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Cassandra Syndrome

Cassandra Reid has never found a fortune teller on Earth that could read her future. She always gets the same cards got over and over again from the different tarot readers she approached. High Priestess and the Four Knights. Knight of Pentacles. Knight of Swords. Knight of Wands. Knight of Cups. And the last one? The ominous Death Card. Every fortune teller has no idea what they meant and they have completely given up on her fate. Even she, herself, has given up. Until one of the Knights showed up. And tried to kill her. YUMMY EXCERPT: updates every day "Why are you protecting me anyway?" I swallowed a lump forming in my throat. "What's in it for you?" "Yeah, Cass. I ask myself every day why I am doing this too. Before I sleep and the first thing that comes to my mind the moment I wake up? It's you." His gaze jerked up and clashed with mine, confusion darkening those gorgeous irises. "I'm doing things I never even wanted to do in the first place. Like messing up my mission as the heir of the House of Cups." "I don't want to be indebted to you! I don't want you to get hurt while you kept me safe." The more I spoke, the more Gabriel's pupils narrowed. "Do you know why I'm doing this?" Gabriel chuckled without humor as he cupped my chin, forcing my face to his. "Because I loathe it when you are hanging out with some other guy. Someone who isn't me." He pulled back and studied my face before shaking his head. "I want to kill them myself. There's a dark thought in my mind that says you are mine to own. And you are mine to kill when that time comes where I have to." Gabriel's grip tightened and he leaned down, placing us nose to nose, his choppy breath traipsing over my lips. "You like taunting me by flirting with other guys too, do you? Well, guess what? It works. I can't fucking get you out of my mind." He released me long enough to slam a fist into the wall just beside my temple. "The first kiss was a goddamn mistake. It was supposed to purge you from my thought, make me stop wondering what you taste like."

Parisian_Moon · Fantasy
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97 Chs

Mountain Retreat

I expected Gabriel to bring that bright orange convertible of his, but no.

Hmm.

My lips curved into a frown.

I also forgot that if Gabriel was smart, he couldn't leave that on the side of the road overnight because they were too deep in the woods.

So no one would be able to watch it.

Well, not unless Gabriel would order someone to do it for a night. But that might be too much of a hassle.

Now, I had no doubts that the Acqua Family had the cold cash in the bank to buy a new car if ever it got stolen.

However, it didn't mean that these hectares of forest lands were properties of the Lockwood Family.

Gabriel was a reliable man because he knew the ins and outs of that thick forest we just escaped from.

It would make sense that he knew the shortcut since Lysander had told me that the four of them hung out in that forest cabin sometimes.

The Heir of Cups was a privileged young master like the rest of the other Heirs.