When Edward heard it, he smiled as he quickly positioned his d*ck and slowly pushed it inside her.
"F*ck, Cassandra, you're making me happy right now," he said, pounding her.
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Cassandra awoke alone in her bed and sat up with a start. Was it all a nightmare, she wondered? When he lifted the covers and saw that she was naked, he gasped.
"F*ck! What happened?!?" she exclaimed as she noticed the love bites on her stomach. "So, this wasn't a dream," she exclaimed.
"No, it wasn't," Edward's husky voice said as he stepped out of the bathroom. He approached her and sat on the bed, taking her chin in his hand. "If it was a dream, it was the best damn dream I've ever had, my wife-to-be," he said as he kissed her, his desire growing as he laid her back down and climbed on top.
"No way, Edward--"
"Shhh, you don't need to deny this Cassandra, I already know you love me, so stop resisting yourself because, after this, we're going to plan our wedding," He said as Cassandra's eyes widened in surprise.
"No—"
"You can't get away from me now, sweetie; you already said yes, and don't ever think about denying it because I recorded everything you said, including your moans when we made love last night," he whispered as he noticed Cassandra's face blushing.
Cassandra is speechless since she is embarrassed for him. "F*ck, why did I lose control of myself last night," she thought to herself as she secretly glanced at him, but Edward noticed and she looked away as she heard him chuckle.
He finally pulled away around noon, saying, "We better get ready, Mr. Robel will be waiting for us."
"Edward, about this," she said, her gaze averted from his.
"Don't say anything Cassandra, you're already wearing the ring and you've already lost the opportunity to refuse this, sweetie. Remember how you begged last night, so take our time and see where this takes us," Edward said with a wink. Cassandra noticed her heartbeat becoming faster and louder as she walked down, flowing down her back and over her shoulders. Every man in the room turned to look as she passed.
It reminded him of the dress she wore when he first met her. When they got back to the hotel, all he could think about was taking it off her. But after the performance, he promised to take her out to dinner, and luckily for him, she suggested they eat in the hotel dining room.
During dinner, a woman approached their table, and Edward rose to greet her.
"Hello, Sofie."
"Oh, Edward, nice to see you; I had no idea you were in town; are you staying at the hotel?"
"Hum-yes," he says, turning to face Cassandra. "Sofie, Meet Cassandra Ogatcho, a friend of mine. Cassandra, Sofie Montero."
Cassandra looked at Edward, hurt and a little angry. He had called her his friend, "After proposing to me last night and now calling me as his friend," she said to herself as she rolled her eyes secretly but she can hint in his voice that they were more than that. Then he walked Sofie over to her table, they talked for several minutes, she kissed his cheek, and he walked back over to Cassandra.
He became quiet, occasionally looking over at Sofie. "If you want, you can sleep in my room," Sofie said with a seductive smile to Edward.
Cassandra then snapped, fed up with being ignored.
When he looked at Cassandra, he frowned. "I'm sorry, Sofie, but you don't need to do that; I'm very comfortable in my room now," Edward said as Sofie walked back to her room.
"I don't want to be with Sofie. It's late. Let's eat and go to our rooms," Edward said, and a gloomy silence descended on them. He walked her to her room quietly, opening the door but not attempting to enter.
"I don't want to be with Sofie. It's late. Let's eat and go to our rooms," Edward said, and a melancholy silence descended on them. He walked her to her room quietly, opening the door but not attempting to enter.
"Do you want to come in?" she inquired.
"It's late, I'm just going to take a shower and go to sleep," he said as he kissed her on the cheek and walked away.
She was perplexed as to why he didn't want to stay after accepting his proposal. "Isn't that what he had been wanting for so long, or was he one of these men who only wanted the thrill of victory, and once he got what he wanted, he couldn't be perturbed," she grumbled to herself, annoyed by his treatment.
She went to his room after showering and putting on one of her most beautiful nighties. She would go to him if he did not come to her.
His door was ajar, so she opened it; what she saw froze her in place. His door was ajar, so she opened it; what she saw stunned her. Edward stood over the bed, naked except for a towel, while a half-naked woman, later revealed to be Sofie, lay on the bed.
When Edward turned around after hearing a noise and saw Cassandra, his jaw dropped. "Oh my God Cassandra, this isn't what it appears to be," he went to approach her, but she held up her hand.
"Don't get any closer; I'll just leave now and let you finish what you were doing." She turned and walked out of the room.
She threw herself on the bed and cried until she had nothing left. She lay under the covers, her eyes swollen and red. He harmed her. Just as she had decided to give him a chance to have a happy family with him, she realized she was in love with him and thought he was falling in love with her. There would be no more hopes, passionate kisses, or sex; she was finished, and she would never allow herself to be hurt again.