleep in their partner's arms, the moment they re
The adage about days having wings attached to them, is truly an understatement when one carefully thinks about it. Especially considering that the speed with which the days were passing was definitely faster than a bird flying in the open sky… with its wings wide open and with their full speed.Because ten days had passed in the blink of an eye..Mark was getting ready for the trial, standing in front of a grand, ornate mirror in the villa, dressed in a tailored suit. In the golden accents, and soft, muted lighting, Mark's reflection in the mirror showcased a man who had changed during the course of the last five years. His once carefree demeanor had transformed into a steely resolve, a determination to see the case through to its conclusion. The weight of his family's expectations and the memory of his brother's tragic death rested heavily on his shoulders.Mark adjusted his tie, a black silk one that signified his mourning for his brother, and at the same time, he couldn't help b
Anxiety started to bubble up inside Mark's heart.He didn't know what was the reason behind it, but how was it possible that Anthony was standing in front of him?Wasn't he dead already?Had people started returning off from the land of the dead as well, without being claimed or looking like a zombie, Dracula or ghost?!Then how and why… were his eyes deceiving him ?Or even if they were, then why? Was it all a lie, did he really see the same person he recognised, the same person he knew couldn't appear in front of him in any situation? Or was he just hallucinating because of the panic of the result of the jury?Or was it just some random person who had a crazy resemblance to Anthony? Anything was possible, but the fact that a dead person had recovered from their death is an imagination that requires some medicines and really good sleep.Think that, he wanted to ask his lawyer about who he really was and what he was there for.But before he could have completed his thoughts and deci
The courtroom buzzed with anticipation, and the atmosphere grew thick with tension as the judge entered, draped in solemn black robes. Mark sat on the edge of his seat, eyes fixed on the person who was finally here as a result of his consistent efforts— Connor Lawrence, who had managed to escape justice at every turn… but not this time.This time, he had plenty of evidence to have him sentenced, but Connor seemed completely unbothered by the fact that all these people had gathered here for his trial. Flanked by his defense attorney, he was wearing a mask of composure that did a good job at hiding the storm inside. However, Mark could still tell that he was putting on a false air of confidence, because his eyes betrayed a hint of anxiety, revealing a crack in the facade. His eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the room, and their gazes locked for a brief moment, as Mark noticed a flicker of defiance.It was a game… a chess match, where the pieces were people's lives, and the stakes