A Graduation Gift

Cassandra was humiliated. Tears of shame ran down her cheeks.

"I hate you, Rufus! I hate you so much as I have never hated anyone before!"

Cassandra roared. The throbbing pressure on her body and her temples almost made her collapse.

"Go ahead! Hate me all you want! I don't give a damn how you feel!" he shot back.

The night seemed long and distressing. Finally, Rufus lay asleep soundly beside her; his exhaustion was evident from the venting.

Cassandra's eyes widened at the sight of the man beside her.

He was fast asleep. Despite his unguarded disposition, tension shone visibly on his face.

His eyebrows were furrowed. 'What is he dreaming about?' she thought.

The tie around her wrists was loosened—a product of her unrelenting struggle. Cassandra gingerly moved her hands and freed them bit by bit

until they were finally fully hers again.

She cautiously pushed herself up and was mildly surprised that Rufus did not wake up to this. He must be exhausted, not just physically, but also mentally.

Every cell in her body hurt. Her wrists were bruised very badly.

She was not sure how she could face the tyrant on the bed. She quietly went to the closet to get some clothes.

It was better for her to leave before Rufus woke up.

She pulled on her clothing, turned around and found Rufus staring right at her. She was taken aback.

"Where are you going?"

His icy voice almost made her jump. She began to tremble.

The sound of the closet door woke him up but he waited until she got dressed to cover the bruises on her body.

'Does she think those clothes would be enough to cover the marks I left on her body? Does she really believe she could escape just like that?

so naive!' he

naked and you're fully dressed but why are you still

in his voice. Under normal circumstances, Cassandra might even think he was flirting with

however, was far from normal. Cassandra trembled and her legs grew weak. With all her strength, she

cold. Why don't you go back to bed and let

said as he scooped Cassandra up and tossed her

cold," he said as he pressed his

torture was endless. He trampled her dignity until it was reduced to

It was as if

were floating in the air, staring blankly at the woman and

offend Rufus. He is nothing like the affectionate and thoughtful gentleman you once knew. Upsetting him would grant you a

the trust she once had for him was all

of sunlight peeked into the room and fell

brightness and warmth of sunlight.

bath and gotten dressed.

that stood in his place showed no trace

go anywhere else. If you are not here when I

he turned around to leave the room and slam the door behind

the door slammed shut. She retrieved her wrists from the

this my punishment for breaking up with you, Rufus?' she murmured inwardly.

her tears had

move. Neither motivation nor strength

go to hell! I won't mind demons skinning and eating me alive!

Then we both will owe

She allowed relief to take over her the moment Rufus left and drifted

dealt with his work as quickly as possible to make sure he was home the

her wrists made him regret his

her hands with his tie. The more she struggled, the more furious he

she didn't talk to him in the

all her clothes to make sure she would not be able to leave the villa.

as he cooled down, he began to reflect on whether he overdid

She possibly said what she did in a fit of anger. Why did he take her too seriously? Why did he abuse her like that? He

badly to make it up to her. The thought of how much she

was already dark. She slept the