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Chapter 380: Siren Song

Author: Olivia GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-23 14:55:36

Cassandra’s POV

“Let go of my hand,” I said sternly.

“Not until you let go of that strawberry,” he replied. I tried to pry my hand away but he held on tightly. It was a game to him I realized, and one I wasn’t going to win.

His hands were strong and his grip was firm.

So I dropped the strawberry.

“There. Are you happy now?” I asked. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in close to my ear. So close that his breath was hot on my neck.

“It takes a lot more than that to make me happy,” he whispered.

His words were loaded with sexual innuendo and I shivered. He was still holding my wrist. I was painfully aware that his lips were only inches away from my skin.

My heart was racing.

What the hell was wrong with me? Why did he have this effect on me? I felt like putty, like any moment I’d just melt into a massive pile of ooze on the floor.

I had to get a handle on myself and keep my wits ab
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