Ravine was in bed with her love interest. She could do anything possible to keep him to her but somehow, she couldn’t. She couldn’t keep Alex to herself because they were in an open relationship and she wasn’t going any closer to him than a regular bed warmer. But she loved him. She loved him a mountain of feelings, but he couldn’t reciprocate them back to her.
With a heavy heart, she sees Alex wear his clothes back as her core was throbbing for him again. He looked so hot, she thought.
“Wait-” He turns around coldly, “Did I do something?” She asks him.
“Think about it.” Saying coldly, he walks away. She falls into deep thought. She wasn’t given an opportunity to ask who his sister was either. As if he would confirm it by mouth himself.
“Tell dad I’ll be home-” James Lee stops talking to his butler. The president of the campus and the campus football team captain clash. The butler leaves at once, given the hand gesture from his master.
“Banged my sister again?” Asks James Lee when Alex was trudging down the stairs. He stops below James Lee, turning around and saying, “Don’t worry about that. You’re gay, right? You can’t touch your step sister. But don’t worry,”
Alex steps up to reach his face. A nasty smirk on his lips as he utters uncouth language, “I’m touching her for you. She’s fucking good in bed-” James Lee snarls at the older male. He clasps his collar tightly, hoisting him closer to clench his jaw and seethe through his teeth.
“I swear I’ll expose your family secrets before you reach the top.”
“You’re talking about the past, James. We’re already at the top. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” Alex yanks his hand away, swiping his shirt off of creases when Ravine walks out of her room and sees the two fighting again.
“Cut it out, you two!”
“Look, you can smell my cologne on her.” He says to James. Ravine couldn’t hear them at all. But she knows they were talking about her because Alex was smirking and James Lee was baring his teeth in volatile anger.
Alex turns around to leave after glaring at Ravine.
She doesn’t understand the mind of all the Johnsons. There was something which kept them from being loyal to one girl. Because all of them were reputed playboys of the campus.
Back at home, Zayn was pumping himself into Cassandra’s sweet core as he held her little mouth shut. Tears of pleasure cascaded down her temple. Her little breasts, nonetheless developing now, were bouncing with his thrusts. Zayn couldn’t restrain himself from holding her chest and feeling the warm, milky white and textured skin of the female.
She held his hand as well, encouraging him to squeeze her harder.
“Fuck, fuck… princess. I’m close.”
“Mfph!~” her eyes roll to the back of her head as she clenches her walls around him. He was coming too, emptying himself in the woman’s sweet body.
Dragging his moan softly, he rests his head on her chest as he removes his hand. He kisses her feverishly, the girl accepting his kisses with passion. That was until she craved a little more spice.
“I wanna do it in the shower…” she confesses.
“What’s stopping us then?”
And so, their lovemaking continues in the shower as well.
After her adventures, Cassandra goes back to studying until late at night. Her first exam to be given was on the Friday, that was day after tomorrow. She didn’t want to miss out on any points.
But something makes her heart swoon again. She begins to scroll through the many pictures of Cassandra’s phone, the other Cassandra.
She had so many beautiful memories with her brothers and her father.
There were occasionally some nudes of herself too, but it was not fazing to look it at out of the blue. It popped up, but Cassandra’s eyes didn’t stop smiling.
She thinks about calling the old man again.
It was only 7 in the evening, unlike last night. She had a great time with her brother and spent the whole night swinging at the children’s park and talking about trivial things. She caught up on his daily life as he sweetly narrated everything good and bad happening to him and the company.
Cassandra was yet to know more about the company, so she asks Louis to take her to the office with him when she and him were both free.
However, she walks out of the door wearing a jacket over her pajamas and holds a location in her hand. Ms. Zee prepared a lot of food, keeping her gluttony in mind. But she suddenly announces, “I’m going to papa! I wanna go out with him!” Says Cassandra as she walks out. In under five minutes, she sees Mr. Ronald pulling up near their porch as they drive towards Sr. Johnson’s infamous mansion.
Ravine’s breath was almost stuck in her throat.
The magnificent building at night looked nothing less than The Parthenon Replica, Centennial Park in Nashville. It looked glorious with the lights and the fountain in the middle.
“Who-”
Cassandra peeps her head out funnily, the guard smiles and lets the car go in.
Cassandra then goes up ahead to ring the bell and waves at Mr. Ronald who drives back home with the car. She taps the floor with her toes and waits for a response after ringing the doorbell.
She was looking around aimlessly, like a curious kitten. The butler of Sr. Johnson answers the door, inviting the girl inside with a giant smile.
Her old man was on the dinner table, about to eat his dinner when she quickly gallops his way.
“Oh! Hey, hey! How are you, princess?” The old man greets the girl. “Hi papa!” Chirping, she hugs his shoulders as he sat on the chair for dinner.
“What brings you here, sweetness?” He asks so softly. It was evident who was the family’s favorite to Mr. Sr. Johnson.
“Ah… I wanted to go out for dinner with you and surprise you but… fine.” She sulks naughtily.
“Huh? What do you mean? If my princess asked me for something, how can I ever say no? Right, Mrs. Jean?
We can always eat it for breakfast.” Says the old man as the girl chuckles.