A Graduation Gift

"I won't cook for you anymore!"

Cassandra pouted. Rufus was being critical about the dishes she prepared. It made her feel irritated and unappreciated. She'd rather stop cooking for him.

Cassandra threw the chopsticks onto the dining table, adding more of a dramatic effect and then stormed off. She went to the study to work on her design. The last thing she felt like was talking to Rufus.

Rufus couldn't help smiling seeing her angry. Cassandra was beautiful, but when angry she was exquisite. His little woman was so dramatically cute. He thought so while staring at her leaving.

Since she didn't eat much for dinner, Rufus warmed a cup of milk then walked over to the study to put the cup on her desk. Sitting down opposite her, he stared at the little woman intently.

Cassandra ignored him, playing she was still angry. She let him do whatever he wanted, while still focusing on the design.

Rufus kept staring at her, becoming passionately aroused. He began distracting her, as she felt his desire in his eyes warm her. She couldn't concentrate any longer.

"What do you want now?" she exclaimed, knowing full well the answer.

She closed the notebook and looked at him. He had fixated his eyes on her, as though she was some exotic, rare creature. Cassandra couldn't withstand his gaze any longer.

"You."

Rufus gave her a simple reply in a flirting tone, as he smiled slyly.

Cassandra's face turned red, at the thought of his intentions in his eyes. He loved playing these games with her. Teasing her as his eyes roamed all over her body, and causing her to feel his emotions coming through.

Rufus came over to her and hugged her in his arm, kissing her passionately for a long time, as his hands stroked her body gently.

A smile ventured around the corners of his mouth, as dark arousal framed his passion filled eyes. He scooped her up and took her to the bed. Their night had just began.

In an exclusive club in G City, Cassandra was dining with a client. They were laughing and talking about business ideas and issues they might have to overcome.

in, holding a decorative plate

her blood freeze, as she glanced at

in this establishment, working as a waitress? What has happened

for a moment, turned on her heels and began to leave the

stood up and caught her

are

in

come back to G City. What is she up to?' Cassandra kept asking herself. 'She still has

remembered the time when Whitney told her she'd seen Cloris. At that time she hadn't taken it

is none of

shook off Cassandra's hand and ran

client, knowing something was defiantly wrong, felt awkward and reserved another time to talk to Cassandra. They would then battle to focus on business. Saying goodbye to the client, Cassandra apologized for the drama. Sitting alone, she tried to process her plan of action, feeling upset. She pushed her hands

talk to the manager of

I'm Cloris's sister. May I

once again on how Cloris's absence from her classes would affect

month now. She needed an internship and asked if we could take her in. She

felt annoyed at this interrogating. He'd never anticipated that Cloris would work here without her family's permission. What was even more surprising

address?" Cassandra asked enquiringly.

couldn't find Cloris. The security guard at the gate told her that Cloris had left in a hurry, with a frightened look on her face as though being

to Cloris? Why did she lie to us? And why did she come back?' Cassandra thought, keeping her

manager had provided her with a vague address. She followed it and went to a resident building nearby. Cloris hadn't provided her detailed address to the manager. So Cassandra was unable to locate the apartment number. She decided to wait at the main entrance, hoping her sister would appear.

the people come and go, Cassandra felt helpless. Why did Cloris hate her so much? As sisters, they were supposed to love and support each other. But that didn't apply

seemed to misunderstand her intentions. If they had a chance to talk, Cassandra decided to figure

She walked with no enthusiasm, as though lost in her perplexity. Cassandra hoped she hadn't got involved in drugs and other forms of addictions. That would open up

"Cloris, wait up!"