**CASSANDRA **
The crazy fucker not only played with my questions about Isabella and him, he was making me look like the crazy one. He claims I'm trying to sleep my way into Veronica's position as his mistress. Or so. Either way, he was fucking her and me at sane freaking time.
As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, my own body failed to listen to my head. My freaking shitty hormones went ahead and allowed him to touch me, finger me at that. That piece of shit, had something else up his sleeves. He wasn't going to have sex with me, he was going to arouse me and teach me a lesson. A one, at that.
Ohhhh, I'm about to do something that will make me sleep at night." He informed me.
"I won't fall for your trickery anymore." I confidently said, once beaten, twice shy.
