LOGINCassandra'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?
Cassandra's POV The door creaked open, with the lights from the hallway illuminating the room, falling on the bed. I remembered the contract clause that we were to share the same room and bed, non-negotiable. Basically, the terms said that I was to fulfil the role of being his wife during this period without complaints. My stomach squirmed at the thought. "This isn't that bad," I muttered, then sucked in a deep breath before walking into the room, shutting the door behind me. The lights were turned off, so the entire room was dark. The only lights filling the room were from the security lights streaking into the room from the glass windows and the bathroom. The door was left slightly ajar with lighting spilling into the bedroom. Yet the room was still dark. I roamed around the wall trying to find the light switch. The switch clicked on and the room was lit. I needed to use a shower, since Alaric was using our bathroom, so I planned to use one of the guest rooms
Cassandra's POV“I have one condition,” I forced the words out. Rubbing my butt on the seat to find a more comfortable spot that makes it easier to ignore the heat that lingered between us.The air was tense from an unspoken tension between us. The calmer he looked the more annoying it was for me.He raised a brow. “Do you really think you are in a position to bargain, Sunshine?” I was stunned by his reply for a moment. I almost forgot about the erotic tension between us. He was truly infuriating, and I did my bloody best not to flip. I wondered what my body found attractive in a man this annoying. His only good physical point was his body. I wanted to flip the damn table in the end my impulses won.“Damn right I am,” I snapped, leaning in so he could see I wasn’t backing down. “You want your kid to have some fake stable mommy for a year? You want the whole world drooling over our perfect little family photos? Then yeah, I’m bargaining, you controlling prick. It only works if







