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CASSIAN “Cas!” Varynia shouted and ran toward me. I dropped my bag on the ground and opened my arms. She crashed into me and I lifted her up, spinning her around in the air just like we used to do when we were younger. “Put me down, you idiot!” she laughed, smacking my shoulder hard. “I’m not a child anymore!” I laughed and gently placed her back on her feet. “You still scream like one.” She hit me again, but she was smiling so wide. “Welcome back, you troublemaker. I missed you.” “I missed you too,” I said honestly. Varynia linked her arm with mine as we walked toward the castle. “Everyone has been waiting for you. Especially the kings. They’ve been acting like they don’t care, but I know they’re excited.” When we entered the main hall, I saw them immediately. Dante stood with his usual serious face, but I could see the small smile trying to break through. Lucien was already grinning like a fool, and Kade gave me his usual quiet nod. “Look who finally decided to show his face,” Lucien said loudly as he walked up to me and pulled me into a tight hug. “I thought you forgot about us while you were busy being famous.” I hugged him back. “Trust me, I tried to forget you. But here I am.” Dante stepped forward next and gave me a short but firm hug. “It’s good to see you, Cassian.” “You too,” I replied. Kade patted my back. “Welcome home.” Before I could say anything else, Lucien turned and gestured behind him. “There’s someone else you need to meet.” A man stepped forward. He had a calm presence and kind eyes. I already had a feeling who he was. “This is Rowan,” Kade said. “Our husband.” Rowan smiled at me. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Cassian. They talk about you a lot.” I shook his hand. “It’s good to meet you too. I’ve heard a lot about you as well.” Rowan laughed softly. “I hope it was good things.” “Mostly,” I said with a grin. Not long after, the kids came running in. The boys ran straight to their fathers while the little girl held onto Rowan’s hand shyly. “These are our children,” Dante said. “Elias, Theo, and Bryanna.” I crouched down a little. “Hey. I’m your uncle Cassian.” Elias looked at me with big eyes. “You’re the one who acts in movies?” I smiled. “Yeah, that’s me.” Varynia then pulled me gently by the arm. “Come. There’s someone else who wants to see you.” She led me down the hallway until we reached a quieter part of the castle. Standing there was my uncle, Lord Ashford. The moment he saw me, his face softened. “Cassian,” he said warmly. I didn’t even think. I walked straight to him and hugged him tightly. He patted my back gently, just like he used to do when I was a child. “It’s been too long, my boy,” he said. “I know, Uncle Ash,” I replied, still hugging him. “I missed you.” He pulled back slightly to look at me. “How are you? I heard about everything happening back in the States. Are you alright?” I shrugged. “I’m managing. It’s been… a lot.” Lord Ashford nodded. “Where is your father? Where is Asher?” “He had a last-minute meeting,” I said. “He said he would join me in a few days.” My uncle rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone. “That brother of mine. Always working.” He dialed the number and put it on video call. After a few rings, my dad’s face appeared on the screen. “Asher,” Lord Ashford said flatly. “You said you were coming with Cassian.” Dad sighed on the other end. “Something urgent came up at the last minute. I couldn’t leave.” “You always have something urgent,” my uncle complained. “When are you coming?” Dad rubbed his forehead. “I don’t think I’ll be able to make it this time. I’m sorry.” Lord Ashford shook his head. “You’re unbelievable.” Dad looked at me through the screen. “Cassian, take care of yourself. Listen to your uncle and the kings.” “I will,” I said. After the call ended, my uncle sighed and patted my shoulder again. “Come. Let’s go eat. You must be hungry.” Later that evening, after dinner, I started feeling restless. Everyone was laughing and talking in the living room, but my mind kept going back to everything happening back home. The scandal. The media. The constant pressure. I needed some air. I stood up from the couch. “I think I’m going to go for a drive. Clear my head a little.” Varynia looked up immediately. “At this time? It’s already late.” “I won’t go far,” I said. “I just need to think.” She frowned. “At least take one of the royal guards with you. Please.” I waved my hand. “I don’t think anyone here even knows who I am. I’ll be fine.” Varynia gave me a serious look. “Cassian, people here watch TV too. You’re still a celebrity. Just take the guard. It will make me feel better.” I sighed. “Fine. I’ll take him.” Twenty minutes later, I was sitting in the back of a car with one of the royal guards driving. The night was quiet and peaceful. I rolled down the window a little and let the cool air hit my face. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could finally breathe. We had been driving for about fifteen minutes when I noticed something strange. A black car had been behind us for a while. At first, I thought nothing of it, but when we turned onto a quieter road, it was still there. And it was getting closer. I sat up straighter. “Hey… is that car following us?” The guard glanced at the rearview mirror. His face changed immediately. “Hold on,” he said and sped up. My heart started beating faster. I turned to look behind us. The black car suddenly accelerated and rammed into the back of our vehicle. The impact made me jerk forward hard. “What the hell?!” I shouted. Before the guard could react, another car appeared from the side and hit us again. Our car swerved violently. “Get down!” the guard yelled. Gunshots rang out. I ducked down as the side window shattered. Glass flew everywhere. The guard tried to reach for his gun, but another round of bullets hit the car. Everything was moving too fast. