The Wife

Haunted

I was currently having dinner with Logan who kept stealing glances at me, and when I caught his eye he'd look away.

"Honey, one more time I catch you stealing glances I'll be calling the police." I joked and he smirked

"Oh will you now? And what are you going to tell them?" He set his fork down, his predatory gaze, looking at me with hunger.

"I'll tell them you keep stealing glances at me and that would be enough to arrest you cause that's a crime! " I smiled and he laughed, a full blown laugh. Last time I heard him laugh like this was when I tripped on the sand in the beach - he laughed so much before helping me up.

"That is one cheesy pun, you need to be a comedian." He chuckled and smiled, wiping a stray tear from his eyes.

"I met Bethany today at Darcy's photo shoot." I suddenly shot out of the blue and he looked at me directly with a raised brow, without saying anything I know he wanted me to continue.

"She is still as dramatic as ever, she still looks perfect with make up but her flaws would show without Photoshop and a load of makeup caked on her face." I mumbled and twisted my fork around my pasta.

"You are turning to a naughty little troll." Logan chuckled and I looked at him wide eyed, he did not just compare me to a troll!

"You.did not. Just compare me with a troll." I still kept my wide eyed expression, he looked up and just gave me that infamous smirk of his that got him out of everything between us.

"I did." He smiled and placed his face over his hands and looked at me straight in the eye.

"If I'm a troll then you're a..a.. Uhh.." I trailed off and he was looking at me expectantly.

"I'm a what?" He was smirking mischievously knowing I was bad at insulting him.

"You're an Ogre!" I smugly stated but instead of him acting the way I did he just gave me that blasted smirk.

"I will be Shrek if you will be my Fiona." He retorted and I just laughed, I laughed so hard I forgot what was the subject of out conversation, feeling the cool breeze of the evening wash over us.

The smell of salt water and chamomile (because of the scented oils burning on our table) mix in the air, making me look at the dark but beautiful view before us.

The moonlight mirrored on the calm waters of the sea, with the stars scattered all over the sky like pixie dust. I savored the moment with my husband, looking back at him just to see him looking intently at me.

The look he gave that only meant that I would remember this night more than I could or planned.

We were walking around the beach enjoying our weekend before the week starts again. The yacht was currently tied down on the bay along with the cruise ship my husband unknowingly owns.

"What's your next step now that she most likely told your family you're alive." He asked, pulling his sunglasses off his face. Looking at me with all hint of amusement gone. His arm still over my shoulders, I thought of it already, maybe I shouldn't have told her my last name or maybe it was right that I did.

"I want to haunt them, I want them to suffer. I don't want them to ever get back up on their feet, I will make them beg for forgiveness... I am a vengeful person, I never was but I turned to be.."

His hand tightened around my shoulder, closing my eyes tightly I remembered the days when Bethany would make fun of me, where Andrew would just let his friends back then make bully me and when they ask what relation I had with them, they would deny it and just claim I was someone else who shared a last name same as theirs but never really had any relation.

My mother never brought me along to her events or just like my siblings she ignored my presence, my dad just mostly acted as if I never exist. Looking back, it wasn't like this before - we used to be close but something changed somewhere that I grew up mostly a shadow and turned to an unwanted child.

I wanted them to feel the rejection I grew up with through the years and I want them to feel pain, worse than what I have experienced.

Life was never even with me however when fate brought Logan to me I knew he was the light in my darkness and the man who would help me make things better. He was my hope, and turned out to be my one and only love. If a time came that I will be asked to choose between my husband or my revenge.. I know my answer, without a doubt.

"Hey.." I heard a whisper against my ear making me turn to face him who looked worried.

"I lost you there for a second, are you feeling okay?" He frowned and enveloped me in a tight hug.

Sometimes moments like this had me thinking, whatever did a man like him love a woman like me.

During our so-called day off, Logan was called by his office informing him about an emergency. Of course my husband was torn, would he stay with his wife or look at whatever this emergency was.

I knew he would stay with me but I didn't want things to get worse if the guys back at the office said emergency, I had to give him a little push.

He said he'd be back in an hour tops, I knew it would take longer but Logan has been spending time with me more than running his company, I am not complaining its just he has been neglecting his duties and I don't want to see that take a toll on him.

I was currently on the phone with Bailey who was on her way to the beach along with Darcy since I decided to stay behind and not waste the beautiful relaxing day when I saw her in a pair of skimpy bikinis that barely covered her plastic surgeon'ed t**s and ass, she was walking with a man whom I can only recognize as Aleksander.

Well the day just got better.

Removing my white chiffon kimono, I was left bare with a pair of black two-piece swimsuit that contrasted against my pale skin, leaving my Gucci sunnies on I walked towards their way.

"Hi Bethany! Fancy seeing you here." I smiled at her and when she turned her attention from Aleksander to me, her face paled.

"C..Cassandra.. H-Hi!" She stuttered with fake enthusiasm, turning my sights to a certain Russian hunk, I caught him staring at me from head to toe.

"Hello Aleksander." I smiled at him and he looked at me wide eyed. Frowning for a moment and staring at me real hard, realization dawned on his perfect face.

"Cass?" He whispered in awe, unhooking his arm from Beth's grasp he pulled me in a tight hug and I swear I felt him taking a whiff of me with his hold on me slowly tightening.

"Aleks, hey." I pat his head awkwardly, I remembered the days I was close to him like a sister that I somehow thought more of.

"Oh good lord Cass! I was worried what happened to you! One day you were there and next you are gone... Auntie said you ran away." I felt happy he was worried but the last words he uttered made my heart break. Is that what they have been telling their friends who knew me? That I ran away?!

"I see.." I turned my gaze from Aleks to Bethany who was looking horrified at what her fianceè just said.

"I ran away huh Beth?" I asked and she looked at me with wide eyes.

"C..Cass its dads idea.. We had no say in it!" She tried to defend herself but I knew more than that, Hank Russell may be ruthless but ideas such as that most likely came from Antoinette or Beth.

"Hmm.. Is that so." I mumbled still keeping my eyes trained to her who kept glancing around, Aleks was looking between me and Beth who was obviously panicking.

She was about to speak but his phone cut her off, he had to answer and walk way with no hesitation. That was the thing with Aleks, work was more important than anything else.

As soon as he walked away to take his important call I walked closer to Beth who took a step back.

"Remember those days you used to haunt me Beth? Well it's my turn now to haunt you and your whole fücking family. I will make sure you or anyone of you will never come back from what I planned." I smirked at her who gave me that apologetic and guilty look.

"Casey please, I am sorry." She whispered and took a hold of my arm, her grip was tight.

"Sorry will never cut it. Sorry won't be enough for the pain your family caused me." I hissed and ripped my arm off her grip and walked away, but I turned once more to face her.

"I will ruin you all, one by one."