“Go on ten dates with me. I’ll prove I’m not the man you think I am. And I’ll give you a million dollars.” Cas said, looking at me like he was making a business deal. “Is this another way to have sex with me, because it’s becoming kind of desperate. ” “One million dollars. I will draw up a contract. Sex will not be one of the requirements to get the money.” “And what do you get out of it?” I asked, wondering if this was too good to be true. “You won’t get me.” “We’ll see,” Cas replied with an arrogant smirk that I wanted to smack off his face. “Do we have a deal?" ----- The arrogant billionaire Cassius Hemming is intrigued by the single mother, Ripley. Not only does she show no interest in him, while most women throw themselves at his feet, she actually shows distaste when talking to him. Cassius has always wanted what he can't have, and as a billionaire, there isn't much he is unable to buy. He is determined to win Ripley over and then punish her for rejecting him in the first place. So Cas makes Ripley a deal she can't refuse. Go on ten dates with him, and he'll pay off all her debt. But what happens when the billionaire's plan backfires?
View MoreCas’ pov“Are you sure?” Ripley asked at night.We had celebrated my coming home with cake, and they had decorated the house. River and Rose had painted a big banner with Leticia and Ripley. They had hung flags, and they were so fucking proud of their work. It was adorable.Coming home to that house made me instantly relax. I had never really had that feeling of coming home that people get. None of my houses really felt like home; they were just places I lived in for a while. But they didn’t feel more like mine than a hotel room.But here, I felt comfortable. I felt like I belonged.It was more the people than the place, but the house had grown on me. It was so much smaller than what I was used to, but that made the place more cozy. And I liked that you didn’t have to go far to see each other.Ripley literally got lost in my house. Multiple times.But now the girls were in bed, and it was just Ripley and me.“Sure about what?” I replied. Ripley had the tendency of having an entire con
Ripley’s pov “Let’s go see Daddy before we take Cas home.” I told the girls while we walked into the hospital. “Daddy Cas,” River corrected me. “Daddy Cas.” Does that make Oliver Daddy Oliver? “I don’t want to see him; he’s only sleeping.” Rose admitted in a soft voice. I nodded my head, trying to be sympathetic. “Does he scare you like that?” River shook her head, “It’s bowing mommy.” Boring. Her dad, who is sleeping, is boring. I almost laughed, but I tried to act mature. Since I’m an adult and all that. “Okay, then we won’t stay long. I just want to see if Yasmina is there and say goodbye.” I said. I felt sorry for her. Even though I didn’t know her well, I didn’t want to think about how I would react if Cas was the one seriously injured. He had gotten lucky. We could have lost Cas, and it scared me to think about the what-if’s. Especially since the threat wasn’t gone. Cas might not mention it in his updates, but I had seen the same cars drive past our house and the same
Cas’ pov After Ripley left, it was time for my father to stop by. I didn’t want her to stay here for this. Partly because my father is an ass and can say the wrong thing, and I don’t want to have to lose my shit and tear a stitch when he does. But also because I am not sure what we’re going to discuss. Ripley is a good person—the fucking best. Morally just and all that crap. And I am a person who has operated in the gray area for a lot of years. Not good nor bad; morally, maybe not right, but legally fine. When I started working for my dad, I wanted to do things right and make a difference, but soon I realized there was no fucking point. It wasn’t until I met Ripley that I felt the need to do better. But if I had to resort to my old ways to save Ripley, River, and Rose, I’d do it. I’d never killed before, though, and I’d rather not break my promise to Ripley. The door opened, and dad walked in like he owned the place. “Dad….” “Son…” He replied, looking like he gave a fuck. Was
Ripley’s pov It’s been several days, and the doctors think Cas will be ready to go home soon. Mostly because he’s been a pain in the ass and has been complaining that he’s going crazy there. And since we’re financially better off than most, we can hire a nurse to come by to change his bandages and keep the doctor updated. Oliver, however, needs to stay a lot longer. He needs physical therapy, another surgery, and god knows what before he can return to his country. Not that I am truly updated on his progress. Since we’re not married anymore, I am not privy to his medical data. But I’ve tried to help Yasmina as best as I can. I know I don't owe her anything, but I feel bad for her. She's new to this country and can't speak the language. Oliver woke up yesterday, and I’ve been thinking about the girls meeting him and actually having a conversation instead of watching their father sleep. But, to be honest, they haven’t shown much interest in their father. They have shown a lot of in
