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?

are so naive!' he jeered

you

mischievously. There was a hint of allure in his voice. Under normal circumstances, Cassandra might even

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

you go back to bed

Cassandra up and tossed her

dignity until it was reduced

as if

felt as if her soul were floating in the air, staring blankly at

see? This is what you get when you offend Rufus. He is nothing like the affectionate and thoughtful gentleman you once knew. Upsetting him would grant you a

her so much to find that the trust she once had for him was all a lie.

risen. Rays of sunlight peeked into the room

woke to the brightness and warmth of sunlight.

taken a bath and gotten dressed. He was wearing

suit, he looked immaculate. The gorgeous man that stood in his place showed no trace of the tyrant from the night

not here when I come back, trust me

around to leave the room and slam the

shuddered as the door slammed shut. She retrieved her wrists from the

breaking up with you, Rufus?' she murmured inwardly.

but her tears had been

Neither motivation nor strength was available to

go to hell! I won't mind demons skinning

on! Hold on, Cassandra! Then we both

to take over her the moment Rufus

with his work as quickly as possible to make

her wrists

The more she struggled, the more furious he became. She said nothing but "I

turned hoarse and she didn't talk to

make sure she would not be able

he cooled down, he began to reflect on whether he

too seriously? Why did he abuse her like that?

make it up to her. The thought of how much she feared him that morning horrified him. She could not

sky was already dark. She slept the