Chapter 111

Cassandra sat in the corner of a long empty and dark stairway.

She was crouched over, her heels hurting her feet.

Her mind was in a rage and none of the pain affected her.

Her red, thick hair fell in front of her in bushy waves and her mascara ran down her face.

Heaving and sighing, she could have scared anyone who wandered into the stairway looking to go somewhere.

But at the Kane Hotel in the middle of that silent night, no one approached her there.

Hot tears moved down her face and her body shivered with rage.

She was agonized by what she had seen and felt that day.

Cassandra had always grown up to be a gorgeous girl.

She had the curves any lady would be jealous of, and she knew how to use them to get a man's attention. Cassandra's whole life she tested things.

She tested how to see how much she could get away with.