Hi, yesterday I went to the dentist, but today I have a lot of pain in my jaw and head which makes it really hard to focus. tomorrow will be Kingsday, so i will have no time to write either. And then the may vacation starts. It's two weeks off from school around may ;) About Kingsday, because I explained it very poorly yesterday: In the Netherlands there is a King. There used to be a Queen and her son took over. He doesn't have much power, or any power really. We have a governement. No president, but several political parties that form a coalition that work together. Or try to at least. We vote for people in a party. Well, I'll not go into that, because my head is killing me and it's complicated. First we used to celebrate Queensday, but now it's Kingdsay. it's on his birthday and it's a public holiday. There are music festival, big flea markets where you can sell your stuff on the street. Everyone wears either orange, or red,white, blue (colors of our flag.) Orange is because of
Cas’ pov I woke up groggy as hell. This isn’t my first surgery, but it’s the worst time I’ve been hurt and the first time I’ve been shot. I’ve been shot at before, though, but that’s a story for another time. I’m not sure if I should thank God, if it’s luck, or if the gunman just has a shitty aim, but things could have been so much fucking worse. Not that I could think of any of that in the moment, because I felt drunk and loopy. “Daddy Cas!” Yeah, I must be dreaming. Do you dream when you have anesthesia? Have anesthesia? Get anesthesia? How the fuck do you say that? Do you even dream when the doctor puts you under? I don’t think so. My eyes opened slowly, taking in my environment. “Cas is a bit tired, girls. Maybe he wants to sleep a little longer.” Ripley’s touched my face gently and smiled at me. “Hey, sweetie.” Ripley never calls me pet names, probably because she’s one of the few people allowed to call me Cas. But that means it must be serious. “Did you just call me D
71 Cas’ pov “Get a team,” I told Ripley while a lot of doctors were working on me. “What do you mean?” Ripley asked. Her hands were covered in blood, her jeans had a hole around her knee, and she looked like she was still in shock. I fucking hated that I couldn’t protect her then, but there’s no way in hell I’m going into surgery without knowing she’s safe. “Police will send some patrols to keep an eye on you and the girls, but you should hire additional security. Call, -“ Before I could finish, the doctor tried to stop me from talking. “Sir, we really have to go.” “I don’t fucking care. Give me a second!” I shouted, which earned me a glare from almost everyone in the room. “Cas…” Ripley scolded me. “Call my assistant. Call my dad. I know he’s a fucking dick, but he’ll know what to do.” And I was escorted out of the room. I wanted to say more, but apparently if you get shot, you need surgery. At first, I felt fine; the adrenaline was pumping through my body. I didn't even fee
Ripley’s povRiver and Rose were looking up at me with big eyes, both curious why I had told them to sit down. How could I explain this to them?Yeah, um, your dad is still alive, and Cas and him both got hurt and are now in the hospital?No…But could I not tell them about Oliver? What if he didn’t pull through? I would be the one keeping them away from their father.Even if he didn’t deserve it, did River and Rose deserve a chance to say goodbye?Shit..“Mommy?” River asked, while her sister looked up at me wondering what was going on as well. They could probably feel my nerves.“Riri and Roro. I wanted to talk to you about something. ….”THREE HOURS EARLIER“Sit down,” Cas said with a smirk.He was enjoying this a bit too much. But even I must admit, it was nice to see the surprise look on Oliver’s face when he saw Cas sitting beside me holding my hand.It wasn’t like he had done much to “win me back,” like he had claimed in the beginning he was going to do. If Oliver could lie, wh
Ripley’s pov “I don’t want to keep playing this game.” I told Cas. “I’m calling Oliver and arranging a meeting. I want you there.” “Okay.” Ripley giggled, “That’s it? You had this big plan and everything.” Cas winked at me, making me instantly feel butterflies in my stomach. “My plan isn’t necessarily tied to Oliver. He’s just a cog in the machine. I want to break the whole fucking machine apart. Make sure there’s nothing left to ever rebuild.” “You sound like a man looking for vengeance,” I joked. I half joked; talking about breaking things apart was maybe a bit much. Cas pulled me close to him, giving me a kiss that made my legs weak. “The type of man Simon is... He won’t go down without a fight. He’ll try to come for me and for everyone I love if I let him. The things I found are so fucking bad, Ley. That man deserves to go to prison.” “So, give the cops everything you’ve learned.” I said, looking up into the eyes of the most handsome man alive. God, how could someone be this
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