Black Widow (3) a novella

A man’s enemies are members of his own household.

Cassandra and Oliver were sitting beside each other when I walked back to the living room. I looked at Cassandra. It hurt to know that I would not be a part of her life much longer.

“Hey dad,” she said as I walked towards the sofa and sat down.

“Cassandra,” I said and grinned as I walked closer to them. “You and Oliver are such an adorable couple,” I said.

Oliver smiled and held Cassandra’s hand.

“Thank you, dad,” Cassandra replied.

“Where are your siblings?” I asked

“Priscilla went to bed a few minutes ago. She has a few meetings tomorrow. William and Edward are in the living room upstairs, Whitney went upstairs to get something.” she informed me.

I nodded in acknowledgment.

“Dad, we have decided to have a destination wedding,” Cassandra informed.

“Why?”

“We just want to make it simple and intimate.”

“Where is the destination?”

“We are still trying to pick one, but the choices on our list are Turks and Caicos, Hawaii, Seychelles, or the Bahamas.”