LOGINCassandra’s POVI was buzzing with excitement, a wicked thrill humming under my skin as I watched raw hunger darken Alaric’s eyes. He wanted this as much as I did. He wanted me to take him apart, even if every line of his powerful body still screamed that he was the one used to calling the shots, but not tonight. Tonight he was mine.He offered his hand without a second’s hesitation. I held his gaze for a long moment, wondering how I would handle him. I let the tension coil tighter around us, then stood slowly, a sinful smirk spreading across my lips.“Strip for me, husband,” I ordered, a mischievous glint appearing in my eyes.Heat flared in his stare, a mix of surprise and lust, then a flicker of that delicious defiance that had me dripping between my thighs for him, but he complied.He straightened on the couch, his broad shoulders rolling as he tugged the loose silk tie free with a soft hiss. His cufflinks clinked quietly onto the side table. The dinner jacket slid off his shoulde
Third POVCassandra froze where she stood, her fingers still clutching the fabric of her shirt. The tears did not stop. They kept falling, blurring her vision, making everything feel unsteady.“But you are angry,” she said, her voice breaking under the weight of it. “I do not want you to be angry at me.”Alaric dragged a hand through his hair, the movement rough and unrestrained. The composure he had been holding onto was beginning to crack, piece by piece.“I cannot help it, Sunshine,” he admitted, his voice tight with strain. “I cannot.”She stared at him, confusion and hurt mixing in her expression. His gaze dropped for a moment before he spoke again, quieter this time, like the words were being pulled out of him.“My heart cannot take it,” he said. “Seeing you with him. Knowing you stayed. I hate that it gets to me like this.”Her brows pulled together slightly as she tried to understand him. “I am being foolish,” he added, almost to himself. “Jealous, angry, I know exactly what i
Cassandra’s POVThe loud knocking continued. It was hard to ignore. I had to drag my body from the bed, giving Sinclair a last glance. He was still dead asleep, completely unaware of anything.BangBangWhoever was at the door was still impatiently knocking. My gaze drifted to the window before opening the door. It was still dark outside, probably around the early hours of the morning.The door opened with a click sound. I pulled it in, and immediately my entire body went numb.“Alaric…” the name left my mouth before I could even control it. His gaze was cold. He didn't spare me a word and walked right inside the room.The air around him was suffocating. Alaric stopped after taking a few steps inside, his gaze locked on Sinclair lying on the bed, and my heart started to race. Instinctively, I started to explain.“It is not what you think…” I blurted out, rushing to his side. His gaze drifted to me, and I immediately swallowed the rest of my words.Alaric gulped. His eyes were still bu
Cassandra’s POVMy heart pounded violently as his words echoed in my head. My grip on the phone trembled. “What are you talking about, Sinclair?” I demanded, my voice tight with panic. “What are you doing right now?”A low laugh came through the line. His voice slurred and was unsteady. He sounded completely drunk. He clearly wasn't thinking straight. Why was he drunk when he was meant to be at the gala?“I’m about to jump,” he said, almost casually. “Funny, right?” he checked again but there was no humour in his laugh.My stomach dropped instantly. I might hate him for what he did but it doesn't mean I wanted him to die. “Don’t you dare move,” I snapped, my voice rising despite my attempt to stay calm. “Sinclair, listen to me carefully. Stay right there.”He laughed again, softer this time, but there was something hollow beneath it that made my chest tighten. “It doesn’t matter anymore,” he murmured.My fingers tightened around the phone. Something about his tone felt wrong, dan
Cassandra’s POV I had complicated feelings. He looked so genuine and the panic in his eyes didn’t look fake. He indeed looked like someone who was sick. Alaric was sitting by my bedside holding my hand. I was exhausted from just waking up but it felt as if I didn't get answers today I might never. "I know I have no excuse but honestly, I have been in the office most of these days." He started. "I will explain everything the best I can. I hope you forgive me. I promise that nothing ever happened between us. The closest we had been was a hug and she was the one who hugged me..." Desperation was etched on his face. My expression remained cold although I could already tell that every Natasha did even from going to Ivory Gates to confront me was to drive a wedge between Alaric and me. "Remember I said I thought she died in an accident.." he started. I nodded at him. "It was all a lie before that day my mother had approached Natasha to leave me because of her f
Alaric’s POVCassandra’s gaze froze on me, her eyes wide with shock at the sight of me, but it slowly went cold. My heart was racing from the run, but it still ached at the sight of her.Exhaustion was etched into my face, my eyes looked hollow, like someone barely holding on. Blood trickled from my hand where I had yanked at the IV line in desperation. Pain shot through my body at every movement, and my legs were barely holding up.Every instinct in me screamed, every nerve burned with panic and guilt.I couldn’t believe what had happened. One moment I had been collapsing from exhaustion, overworked and driven on caffeine, the next I was being sedated, only to have Nathan tell me that Cassandra had been admitted and our baby was in danger. Someone had poisoned her. The thought hit me like ice, and I barely registered anything else.I could vaguely hear Natasha’s voice screaming at me to stay in bed, or Nathan insisting I shouldn’t move, that my body was still weak. But I couldn’t sta
Cassandra's POV "I'm here for my wife." Those words slammed into my chest knocking out all the air. I just stared at him for a moment too shocked to process anything What was he doing here? He was meant to be far away across the ocean, swamped up with work, and not standing a few feet awa
CASSANDRA'S POV "My patience is almost out. You don't want to see me snap." I flinched at his words. His eyes were like dark abysses which were going to trap my soul. I clenched my fist trying to stand against him, but the pressure made it even too difficult to breathe. I tri
Cassandra's POV My head went blank, the sudden jolt of twisted pleasure shot straight through me. I could only gasp. My toes curled the need built in. I barely heard what he asked I badly wanted more but admitting that would be digging a pit for myself. He had been edging these past days and
Cassandra's POV "I'm sorry." The words slipped out. My heart beat was slow, nervous curled up in my stomach. The tension was so thick I needed a breather. It was me waving the white flag for him. He didn't say anything. The silence stretched so thick between us. I just stayed s







