It's little moments like these that makes love so special~
Fragment #4
Assignment
Winter Schnee liked to think that she trusted Cassian implicitly. They'd been together for years, and had been dating for perhaps two months now. In that time, they'd fought together, laughed together, had fun times together and then had really fun times together. If Winter couldn't trust Cassian after all that, after everything they'd been through, then she had some serious trust issues.
(Actually, she probably did. Being a Schnee and trust issues tended to go hand-in-hand.)
But Cassian's most recent assignment, given to him by her father, had her very much on edge. His orders were to get near with a certain heiress of another company, in order to persuade her to co-operate with the Schnee Dust Company.
Normally, Winter wouldn't care about this, since she was comfortable in the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous and that most women couldn't hold a candle to her in the beauty department.
Unfortunately, the same could be said of Layla Chiffon, the heiress to the Chiffon Energy Corporation. A fiery redhead, she was Winter's opposite in every possible way. Her social life was plastered all over the news, including her obvious attraction to a certain Cassian Gray.
In the past two weeks, Cassian had gone on six dates with Layla, all of which had been documented by the paparazzi. Winter had gone over each and every image, noting with rage the incredibly revealing outfits Layla wore, as well as the blatant flirting she had done with Cassian in public.
It had taken all her self-control not to go to Chiffon's headquarters and punch the heiress for touching her boyfriend.
"I'm off Winter." Cassian said, standing in the doorway. He was dressed in a very nice dinner jacket, Damocles' hilt sticking out from his shoulder as per usual. "I'll be back pretty late tonight or in the morning."
"Alright…" Winter said, biting her lip. Cassian, noticing her discomfort, immediately stopped opening the door.
"What's wrong?" Cassian asked, closing the door behind him.
"Nothing." Winter replied.
"Winter, please don't lie to me." Cassian stepped away from the door, a worried look on his face. "I've done something haven't I?"
"It's fine." Winter tried to brush the subject away, but Cassian wasn't buying it. "Just go do your mission."
"...Is this about Layla?"
"You call her Layla?" Winter tried her best to hold the emotions in her, but was failing miserably. "How long have you known her? Two weeks?"
"Winter, please-"
"Please what? My boyfriend is going out with a woman who is obviously trying to seduce him!" Winter knew she was being unreasonable, seeing as he had been assigned this job by his superior. But she couldn't stop the angry emotions in her from bubbling up. She expected Cassian to either cut her argument down flawlessly, or just leave without saying a word.
To her surprise, Cassian's response was to wrap her in a hug, effectively cutting off her speech.
"I'm sorry." Cassian whispered into Winter's ear. "I should have thought about that."
Reaching down, Cassian pulled his shoes off, before stripping his jacket off and loosening his tie.
"What are you doing? You have a-"
"Screw the mission." Cassian replied, pulling his shirt free from his pants and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his dress shirt. "If it causes you so much pain, why would I continue to do it? "
In a single move, Cassian lifted Winter into a princess carry, eliciting a squeal from the girl.
"Now then mi'lady-" Cassian gave Winter a wink. "-what shall we do tonight? Movie? Meal? Bath?"
"Cassian, father is going to be-"
"I'll deal with Mr. Schnee later." Cassian leaned over and gave Winter a peck, causing her to blush. "Now then, which of the three do you want to do princess?"
"Well if you insist-" Winter tapped Cassian on the nose, causing him to smile. "-then why don't we do all three my knight? After all, we have all the time in the world."
Stay tuned for the conclusion of Schnee Love, which you may or may not expect! And no, it won't end in the next chapter. Probably in the next three chapters or so, maybe more.
Ferris
