The Husband

The Art of War

 As I stood by the balcony, feeling nostalgic and I remembered how I was like this on our first day in Greece for our honeymoon in an island he named after me, which I still find ridiculous but heart warming since he named an island after me.I watched the sun set and the light being illuminated on the waters surface giving it that mirror effect.

Being too caught up in the beautiful silence aside from hearing the waves crash, I felt his arms wrap around me tightly and his body pressing against my back.

"A penny for your thoughts?" He whispered in my ear seductively, making the hairs in my nape stand.

"A penny for my thoughts? Oh no i'd sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more after I'm a goner." I broke into a song, turning my head to face him he caught my lips in a quick kiss.

"I know that song, you're not dying young." He looked at me straight in the eyes, getting lost in those deep ocean colored eyes of his was something I'd never get over or get used to.

"Did you know that your eyes remind me of the deep ocean sea? Or that heart of the ocean necklace in Titanic?" I turned to face him, his hands held my hips while I held his face in mine.

Running my fingers through his hair, I couldn't get over the fact his hair felt like silk in my fingertips. It was so smooth and soft to the touch.

"I love you so much." I couldn't help myself but tell him and God you know how much I do.

"I love you more." Was his great reply, the back of his hand caressed the skin of my cheek. He looked at me deep in the eyes and I felt as though he was staring into my soul.

"I want us to start a family Cassandra.." He spoke softly, caressing my bottom lip with his thumb. Losing myself in his eyes I got dragged away with his words. He looked at me with so much love and it pained me.

A family...

I wanted and want to have a child, children.. with Logan I wanted everything with him. But having a kid made me think..

Will I be a bad mother? Will I neglect my child? I.. I don't want to be like her.

"You'll never be like them.. You'll be greater than she could ever be." He looked at me in the eyes, not breaking eye contact.

"I know you Cassandra, don't overthink.. I'm not pressuring you, all I'm saying is I am ready and I want us to have our own, We still have forever remember?" He smiled at me and pressed a kiss on my forehead making me close my eyes, feeling just this moment between us.

"I will always love you. No matter what." He said just a little above a whisper as if he talked any louder the moment would break.

We never spoke about that subject ever again that night, Its not that I am not ready to have kids... Its the environment I am bringing them to and with the current situation that we have I know that having children would be dangerous not only to me and Logan but even to my children's lives.

And I will not risk that. NEVER.

We returned back to New York, papers piled up and in the span of 2 months and a spare change of days, I missed a lot on things. Logan told me that we had something important to talk about and I knew with things recently, this would be more than important... I had a feeling it was life changing.

I was cooped up in my office which was renovated by both Aunt Marceline and Darcy, I liked the aura it gave off. With hues of Black, Crimson and white but mostly it was the first and second that dominated the room.

Signing, reviewing and having my PA make copies of said documents have never been the greatest but I was thankful I had something to do while the gears in my head worked for the next step in crushing them down.

A knock came and that pulled me out of my robotic reverie, looking up I saw my PA with a bunch of folders which I assume are the copies I had her make and requested to file in the cabinet in the other room adjoined to my office.

"Put it in there." I jutted my thumb towards the half opened door that led to the important files that I kept close to me.

Another knock came and my secretary followed in, she caught sight of my PA coming out of the files room, who noticed my Secretary was staring at her and making her scurry out like a mouse who saw a cat.

"I'm sorry." She said hurriedly and closed the door behind her.

"Mrs. Sabella you have a visitor." Was all she needed to say for me to know that whoever this visitor was, he/she is unwelcome in my place.

"Let them in." She nodded, giving me an unsure look but walked away anyways. I was focused on my paperwork and I heard the doors open, There stood Hank Russell with all his jackass glory.

"Welcome! to what do I owe the pleasure of having you visit me?" I questioned, not keeping eye contact while I put away the documents and contracts I was working on. Leaning against my chair, I looked at him who stood and kept his gaze at me.

"I want to know on where is Andrew." He spoke gruffly, I knew at that moment he was a few wisps away from lashing out to me. I knew him that well.

"Why are you asking me? He's not my son to keep in a leash." I retorted sarcastically, his glare would've made me flinch and feel scared if I was the old Cassandra.

"Don't test my patience child." His voice low and with the tight fists he had on the side, I knew to take a step back on my words a little.

"Why are you even asking me of Andrews whereabouts? I've never seen him after that party a few months back." He looked at me straight in the eyes, pulling his phone out of his front pocket he slammed it on my table and I looked down to see a picture that could haunt me but then it won't.

"That.. Is his hand. I had it tested for DNA and that is Andrews! Give me back my son!" He slammed his hands on my table and I looked at him straight in the eyes.

"I would advise calling the Grimm reaper or Satan, he might be hanging around their territory." I whispered and he took a step back looking at me with pure horror, rage and hatred.

I could still remember the talk I had with the brothers, Logan brought me to Luca's mansion and that was where I saw Bethany, looking defeated and well hopeless.

Flashback to 3 days ago....

"Why are we visiting Luca?" I looked at Logan who for some reason looked distressed.

"We need to talk about something and Luca will tell you something as well." His grip on the stirring wheel and well he was speeding up. You'd think after that car "accident" I would be traumatized of cars and speeding but I was not.

"I love you." Was all I told him, taking his hand off the wheel, I squeezed it tight to reassure him I would still be here for him.

