Kassandra directly stood up after reading the information she got from 2-33. Her eyes sparkled, feeling a peck of hope especially when she read that he had been living in the Astarial hotel for a long time. Without further discussion, she went to her Bugatti Veyron and drove to the location of that man's company. Luckily, it is not even that far from the hotel.
She maneuvered the car to the parking lot of the said company and went out. Her eyes sparkled more when she looked up to this tall building that man owns. She got excited because she had finally found a man that she could use against her sister’s fiancé. She got inside the company and saw a bunch of different books displayed. The company is a publishing company and it is said to be the best publishing company.
No more admiring, she needs to move. She went to the information counter to ask.
"Excuse me. Can I set an appointment with Mr. Des Fluers?" Kassandra asked with a smile on her lips.
She saw how the staff looked at her from head to toe. And she saw the staff’s unsatisfied look.
Kassandra is wearing a thigh length yellow-green strap dress. Her black hair is highlighted with yellow-green color. She is wearing classy accessories and a pair of Dr. Martens knee-length shoes. It's just... her sense of fashion is maybe... too much for an appointment?
"I'm sorry, señorita. Mr. Des Fluers doesn't make appointments with women. But you can make an appointment with his assistant-
She groaned, making the staff stop. "I want Mr. Des Fluers," she demanded.
"I'm really sorry, ma'am. We cannot set an appointment with Mr. Des Fluers."
She rolled her eyes and left the company. Her mood was ruined because she just wasted her time to go to that company. She went back to Astaire and directly went to her room. She then dropped herself on the couch to rest.
She ordered food to eat and turned on the television. She then searched for channels and whatever. And then, when the night comes, she wears her sexy nightgown. She then wore a long thin coat after blowing her hair and went out of her room to go down the 11th floor.
She then went to room 110 and pressed the smart wired door bell. She leaned her back on the wall, waiting for the door to open. After a minute of no response, she clicked the doorbell again and spoke to the surveillance device beside the door.
"Room service, sir." She just announced, thinking that he might not open the door to strangers.
"I didn't ask for room service." It was a cold voice she heard from the surveillance device.
She was left speechless and without choice, she showed herself in the camera of the surveillance device for her to be seen from the inside.
"This is Kassandra Rivera, the owner of Astarial Hotel. I want to speak with you, Mr. Des Fluers" She was suppressing herself not to scream profanity and speak as politely as possible.
She didn’t hear any response, making her grip a fist, feeling insulted.
"F*ck! Just open up!" she snapped, hitting the wall beside her.
"Young lady?"
She immediately turned her gaze to the side only to see two butlers and one staff member.
"Did you see someone bothering that room, young lady? It was reported that a crazy woman was making a ruckus in room 110."
Her lips got sealed from stun. She gritted her teeth and made a fist. She glared at the surveillance device to show her anger.
"Damn it!" She stomped her feet and went back to her room.
She was so pissed that she got rejected again. Now she is thinking about how she could talk to him face to face. This man doesn’t even want to show up to her so how can I convince him?
It seems like she will be having a problem with communication with him but she just couldn't let him go. She needs him. He is a top notch for her father by just his wealth and looks. She sat on her couch and thought about what to do. She couldn’t make an appointment with him in his company and he didn't even let her in his unit…
She has no choice.
FIVE days later, Kassandra immediately stood up from sitting on the floor when the door of Mr. Des Fluers’ unit opened. She directly stood in his way to stop him from passing her. So then, Mr. Des Fluers looked at her with an annoyed look. Why?
It is because this shameless woman who just blocked his way is sure to have just woken up. Her hair is messed up and she doesn’t have makeup on. She might have not brushed her teeth too.
"Mr. Des Fluers," Kassandra covered her mouth while yawning.
Mr. Des Fluers just stared at her.
"Who the f*ck goes to work at 6:00 AM?" Kassandra frankly complained because this is the only time she had seen him. She just cannot get the timing of him coming back and out of his room during these past few days.
