تسجيل الدخولCHAPTER 45RAFAEL I stood in the middle of my room, the air still carrying the faint trace of him. I refused to think about the kiss. Whatever that had been, it meant nothing. My phone vibrated once. I answered on the second ring.“Talk.”“We have him,” the voice on the other end said. “The one who put the poison in Cassian’s glass at the gala. Isolated house, east side of the old industrial stretch. He’s alone. We already secured the place. He’s restrained and unconscious. Waiting on your word.”“Coordinates.”He rattled them off. I was already moving toward the door, pulling on my coat.“I’m on my way. Keep him breathing until I get there. No one touches him.”“Understood.”I ended the call and left. The city lights thinned as I drove, replaced by dark stretches of road and thicker trees. I kept my hands steady on the wheel and my mind empty of everything except the work ahead. The memory of Cassian’s face that night..pale, shaking, fighting for air..stayed only because it was usef
CHAPTER 43RAFAEL I stepped out of Cassian’s hospital room and closed the door quietly behind me. The four men I had left in charge of his safety were waiting in the corridor exactly where I had told them to stay. They straightened when they saw me, but none of them spoke first. I let the silence sit for a moment while I looked each of them over, then I started walking toward the side exit that led to the staff parking area. They followed without being asked.Once we were outside and away from open doors and cameras, I turned to face them.“You had one assignment,” I said, voice even and low. “Keep him in sight. Do not lose him. Do not allow him to be alone in an unsecured space. Explain to me how a man under twenty-four-hour protection ends up unconscious on a bathroom floor for over an hour without a single one of you knowing where he was.”The lead cleared his throat. “ We didn’t want to crowd him in a public—”“I did not ask for your reasoning. I asked for an explanation of the f
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