We arrived at Luca's mansion, an elder woman offered me tea to "calm my nerves" so she says, there were women roaming round and about the house like it was fückin' Heffner's Playboy Mansion.

They were giving me snide looks and all I did was look calm and collected, legs crossed and posture on line.

"Ohh look who we have here, Ms. Prissy I think ye' got lost." A light skinned girl wearing one skimpy bikini hollered and her groupie laughed.

"Pretty sure i'm in the right place, you look like you got lost though. The stripper bar is on the next town." I looked at her from head to toe, she's the easy reading woman who reeks of gold digger scent and of course she was your cliché whöre. The implants in both front and back with matching facial reconstruction was not enough but then I lived with one of their kind for my whole life so I knew them.

"You bîtch!!" She was storming her way to me and I stood up , towering over her thanks to the 6 inch Loboutin heels I wore.

"Touch me and I will make you regret it." I whisper threatening her in a menacing tone that made her take a step back and take another look at me as if that would change her mind.

"Oh? and what are you going to do?!" She threw her towel at me and I snapped at the ounce of disrespect I got from an insecure stranger. I raised my hand, swung it hard across her face making her shriek and fall on the floor, her groupie came down to her side consoling her wounded pride and humiliation.

"What is happening here?!" A voice boomed, making me turn I faced my husband looking appalled and raging, with his brother who looked at the woman weeping on the floor and back to I who stood tall.

"Luca!! This crazy woman hit me for no reason.. She started calling me names just because she looked high and mighty." The whöre scrambled to his feet and held for her dear pthetic life.

I scoffed and looked down at her, literally, she looked taken aback that I didn't cower when she supposedly ratted me out to Luca and Logan.

"Is that true?" Both brothers looked at me with a raised brow, these two could pass up as Siamese twins with the way they look at me.

"What do you think?" I raised a brow back and Logan chuckled, shaking his head. Pulling me towards him he pressed his lips against mine.

"God, the sweetness you two pour out is just too much for me." Luca fake gagged and we both laughed, my husband slinging his arm over my shoulder, pressing another kiss on my temple.

"I want you all to meet Cassandra Sabella, this is Logans wife." Luca looked down at the whö- woman who was on his feet acting helpless and now has her mouth hanging wide in surprise.

"You do know there are security cameras here right?" I asked the bunch of them and it was as if they just remembered, the woman scrambled up to her feet and bowed before us and dragged her groupie along, away from us and away from me.

"I swear Luca, your taste in women are horrendous. The only woman that I ever approved of that you L-word is Patricia." I glared at him while he just sighed, pulling away from Logan I pulled his dear brother in for a hug.

Every person has a weakness and his was her just like how Logan is my own.

Sitting in the glass house where greenery and colorful flowers surrounded us I felt jealous that he had one beautiful place like this.

"So what are we needed to talk about?" I inquired, staring at the two while I drank my cappuccino.

I noticed Logan taking a deep breath and when the two started talking, I didn't feel like drinking anymore. I was intently listening and I never noticed how tears fell from my eyes, I was in a coma that I knew but the pain Logan felt and how hard it was for him... I never knew it was like this.

Something snapped in him to make him hunt Andrew and Beth down, resulting to Andrew being killed and Beth being held prisoner by Luca, he was a heartless man towards people who wasn't close to him and his original plan was to put Bethany in one of the dungeons however she was still a woman, so he locked her up in one of the rooms that bore nothing but the basics: bed, bathroom, closet and window.

Andrews death didn't surprise me anymore with the lifestyle that he led and the attitude he had, I knew it would get him killed one day. Just never thought it would be in the hands of my husband.

I wanted to see her and when I did, I felt nothing but pity towards the woman who was apparently a drug addict, she was already in the peak of her career but of course like every other famous person, she let it get through her head.

After seeing Beth we went back to the glass house, I asked for a moment alone with Logan and repeatedly asked for his forgiveness but he shushed me..

"It isn't your fault, it was partially mine. If I wasn't driving that fast, the impact wouldn't have been that bad." He held me tight, apologizing and promising me that he was never going to be that reckless again.

"But I love you reckless..." I retorted and that was enough to make him laugh.

Present Day..

"You monster!!!" Hank came at me an I swung a fist at him, making him fall on the floor, looking like that woman back in Luca's place.

"You people have to come up with something better than just that. " I glared at him and he did back to me.

"You do know.. Andrew is your only child. Beth and I were never yours, try asking that to your wife. You might be shocked on how long she was going at it behind your back." I taunted and he looked at me unbelieving.

"Remember what you told me 5 years ago? That me living is a sin itself for your wife? How about her whoring around while you're gone and having children with those affairs of her and telling you it was yours? But then.. You discovered I wasn't yours that is why you suddenly treated me like shít and let's not forget killing your own best friend." I felt déja vu with the current situation I was having with him. He was about to answer back when I held mg hand up to signal him to shut up for a second.

"I have proof, don't think all of this is an empty threat." I smirked and while he was under the trance thinking his already ruined life is about to get ruined by the one person he loathed. I called in security to escort him back out my building and when they came he was pulled out of his trance.

"I will kill you next." Was his threat towards me, the hatred in his eyes were deep and I matched them.

"Not if I get you first." I walked close to him, face near his ear I whispered my promise that I will never break.

"And believe me... I will."

He was pulled or dragged out of my office while he made a scene, cursing and threatening my life.

"This is war."