"I am still in the middle of my f*ckin dream during 6:00 AM and I had to wake up earliest these past four days to f*ckin meet you but you're f*ckin missing at 6:00 AM! And who's CEO doesn't f*ckin make an appointment with women? If you are gynophobic then you shouldn't have come in the hotel's bar that night. So, f*ck." She was widening her eyes while looking at him in the eyes.
However, Mr. Des Fluers’ face is still the same.
Cold.
Emotionless.
"Who are you?" He asked, coldly. He stepped closer to her.
"Who are you to ruin my mood early in the morning?" He asked again. This time, it is even colder.
She felt the weakening of her limbs because of his sharp blue eyes. She is feeling cold all over her body because of his powerful intimidating gaze. She stepped back.
" I- I...
"I don't have time to waste it with you" he cut and passed her like air passing by from a car's windows.
She was literally frozen from where she was standing. It was like the feeling of being rejected by a lover... It was like her feet were pasted on the floor. She breathes. She forgot to breathe because of those eyes. She turned her gaze to her back but then he wasn’t there anymore.
She's breathing heavily...
She didn't think that the guy she wasted her time with will actually ignore her after five days of attempting to meet him. His eyes...
His eyes had no life.
Silenced with what happened, she went back to her unit, undressed herself and went to take a bath. She turned on the shower and wet her body, still thinking. She admits it. She was affected by how he looked at her, those eyes that she never saw in one's eyes, those eyes that lingered in the past. It tells her how f*cked up his life just by that look in his eyes. She knows it. It is because... it is what she is feeling. She had a f*cked up life. She was disowned. And she is striving hard to make the people who love her stay.
She wet her head and crumpled her hands. Just thinking about Astaire being owned by others, she’d rather die. This property, the Astaire, is the only thing she doesn't want to lose. This was a gift from her grandfather that was given to her mother, and then was given to her. She doesn't care if Romania belongs to Rivera like her, but the line has to be with her. This property has to be with her because her mother valued this, more than her own life. Her mother devoted her life to make this hotel unique. And she won't just let it end here.
She hurriedly finished her bath and prepared herself. After wearing clothes, she put on makeup and went out to eat. After that, she checked all of the necessary things to check in the hotel and found no problem.
When evening came, she was looking for new material to display in the hotel on her laptop when she heard a loud scream coming from the hall. Her brows furrowed and turned her head to where it is coming from and then she saw her sister harassing one of her employees.
Her sister was grabbing the employee’s hair which is one thing she hates. She stood up and left the lounge. She took steps towards Romania and grabbed her hand, tight. As her sister's eyes meet her glaring eyes, with Romania's wrist being held tight, Romania loosened the hair of Kassandra's employee and she let go of her wrist.
Romania glared at her and to every employee looking at her.
"I am Romania Rivera, the new owner of this hotel and I am replacing all the employees under the former owner's supervision!" Romania strongly demanded. Her veins are showing for giving all her voice.
"All employees are fired!"
She just stared at her sister while everyone was looking at her. No one from all the employees there spoke. Even the ones who are checking in are looking towards her sister.
Kassandra confronted the people as she lowered her head, politely. "This is Kassandra, the owner of Astarial Hotel. Please forgive us with the commotion, dear loungers. We will assure you of your safety towards this kind of customer."
She saw the smiling face from the people like it was nothing and ignored the commotion. That is why, she grabbed Romania’s hand and dragged her to the emergency exit beside the private elevator where no one could see and hear. She then pushed her sister on the wall and strangled her.
"Don't you dare make a scene in my Astaire if you don't want me to throw you in my jungle beneath this hotel, Romania." Kassandra threatened, emphasizing every word, sonorously. She leaned closer to Romania's frightened face.
"Do you know what is in that jungle?" She asked with a challenging look and added, "It is full of insects." She smiled as she saw the widening of Romania's face.
"I can make you their food for a whole year if you ever make a move on getting this property again." She lastly threatened before releasing her and left her unconscious.