INICIAR SESIÓNCassandra's POV I forced a polite smile. We just stared at each other for a while. He probably noticed that I wasn't comfortable with the entire situation. "What if this only makes things worse between us?" I asked with a small voice he understood what I meant and there was no way he hadn't thought of it "It had to be done, sunshine." He said he took a step closer, closing the distance between us. He reached for my shoulders. "Priscilla is a teenager, and they can be particularly stubborn, but with time, she will come around." He explained. I didn't say anything in response, and he continued, "Just give her time. If I hadn't put her down like that, none of the staff would understand your importance in this household." I was taken aback. He had used her as an example for everyone. His message was simple: if Priscilla couldn't stand against me, none of the staff would think of doing anything stupid like taking Priscilla's words over mine. Despite understanding this fact the g
Cassandra’s POV“From today, she handles everything, including your allowance and any other thing that requires a guardian’s permission,” Alaric explained, leaving both Priscilla and me taken aback. It was like a bomb being detonated right before us.“What?” we both chorused, unable to believe what he had just said. Clearly, Priscilla did not respect me and could never see herself being in such a position. And honestly, I did not want anything to do with his bratty ward. Ninety percent of my problems here were caused by Priscilla and that damn cat.I stared at Alaric, dumbfounded. I did not expect him to pull such a move.My mouth opened, but no sound came out. I stared at Alaric like he had just flipped the board in a game I did not even know I was playing. Guardian permission? Allowance? Since when was I suddenly promoted to whatever this was?Before I could gather my thoughts or protest, Priscilla beat me to it.“That’s ridiculous,” she snapped, her voice sharp, and she visibly tre
Cassandra's POV Alaric was once again focused on his work. The main light was switched off, with just the bed lamp by his side left on. I sighed, then walked towards the bed. My curious gaze remained on him. I didn't know why it bothered me. I really couldn't stop thinking about this first love of his. What was she truly like? The question lingered in the back of my head. Alaric's gaze shifted to me, a small frown knitting between his brows. "If you keep on staring at me that way, I will assume you have no plans of sleeping, Sunshine." That nickname once again. I was starting to get used to it. He had no intention of stopping. My face went pale. I quickly shook my head and shuffled under the covers, ready to go to sleep. "No, I'm tired," I muttered, forcing my eyes closed, snuggling under the covers. He clicked his tongue at me. "Then go to bed," he muttered before the clicking sounds continued. I relaxed a bit, stealing a glance at him from under the covers. Since we were pre
Cassandra's POVI blinked at him like he’d grown a second head. Why was he being nice, especially after what happened earlier?"You want to…" I blurted, unable to believe my ears. He sighed.As if that wasn't enough, “You’ll… dry it?” I muttered, staring straight into his dark eyes, then asked, “Why?”Alaric didn't answer and shot me a glare instead. I didn't say anything wrong, did I? He was already moving, like I hadn’t just asked the dumbest question of my life."I really hate repeating myself," he grumbled, then pulled out the chair in front of the dressing mirror.His gaze snapped at me as if asking why the hell I wasn't moving. He couldn't blame me. He wasn't a nice guy, plainly speaking. He was creative with punishments, and who knows if this was one of his creative punishments.I stayed rooted to the spot, arms crossed over my chest. I wasn't moving a single foot from here.“Don’t you have work, Mr ‘I am so busy I might not have another chance for you to threaten me with a sui
Cassandra’s POVI had to find a way to get immune to his extremely direct flirtation. It would not have been bad if he flirted like a regular person, but when it came to Alaric, everything was so twisted.I scoffed at myself, trying my best not to choke on a laugh. What did I expect from a man who willingly got married to a drunk lady who threatened him with suicide?He was enjoying this in some sick way. The more I got to know him, the clearer his so called great qualities became. He was controlling, calculative, unpredictable, psychotic, and a bit unhinged.Who the hell let someone hold their…?My face went red, unable to complete the sentence.Of course he was that crazy. He did jump after me without batting an eye. Even though he might have calculated everything, the jump, without a doubt, was still very dangerous, but he still took the risk.I should be grateful he saved me without hesitation, but everything left me unsettled. Why did he go that far for a woman he clearly did not
Cassandra's POVMy brain fried instantly… what in the realm of decency was happening right now? My heart beat skyrocketed in a second as my entire face turned beet red, and my ears turned beet red.His cock was in my hand. I could feel the warm thick piece of his flesh. It was more than a piece of flesh.. I gulped and my throat went dry....I didn't want to, but my mind had already betrayed me, and it did.Ahh, at least when my body betrayed me, my mind remained loyal, but tonight was a different story. I was already imagining this chunk of flesh feeling him in my grasp. He was not even hard yet, and my little fingers couldn’t wrap all the way around him. The skin was velvet-soft over steel, the heat of him pulsing against my palm like a living thing. A single vein ran along the underside, and I felt it throb when my grip tightened on pure reflex. I couldn’t help myself but squeezed. He grunted, his eyes turned cold...I couldn’t breathe. Was I really holding his cock in my hand?







