LOGINCHAPTER 25CASSIANI woke up to the sound of Maya’s voice tearing through the house, sharp and furious, telling me I was late and that the car had already been waiting for twenty minutes. My head throbbed the second I sat up, my mouth dry and bitter with the leftover taste of beer.Maya was still yelling through the door when I finally stumbled out of bed. I didn’t have time to shower, so I dragged on the first clean clothes I could find, brushed my teeth in a hurry, and went downstairs looking exactly as rough as I felt. The moment she saw me her face twisted in pure disappointment.“You reek of booze,” she said, already pushing me toward the front door. “Absolutely reek. What the hell did you do last night?”“Nothing,” I muttered, but she wasn’t interested in my answer. She herded me into the passenger seat, slammed the door, and started the engine in one angry motion. The second we were on the road she launched into a full lecture about how I was already on thin ice with the schedu
CHAPTER 24CASSIAN I couldn’t sleep.Every time I closed my eyes I saw Rafael. The way he had looked at me in the kitchen. The way he had kissed me back like he wanted to ruin me and then called me cheap in the next breath. I hated him. I was supposed to hate him. But the dreams wouldn’t stop, and the more I tried to push them away the clearer they became.So I left the house.I didn’t tell anyone. I just pulled on a hoodie, shoved my hands in the pockets, and started walking. The streets were quiet this late. Most of the houses were dark. I kept my head down and tried to outrun the mess in my own head.I didn’t notice the footsteps until it was too late.A hand clamped down on my shoulder and spun me around. I stumbled back a step and found myself staring at Anton. “Well look who it is,” he said. “Out here all alone. No scary bodyguard tonight?”My stomach dropped. “What do you want?”He stepped closer, backing me toward the mouth of a narrow alley between two buildings. “I’ve been
CHAPTER 23RAFAELI arrived at the private room ten minutes early and took the seat at the head of the table.The others filtered in shortly after. Four men. Old money, older influence, the kind of people who never appeared in public records but moved pieces across countries when it suited them. They all knew who I was. More importantly, they knew what I was capable of doing without hesitation or regret.I waited until the door was sealed and the signal jammer was active before I spoke.“Report.”The man to my right, an older financier named Calloway, opened a thin folder. “The delays in Varynia’s northern supply lines are holding. Two of their secondary intelligence cells have been fed conflicting information. They’re starting to turn on each other.”“And the royal security detail?”“Still confident. They believe the recent disruptions are external. No one has traced anything back to you.”I nodded once. “Keep it that way. Cassian remains useful cover. As long as I am publicly tied t
CHAPTER 22CASSIANI was already in a bad mood when Maya brought it up.“Absolutely not,” I said, pacing the living room. “I’m not doing that shoot.”Maya stood near the couch with her tablet, looking like she was bracing for a fight. “Cassian, it’s already booked. The magazine is big. The exposure is good for you right now.”“I don’t care how big it is. The photographer is Anton. Everyone knows what he’s like.”“He’s professional on set—”“He’s a pervert,” I cut in. “He’s been like that for years. The comments, the ‘adjustments,’ the way he talks to people when the cameras are off. I’m not putting myself in that position again.”Maya sighed and rubbed her forehead. “I know. I do. But the agency already signed off, and canceling this late will look bad. Especially after everything with the media lately. We need positive coverage.”“Then find another photographer.”“There isn’t time. The studio is booked. The concept is locked. Please, Cassian. Just get through it. I’ll be there the wh
CHAPTER 21RAFAELI left the house after midnight.Cassian was finally asleep upstairs. I had checked once, quietly, and found him passed out with one of his books still open on his chest. Good. I didn’t need him asking questions tonight.The egg thrower hadn’t been hard to find. People who do stupid things in public usually leave a trail. His name was Samuel. A disgrace to the biblical one, really. That Samuel had been a prophet. This one was a loud, reckless idiot who thought throwing an egg at a stranger made him brave. I don’t believe in God, but I know the stories. Knowledge is useful. Faith is not.His Instagram told me everything I needed. He posted constantly. Location tags. Friends tagged. A story from earlier that evening showing him and a few others near an old school alley a few blocks from the bookstore. I drove there without rushing.When I turned into the alley I found them exactly where I expected. Samuel had some smaller kid shoved up against the wall. Two others stoo
CHAPTER 20CASSIAN The next day I found out one of my latest books in the series was finally out in stores. The second the director called cut on the last scene, I was already grabbing my jacket and heading for the exit. I needed something normal. Something that had nothing to do with bodyguards or late-night kitchen arguments or the way Rafael had looked at me last night before shutting me down so coldly.Stupid man.Rafael followed me the second I left the set, of course. He didn’t ask where I was going. He just fell into step behind me like always, silent and unavoidable.I drove to the bookstore myself, refusing to let him take the wheel. When we walked inside, the owner looked up from the counter and broke into a wide smile.“Cassian Vaelor. Look at you. Still showing up in person like you don’t have people for this.”I laughed and leaned against the counter. “Come on, Mr. Hale. You knew me before any of this. I’m not about to start sending assistants to buy my own books.”He ch







