CHAPTER 5: SEDUCTION

CASSIAN'S BATHROOM

Little Swan's dainty fingers gripped Cassian's arms as his weak body rubbed against Cassian.

He let out a weak, startled yelp, and his eyes widened.

He didn’t hold back. Every glance, every touch... deliberate. Lethal.

Cassian's breath hitched.

His lips parted as if to say something, but nothing came out.

His dark eyes glinted with lust and desire.

The room turned hot.

The atmosphere became uncomfortable.

Little Swan wriggled as he struggled to stand right.

Cassian helped.

But Little Swan's legs gave in. He fell directly into Cassian's embrace and his lips pressed on Cassian's chest.

Cassian froze.

Heat crawled up Little Swan's spine.

A hint of danger flashed across his eyes.

He blinked rapidly as he slowly raised his head. The danger disappeared, replaced with fragility.

His ethereal face was in full view before Cassian, and he could also see Cassian's full face.

He glanced at Cassian's kissable lips, and his throat felt parched.

But the height difference made him displeased.

Cassian was too tall. He was about 194cm tall with Little Swan being only 180cm.

Little Swan bit his lower lip. "Mr Cassian, do you need my help?"

He asked, pressing his body against Cassian's reaction.

Cassian's lips twitched.

"Can you help?" His voice was hoarse.

His fingers tightened around Little Swan's soft body.

Little Swan nodded. "Yes." He smiled gently. "I'm your slave."

Cassian's pheromone made a faint crackling sound.

Little Swan laughed inwardly.

He hesitated... just enough to look real. His fingers trailed down Cassian's body until he was face level with Cassian's belt.

He slowly removed the belt while his sea-blue eyes lingered on Cassian.

Their eyes locked.

The subtle excitement in Cassian's eyes left Little Swan satisfied.

But he knew... This wasn't what he was after.

He hadn't gotten to that stage.

He threw the belt aside and undid the button.

Little Swan's eyes lowered, and he sighed softly.

His fingers trembled slightly as he tried to pull down the pants.

This... was his first time.

He'd never expected to kneel before an alpha this way in his lifetime.

"Hm? Backing off?" Cassian taunted him.

Little Swan almost gave a low laugh.

But he held on.

He frantically shook his head and his lips pursed. "I'm not..." He murmured weakly.

"Then finish it," Cassian said, voice low. "Don’t hesitate now."

Little Swan flinched slightly.

He slowly pulled down the pants, leaving behind the black shorts inside.

His gaze settled down, and he swallowed.

He sucked on his lips as his numb fingers slowly approached the hem of the shorts.

Right then, Cassian's phone rang.

Little Swan's eyes widened as he pulled back.

Cassian grunted.

Dissatisfaction flashed across his eyes as he stepped backward and pulled out his phone.

Little Swan tried to stand.

But his legs ached.

He groaned as he staggered.

Cassian grabbed his arm and pulled him. He bent forward. His face was only a few inches away from Little Swan's.

Little Swan's eyes brightened.

He pressed forward. His lips parted, hoping to initiate a kiss.

Cassian was silent.

His eyes followed Little Swan's movement, but he said nothing.

"Hello?" A deep masculine voice rang through the phone.

"Boss?" The person called.

Cassian released Little Swan and chuckled as he stepped back.

He placed the phone to his ear and winked at Little Swan before stepping out.

Little Swan's eyes followed his retreat.

When the door closed, the fragility disappeared.

The pheromone in the air disappeared. Little Swan's whole being changed, and his expression turned cold.

He slowly returned under the shower and had a long bath.

After that, he returned to the room and wrapped himself in a black bathrobe.

He sat lazily on a couch with the clothes he had removed in his hand.

He searched through it, bringing out a new phone, which he turned on and dialed a number.

"Boss," Niam's voice came through. "Have you settled in?"

Little Swan rubbed his forehead as he glanced around the room.

"Hm. Give me today's report." He ordered.

"Okay, Boss. I will send them to you right away."

"Hm."

"About the men we sent to keep an eye on the President's Association, they've disappeared again," Niam reported.

Little Swan's body went cold.

He sat right, and his eyes flickered with fear and anger.

"No trace?"

"No trace, Boss," Niam replied.

Little Swan's heart sank.

"Boss, do you think we've been suspected?"

Little Swan's face paled slightly. He stood up and slowly walked around the room.

"No. Keep the plan going." He said and ended the call.

Little Swan pulled a few strands of his silver hair. He curled his fingers into them as he paced around the room.

His mind was restless.

He closed his eyes and sighed wearily.

'Time. Yes, I still have time.' He said inwardly.

His eyes settled back on the phone's screen, and a message immediately popped up.

Little Swan opened the message.

Silence.

Then his eyes turned red.

His throat tightened.

The message was a picture of two people standing too close.

Cassian and Ryan.

Ryan pressed his lips against Cassian's ear... probably whispering something.

Little Swan's hand clenched, and cracks sounded as his gaze turned frosty.

"Mine."

"Cassian is mine."

He deleted the picture and ran his fingers through his hair.

He exhaled and inhaled.

His pheromone spiked.

He paced around the room for more than twenty minutes.

Soon, determination flashed across his eyes.

He dialed Niam's line again.

"Get rid of Cassian's personal bodyguard." He ordered.

"Yes, Boss," Niam replied.

"Within a day."

"Also, make preparations for me."

"For what?" Niam asked.

Little Swan's lips curved sharply.

"To become Cassian's personal bodyguard." He murmured.

"What? Boss?" Niam stuttered.

"Yes." Little Swan ended the call.

If he couldn't get rid of his rivals by being a kept boy, then what about being Cassian's personal bodyguard?

A devilish smile appeared on his lips as he leisurely sat back on the couch.

Cassian would never escape his trap.

He, Cassian, was his destined alpha.