A few minutes later, Eros was seated in his office, facing the woman Javier had introduced as Ms Peterson. They stared at each other without saying a word for a while and Eros had to clear his throat. Was she expecting him to say something first? Why was she staring at him like that? Was she not the therapist? She should start by asking questions.She inhaled and smiled at him. "Mr. Castillo, how do you feel now?" she asked.Eros wanted to get grumpy and ask her to get on with the therapy already, but he figured it might be part of the session. "I always feel better.""So, can you tell me about yourself?"Was she kidding right now? Was she not supposed to know who he was already? Javier should have filled her in on it, he didn't have time for all this. But when he was about to snap, he heard Javier in his head. 'Talk to her, it's the procedures...'"I run the Castillo Empire, it was an enterprise left to me by my father, Dominico Castillo before he died...""Er...Mr. Cas
Vote and comment if you love the story❤️ Shit, shit, shit, shit. Apollo quickly dropped her as Eros approached them. Her heart was hammering against her ribcage now and she thought of what to do to save Apollo from Eros' rage. Everyone went dead silent, and the only noise heard was Eros' footsteps. She was torn between explaining herself and watching to see what Eros had to say. Explaining would mean she was guilty, but keeping calm meant she didn't know what Eros could do to Apollo.Eros walked up to them and pushed Apollo on the chest. "Why were you carrying her?" he demanded. "Eros..." Cassandra began to speak, but Eros shot her a mean stare. "I didn't ask you the question." He turned back to Apollo who was now standing with his head bent. "What do you think you are doing with her?" "We were playing games and he lifted me like that because our team won, it means nothing!" Cassandra said, letting the words out of her mouth quickly so Eros won
Vote|Comment ❤️ "The show is over, now, go back to your duty posts," Javier said, stepping into the kitchen. The staff and soldiers slowly left the kitchen, leaving Cassandra still seated on the floor, looking defeated. Carlos was still there on the floor, whimpering and clutching his face. Javier motioned for Bully and Apollo to take him to Grandma Adella's apartment to be fixed. She just returned from her trip.When the men led Carlos out of the kitchen, Javier turned to Cassandra and stretched out his hand. She took it hesitantly; he dragged her up from the floor and made her seat on a tall stool by the island. He filled a tall glass with water and handed it to her while sitting on the stool next to her. Cassandra stared at the glass. She didn't know what to think as so many thoughts swarm her mind at the moment. She didn't know if Eros was mad at her or not and she didn't understand the look Lucia gave her. "Have you eaten anything yet?" Javier
It was getting darker, but Eros was not bothered about going home. He sat in the lounge of one of his hostels drinking glass upon glass of alcohol, hoping no one finds him. Javier had called him severally, but he had refused to answer, all he wanted was to be alone. He didn't know why he felt this way and tried to convince himself that it was because of the memory that the therapy session he had earlier sprouted, but deep down in his most secret heart, he knew it was something that Cassandra said to him.Why was he letting it get to him? Why was he letting her mess around with his head? Was he angry? Was he sad? He couldn't differentiate what he was feeling right there. It was a feeling of frustration, a feeling of helplessness. What was he going to do to make her stop talking to him that way? Violence never solved the problem. His phone vibrated again, he stared at it, Javier flashed on the screen, and he ignored it. He planned to drink until he stopped thinking of the differen
Cassandra must have slept off sometime in the night because when she woke up, she was on the bed and the side which Eros slept on was empty. They had slept side by side with Eros clinging onto her like he was clinging to life. When she was done cleaning his wounds and got him to wear his pajamas the previous night, they had gone to the room and Eros had pleaded that she stay with him for a little while.She had never seen that part of him before and he looked like a scared child. She decided to stay by him and let him hold her until he was asleep, but she didn't know when she slept off herself and now it was morning. She sat up in bed, stretched herself, and yawned. "Where has he gone to?" she asked herself as she got out of bed and picked up a note on the nightstand. Come down for breakfast when you are awake. Eros.She looked around in surprise, her face crumpling in a scowl. Why was Eros being so gentlemanly? Honestly, she hadn't expected the task to be this simple, but
Going for two days without speaking with Apollo was getting heart-wrenching for Cassandra. The worst part was that she had no one to speak to about what she was passing through and how she felt. Her heart was heavy, and Apollo was the only person that could relate to her. Lucia has not even spoken to her after Carlos' incident, and she didn't know why. She has not even seen her friend since that day, so while Eros was at work the next day, she decided to go over to Lucia's room and talk vaguely about her predicament.The boy's quarters were quiet when she got there as everyone had left for their different duty posts. Some even went out with Eros and Cassandra was happy about that. It was almost evening and Lucia must have finished whatever chores she was doing, so it wasn't a bad time to catch up with her. Once she was at Lucia's door, she knocked once and went in but stopped abruptly at what she saw.They didn't even notice her come in or were simply ignoring her. Her feet were
When Cassandra opened her eyes again, it was morning. The room was still dark, but the sun rays streamed in from the dark curtains, she turned to the other part of the bed and found it empty. The memory of last night replayed in her head again. She hadn't meant to burst out like that in front of Eros last night, but the whole feeling had overwhelmed her, and she couldn't control herself. Eros had surprised her when he had wrapped his arm securely around her and held her tightly, rocking her to sleep.She was half asleep when she heard him on the phone telling someone he won't be able to go to the dinner party and she felt really bad about that. She felt when he slowly laid her on the bed and when he drew the blanket up to her chin, she had surprised both of them by grabbing his wrist and pleading with him to stay with her. He had looked uncertain for a moment, but he had climbed in behind her. Having Eros lie behind her with his arm wrapped securely around her was a slight relie
Cassandra watched Eros as he controlled the steering, his eyes focused on the road. She has not been in a car with Eros before and had never seen him drive. She never knew that the sight would dazzle her so much. She could tell he was still furious from the information he received about Marco selling them out to the police, but he was just calm because of her and now, he was taking her somewhere, to show her something, he had tagged as a surprise. She didn’t want to get ahead of herself thinking Eros was changing because of her, but she was excited that he at least listens to her.She watched Eros’ sturdy arms as he maneuvered the steering, and she felt her heart manoeuvring toward him. He was an embodiment of sexiness, and sexual sin and she has never failed to notice it, just that she wasn’t a fan of his temper. Eros was temptation in every way, in the way he carried himself when he walked, not like he owned the world, but like he didn’t care who owns the world. His smirk that