The room was filled with the sound of moaning and pleasure. The sound of skin slapping to skin was evident and Landon grunted as if he was in pain. Landon yelled in frustration, for the last six years Landon was not able to ejaculate.
After the rejection something changed in Landon, the void that she left within him never filled, it was as if a part of his being had died, an emptiness that echoed like a hungry wolf unable to feed.
But one thing that gave him solace amidst this chaos was the thought that wherever she would be she would be miserable.
The thought that Cassandra would be dead gave Landon’s mind little peace and even if she wasn’t dead she would be in a condition where she would wish that she were dead.
That’s her fate and Landon firmly believed in it.
The woman saw Landon
