A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 142

Rufus slammed the car brakes all of a sudden, pulling the car to an halt.

He turned around to check on Cassandra who was sitting in the back seat. Her face was extremely red and her eyes were closed with her eyelashes moving slightly as she frowned. She seemed to be suffering from pain. She was murmuring his name and some inaudible words which Rufus couldn't tell.

Rufus held his breath and leaned closer towards the backseat, trying to discern what she was saying.

Thankfully, he recognized some of the words she was saying. She said 'homeless' and 'desperate.'

All of a sudden, Rufus remembered their conversation that time. He had also pulled over by the road, and told her that he would be standing by her side at any time.

He promised to love, protect and cherish her. He said that he would always be with her and give her a home.

Rufus was silent for a moment. Then he thought, 'Cassandra, why are you talking about this? Are you reminding me to fulfill my promises?' Rufus asked himself as he looked at Cassandra's innocent face.

Facing the steering wheel now, he smiled happily, then sped up and drove to his place directly.

As soon as they arrived, he carried Cassandra up to the bathroom. He filled the bathtub with warm water as it would help a drunk person sober, then gently placed the woman inside the warm tub.

He wanted to take her clothes off; but unexpectedly, the lady who had been quiet and dazed suddenly began to struggle heavily.

She was pushing and shoving whoever or whatever within her reach. Both her hands and her legs were desperately swinging and plunging in the air, causing the water in the tub to be spilled everywhere on the bathroom floor.

"Go away! Don't touch me! Go away!"

With her eyes still closed, Cassandra's eyebrows were frowning. She exerted her utmost strength and struggled to fight despite being half conscious.

"Be a good girl, Cassandra. Calm down! It's me, Rufus!"

Rufus was holding her in his arms all this time so she wouldn't hurt herself. Taking off her clothes was a struggle for Rufus, especially when he was doing it with only one hand.

"No, Rufus! We can't do it!"

Cassandra opened her eyes, it was obvious however that her head was still blank. She couldn't even recognize the man in front of her.

Rufus reckoned that she hadn't recovered from being drunk yet. Probably she even forgot that she had already been divorced, that was why she kept saying no to him.

With the warm water wrapped on her body, she started to recover and regain consciousness gradually.

Minutes later, Cassandra slowly opened her eyes, focusing on the man right in front of her. She couldn't help but be amazed at the handsome features of his face.

He was still so gorgeous, with the usual cool face, the face of her savior, her protector, and the one who came to her every time when she needed help. This face belonged to the man she loved!

Cassandra lazily reached out and stroked his face gently. She thought all the while that she was in a sweet dream.

As her hands touched his face, however, it felt so real. She could feel the warmth from his skin and the scent of his perfume lingered through her senses.

"Are you done touching me?"

Rufus asked, trying to suppress his desire aroused by her touch. His voice was so soft, so gentle and so soothing.

"Hmm?"

Cassandra moaned as she wondered why this dream seemed to be so real. But before she could figure it out, she felt gentle hands lifting her head. Rufus began kissing her.

Cassandra's throbbing head suddenly cleared at the warmth of Rufus's kiss. She wasn't kissing him back for she was surprised at the turn of events. 'Why am I here?' she asked herself.

She desperately wanted to clear things out with Rufus. She tried hard to push him away, but she failed. Rufus held her even tighter and his kisses grew deeper.

"Cassandra, you know how much I cared for you. You have gone through all to come to me. Now it's my turn. Let me show you how much I love you," whispered Rufus.

Cassandra's cheeks flushed crimson red. She started to feel the warmth rising up her body. Soon enough, she felt weak all over.

"Rufus..."

Her feeble tone made Rufus crave more from her. He wanted to pour out his love for her, the long-concealed passion and yearning he had for her.

His eyes darkened, and he was no longer unable to control himself...

The beautiful night turned out to be a great and passionate night for Cassandra and Rufus. They shared the love and enjoyed themselves to the mirth and passion without any bars hold. Rufus wished the night would be longer and Cassandra felt way happier in the arms of the man she loved most.

The next morning, the birds chirruped clearly, teasing Cassandra's ears. Rufus's smell lingered under her nose and she opened her eyes looking around.

Pulling herself up, she blinked her eyes and cleared her vision.