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. Another loud gunshot rang out, much closer this time. Then everything turned dark.CHAPTER 42CASSIAN I woke to the low, steady beep of a monitor and the smell of antiseptic that always meant hospital. For a few seconds I only stared at the ceiling, trying to piece together how I had gone from the gala bathroom floor to a bed with an IV in my hand. Then I turned my head and found Rafael standing a few feet away, still in the same dark clothes he must have worn on the plane, one shoulder propped against the wall as if he had been there for hours.He noticed the moment my eyes opened and pushed off the wall without a word. There was a plastic cup of water on the side table. He picked it up, slid a hand behind my shoulders to help me sit a little higher, and held the cup to my mouth. I drank slowly, the cool water easing the raw feeling in my throat, and when he started to set the cup down and reach for the call button I moved first. My fingers closed around his wrist before he could press it.“I missed you,” I whispered.The change in him was immediate. His whole bod
CHAPTER 41RAFAEL The jet touched down just after eleven local time. I waited until the engines cut and the cabin door opened before I switched my phone out of flight mode. The screen filled immediately with missed calls, all of them from Cassian, the most recent only forty minutes earlier. Something cold settled in my chest. I called the lead of the detail I had left behind while I was already moving toward the terminal exit.He answered on the second ring, voice tight. “Mr. Vitali—”“Where is he?”“We lost visual at the gala. He left and never came back out. We’ve checked the main floor and the side corridors. We can’t find him.”I stopped walking for half a second. “You had one responsibility. One. If anything has happened to him I will kill every single one of you myself. Find him. Now.”I ended the call before he could answer, flagged the first black car that looked private, and gave the driver the gala address with instructions not to spare the engine. The scars across my back
CHAPTER 40CASSIANThe fundraising portion of the night began with the usual polite applause and the soft clink of glasses. Servers moved between the tables offering champagne and something darker in crystal tumblers. I took a glass without really looking at it and drank while the first speaker listed donation tiers and matching gifts. The liquid sat cool on my tongue and then burned faintly on the way down, but I paid it no attention. Sofia was still beside me, making quiet comments about the foundation’s previous events, and I answered her with half a smile while the room continued its slow, expensive conversation.Ten minutes later the heat started.It rose from my stomach into my chest and then higher, settling behind my face until my skin felt too tight. I set the glass down carefully and tried to draw a full breath. The air in the ballroom suddenly seemed thin. Sofia turned her head and studied me.“Cassian? You okay?”“I’m fine.”“You don’t look fine. Your face is red.”“It’s w
CHAPTER 39CASSIANThe limousine arrived exactly on time, its black surface gleaming under the estate lights while one security car idled in front and another waited behind. I checked my reflection once more in the hallway mirror, the new charcoal suit sitting clean across my shoulders, makeup already done so that the cameras would find nothing tired in my face. The silent detail opened the door for me without a word. I slid into the back seat, smoothed the front of the jacket, and watched the gates of the house disappear as the small convoy pulled away.By the time we reached the venue the red carpet stretched long and bright under a tunnel of flashbulbs. The moment the limousine door opened the sound hit me in a wave of screams and shouted names. I stepped out, straightened, and let the first wave of cameras catch the smile I had practiced for years. Hands reached over the barriers. Phones waved. Someone yelled that they loved me and another voice cracked with pure excitement when I
CHAPTER 38CASSIANI came back to consciousness on a cold concrete floor with my wrists locked in heavy iron cuffs bolted to the wall behind me. My shirt was gone. The air bit at my bare skin. Seven men stood in a loose semicircle in front of me, the same elders who had once decided a child could be carved into a weapon. The oldest of them, the one who had always spoken with the softest voice and the hardest hands, watched me with mild disappointment, as if I had failed a simple test.I gritted my teeth until my jaw ached and forced the familiar words through my mind in a steady loop.Do not feel. Do not show.“You have grown slow,” the head elder said. “Comfortable. The reports from the United States make you look distracted. Machines do not become distracted. Machines do not require reminders.”I lifted my head and met his eyes. “Your intelligence has not improved with age. If you needed a conversation you could have requested one like civilized people. Instead you resort to theat
CHAPTER 37CASSIAN They opened doors, started the car, and walked three paces behind me at every location, but none of them ever met my eyes or answered when I tried to make ordinary conversation. The first morning after Rafael left I had asked the tallest one if he wanted coffee; he had simply looked past me and adjusted his earpiece. The second day I tried a joke about the traffic. Silence. By the third day I stopped trying. They drove me to fittings, to a short press interview, to a late rehearsal, and then back to the house again, always the same blank professionalism that made the absence beside me feel sharper than it should have.I missed Rafael in a way that felt almost embarrassing. The house was too quiet without his measured footsteps and the low sound of his voice cutting through my complaints. I caught myself listening for the front door at odd hours and then pretending I had only been checking the time. At night I slept poorly, turning over the last conversation we had







