Chapter 17

Drasa’s POV 

I held the paper loosely, my eyes scanning the title again TO DO AND NOT TO DO.

What the hell is this?

I glanced at Cassian, but he said nothing. His eyes told me to keep reading. So I did.

TO DO

Show up when I call. Don’t keep me waiting for over an hour again. Answer your phone before it rings twice. Dress better when coming to class. You looked like a grocery store cashier today. Learn how to talk without being sarcastic every damn second. Don’t touch your phone when I’m speaking to you and don’t be annoying. 

NOT TO DO

Don’t give me the silent treatment. I hate it. Don’t bring up Elara. I don’t care about her that much. Don’t be jealous when you see me with other ladies. 

Don’t act like you don’t like me. I know you do, so stop the drama. Don’t flirt with any man. That will ruin my ego. 

Don’t act like you’re not already halfway mine.

My eyes froze on the last line that I didn’t  understand what that meant or maybe I did but I couldn’t digest it. 

“Don’t act like you’re not already halfway mine.” I murmured more to myself. 

“What is this?” I finally snapped, throwing the paper onto the table. “Is this your idea of being funny? Some weird contract?” I raised an eyebrow. 

Cassian leaned against the wall casually, folding his arms across his chest like he’d done nothing wrong. “Not funny. It’s the truth, that’s the list I was able to scramble out for today. You might receive more later.” He spoke with that smug expression. 

“Stop it!” I yelled and he frowned. “It’s not funny Cassian. You think you can just write a list like this…. insult me…. and then act like it’s normal?” 

“You’re overreacting.” He waved his hand. 

“No, you’re being a jerk!” I stood up, glaring at him . “Dress better? Learn how to talk? Don’t be annoying?” I poked his chest. “Who do you think you are, Cassian? Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do in such a rude manner?” 

“Stop being like that.” He didn’t flinch. “Hello, being honest over here.”

“You don’t get to talk to me like that. I’m not your girlfriend. And even if I was, you still don’t get to treat me like I’m some…some project you’re fixing.” My voice trembled. 

He stepped forward, his step was slow and steady, until the heat of his body touched mine. His eyes didn’t blink, and mine refused to look away.

“Then stop acting like you want me to.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Because if you didn’t, you wouldn’t have gotten in my car tonight. You wouldn’t have accepted to be my girlfriend. And you wouldn’t still be standing here, looking like you’re seconds away from kissing me.”

My breath hitched and I backed up a step, but he followed, and soon my back hit the cold wall behind me, my eyes widened in shock as he closed the space between us. 

“Cassian, don’t you dare….” 

“No,” he whispered, pressing his body flush against mine, one hand resting on the wall beside my head, the other slowly trailing down to my waist. “You argue too much, Drasa, I don’t like when I’m being questioned too much. You are to be my girlfriend, not some interviewer.” He dropped his lips on my ear, the impact sending a tingling of emotion through my body, making my skin crawl. 

I wanted to push him away but he got me sways under his breath, his eyes were filled with hunger, his eyes on my lips while his eyeball played around. 

“Why are you talking so much?”

“You caused it. You push me too much… I don’t want to…” 

His lips tilted into a smirk. “And you secretly like it.” 

I hate the rudeness that follow his voice. 

“I don’t, it’s…” 

The door suddenly slammed open and my breath caught in my throat. 

Both our heads snapped toward it my legs weaken. 

Kai stood at the entrance, frozen, his eyebrows raised in full disbelief while holding pizza at his right hand. 

“What the actual hell?” he said, stepping in. 

“What did you see?” Cassian asked, his gaze drifted back to me ehile his hand raked over my face. 

“Drasa?” Kai called astonishingly. 

“Kai…” the words bearly left my lips because of what Cassian hand was doing to my waist. 

“Drasa, are you a slut or something? Why are you letting Cassian get all over you like that?”

My stomach twisted in anger and embarrassment crawling up to my neck like a second skin. “Kai, it’s not what you…”

“Maybe.” Cassian voice shoot in. He stepped back with a short, cruel laugh.

“Maybe she is one,” he said, voice sharp, amused, his eyes still on Kai but his hand brushing mine like it was nothing. “A slut I mean 

My mouth fell open in surprised. 

“Cassian—!”

He just shrugged like it meant nothing.