tiffers. 35. demisexual. dog lover. geek. perfectionist.
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It Just Keeps Getting Messier And Messier.
It just keeps getting messier and messier.
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Slightly shameful to admit, but nothing could stop me from playing this game
"I hope you haven't been feeling neglected.", Malcolm continued, raising an eyebrow at his betrothed. "You know that you're my first priority, Cassie."
Cassandra could only nod and smile. She felt like she had been doing that her whole life. And, if she went through with the wedding with Malcolm, it would continue. Malcolm would expect her to heel and behave herself. He had been raised rather harshly by his mother, and, after Johnny left the family to chase his dreams of building his own fortune without the Landgraab name, she had been particularly hard on her younger son. Cassandra felt bad for him, but she also knew that he wasn't going to change. There was too much at stake.
"Malcolm....there's something I have to tell you.", she started, as he rose from his seat and offered her his hand.
"Later, my little songbird. Let's sit on the couch and watch that documentary I was telling you about! The one about the founding of Pleasantview? I know your family has connections there and it should be really very interesting to you."
Cassie hated that about Malcolm. She hated that he never wanted to listen to her talk. He didn't value her words, or her voice, and that was why the irony of him calling her songbird as a pet name wasn't lost on her. But, maybe that was the whole reason why he called her that. He only wanted to hear her when she was happy and pleasant; not when her emotions were getting the best for her.
She followed him over to the couch and they settled in to watch the movie. It was boring stuff, really; mostly because everything in the documentary she already knew about. Her father had done extensive research on his family and their legacy before moving to Willow Creek to settle down and start a new life. Did she really need to hear all of this again from some quack who was convinced there was some conspiracy to rewrite time? It just sounded too strange to be true.
Nevertheless, she couldn't concentrate on the movie anyway. Not with the way his hand was rubbing her thigh, as he had pulled her legs into his lap. Cassie knew what was coming, and she was hoping she would be able to talk him out of it this time. Only time would tell.
It was at the spa that Katrina Caliente met Bella Goth for the first time. She had been invited by a couple of her friends; a way to celebrate her engagement to Don Lothario. She had heard of Bella Goth; of course, who hadn't? She was as famous for her beauty as she was for her marriage to Mortimer.
It was when Bella had noticed the ring on her finger, however, that she began to act....odd.
"Where did you get that?", Bella asked incredulously, like Katrina didn't deserve to wear it on her finger. It was rather insulting, but Katrina did what she had always done when people attempted to snub her; kept smiling and pushed on through.
"Don't you like it?", Katrina said, ignoring the edge to the woman's voice. "My fiancé proposed to me with it."
"And what is your fiancé's name?", Bella asked, raising a brow as she watched Katrina pull out her phone and flip through hundreds of pictures of Don, before handing the phone to her.
"His name is Don.", Katrina said, beaming from ear to ear. As soon as Bella looked at the picture, Katrina heard a chuckle rip from her ears.
"Don Lothario? You're engaged to The Don Lothario?", Bella asked, as Katrina's friends all moved from the other side of the room to gather around her. "You've got to be joking. The manwhore is settling down and becoming a stepfather? Surely, you jest."
Katrina didn't understand what Bella could possibly be talking about. Manwhore? Don had never shown any tendencies of being anything other than devoted to her. He didn't even look at other women when they went out in public. He was constantly all over her, and he was willing to show her off to whoever he wanted. If he had a history of seducing women, and men from what Bella was telling her, why would he do all of those? Surely, she was simply jealous.
"He's not what you say he is.", Katrina said defensively, her voice getting smaller with each passing moment.
"Right.....If you truly believe that, ask him where he got the ring, Katrina.", Bella said, her eyes softening as she went to pat her on the shoulder. "And then ask him about his past. If he truly has changed, he will tell you everything."
