ログイン“You’re staring again.”Cassius looked up from where he stood near the balcony doors, whiskey glass resting loosely in his hand. “I’m allowed to stare at my wife.”Annelise smiled from the vanity mirror while Jasmine struggled dramatically behind her with the long satin ribbons of the wedding robe.“You’re not my husband yet,” Anne corrected.Cassius’s gaze darkened lazily. “Give me an hour.”Jasmine gagged loudly. “Can you two please remember there are innocent people in this room?”“There are no innocent people in this room,” Yvette replied from the couch without looking up from her phone.“I am not innocent,” Kelsey added while fixing the bracelet around Anne’s wrist.The bridal suite dissolved into soft laughter.Morning sunlight spilled through the enormous windows overlooking the vineyard estate, stretching across cream carpets, makeup palettes, champagne glasses and scattered garment bags. Outside, workers moved around the ceremony setup with quiet urgency while violin music fl
Crystal chandeliers cast soft gold across the restaurant, reflecting against polished wine glasses and silver cutlery arranged too perfectly on the table. The atmosphere around them should have felt elegant, romantic even, but tension sat heavily between the three people seated there, poisoning the expensive air.Annelise regretted choosing such a quiet restaurant.Every movement sounded louder, every glance felt like dagger.Even the waitress approaching their table looked nervous before she spoke. “Would you like me to explain tonight’s specials?”Cassius lifted his eyes toward her, there was no threat in his gaze, he had no intention to seem hostile, yet the woman immediately stiffened beneath the cold authority in his expression.“There’s no need for that,” Cassius replied calmly.The waitress nodded too quickly. “Of course, Sir.”She hurried away after taking their orders, almost relieved to escape.Anne exhaled quietly and reached for her glass of water.Across from her, John Mo
“Wait, hold on,” Yvette said, dropping her cup of coffee on the table. “You mean your mysterious boyfriend is actually here? In San Francisco?”Anne nodded from across the table, trying not to laugh at the way all three girls stared at her like she had confessed to hiding a second life. Which, in a way, she had.The café was crowded with the late afternoon brunch rush, voices blending together beneath soft jazz music playing from hidden speakers. The scent of syrup, coffee beans and toasted bread filled the air while sunlight streamed through the large glass windows overlooking the busy street outside.Kelsey leaned forward first. “And you’re calm? Just casually dropping that information while eating pancakes?”“I’m not calm,” Anne admitted with a smile. “I’m trying to be.”Jasmine narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. “Is this the same boyfriend Beau accidentally exposed at the wedding?”Anne groaned softly and covered part of her face. “Can we please retire that moment already?”“No,” Yve
The room was quiet except for the soft rise and fall of their breathing, the kind of silence that only exists after everything had already been said with the body instead of words.Anne lay on her side for a while, her fingers tracing idle patterns against Cassius’ chest while the city lights outside the window flickered faintly across the walls of the Airbnb. The sheets were tangled around their legs, warmth still clinging to their skin in a way that made the rest of the world feel distant.Cassius shifted first, pulling her closer as if trying to live under her skin.Then, as if neither of them could help it, they kissed again, savoring the tastes of their lips, softly, making up for lost times, leaving their marks on each other.When they finally broke apart, Anne sat up slowly and adjusted the sheets around her waist. Cassius followed her movement without hesitation, sitting up beside her and leaning back against the headboard. For a few seconds, neither of them spoke. The kind of
Morning sunlight poured through the thin hostel curtains, falling across Anne’s bed in long pale streaks that made sleep impossible no matter how tightly she shut her eyes.She had barely slept anyway. Every time she drifted off, she saw his face… Cassius Vale.Standing beneath the chandelier lights with that calm expression that always made it seem like the world bent itself around him naturally.She still could not process how he had found her.Or why her body reacted to him so quickly after months apart.Anne rolled onto her back staring blankly at the ceiling while Jasmine shuffled around the room searching for a clean hoodie.“You look horrible,” Jasmine muttered.“Thank you.”Anne groaned quietly and buried half her face into the pillow.Her phone buzzed beside her on the table, she deliberately ignored it, it buzzed again and again.Jasmine glanced over. “Who’s blowing up your phone by this time of the day? Must be important, pick it up Anne.”Anne grabbed it lazily and on seei
Champagne glasses clinked beneath crystal chandeliers while a string quartet played near the center fountain, their music flowing softly through the grand hall without drowning the hum of conversations. Gold drapes hung from the tall walls of the gallery, candlelights flickered across every table, and masked faces moved elegantly beneath the warm amber glow like a scene pulled from an old European film.The masquerade theme had transformed the art gallery into something almost unrecognizable.Anne stood near the far end of the room with a glass of wine resting between her fingers, her black satin gown hugging her body in a way that made her feel overdressed and underprepared at the same time. The gown dipped at the back, exposing smooth skin beneath her curls which Jasmine had spent almost an hour styling earlier that evening.Her silver mask sat neatly over her eyes, delicate gemstones glimmering whenever the lights caught them.She still could not believe how many people had attende
ANNELISE POV“10 thousand dollars!” A lady at the other end bid as my eyes widened, the prize kept going higher and higher, and now it felt more like a competition than an interest in the exceptionally perfect Anamorphic art.We have been seated here for about two h
CASSIUS VALE POVI stretched exhaustively on the bed, my eyes still closed as I wondered my hand on the bed expecting to feel her softness, but her side of the bed was empty, I quickly opened my eyes and she was indeed not next to me on the bed.I looked up the wall for the clock, it was past 9am.
ANNELISE POVIt was chill in the room, but somehow, Cassius was sweating Profusely. His occasional leg movements had woken me up from sleep in the middle of the night.He kept on mouthing words that I couldn’t hear, and the sweat kept increasing and soaking his side of the bed.I gently lay the bac
CASSIUS VALE POVI pecked the top of her head as she let out low snores, her head on my chest as she slept peacefully after our first sexual session.I felt lucky to have a mate like Anne, I was her first and would definitely be her only one. I would murder any man who tries to talk to her or touch







