MY EX BETRAYED ME, SO I SEDUCED HIS ALPHA UNCLE

Cassandra's pov The rain poured harder, drumming relentlessly against the sidewalk and soaking the edges of my jeans as I hurried through the narrow alley beside the luxurious Silver Claw Hotel. My umbrella wobbled in the gusting wind, barely keeping me dry. But I didn’t slow down. I couldn’t. Not with the way my heart was pounding loud and frantic, like it was trying to warn me. Not from the cold. But from the gnawing sense of dread that had wrapped itself around my chest since morning and refused to let go. Something was wrong. I had texted Evan four times today. No reply. I had called him twice. Straight to voicemail. He had never ignored me before. Not like this. Evan was the type to text back even during meetings, to send me little voice notes just to say he missed my voice. He would leave sleepy emojis in the middle of the night, and once, he’d surprised me with coffee at work just because I said I was tired. That was Evan. Sweet. Attentive. Predictable in t

Cassandra's pov The rain poured down hard, cold and sharp, hitting my skin like tiny needles. I ran as fast as I could, my feet splashing through puddles on the cracked pavement. My wet blouse stuck to my arms and chest, showing the bruises that burned from Evan’s betrayal. My breath came in short, quick gasps. My heart felt heavy, full of pain and anger. I didn’t look back. Not once. The city around me was blurry grey streets, flashing lights, all melting together as I ran away from everything I once knew. Suddenly, a bright flash exploded in front of my eyes blinding white light cutting through the rain like a knife. Headlights. A car was coming straight at me. Fear squeezed my throat tight. My heart pounded loudly in my chest. I tried to cover my eyes with shaking hands, but it was too late. The ground seemed to spin beneath me, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground. But before I fell into unconsciousness, I saw him. A man stepping out of the car. Tall, wit

Cassandra's pov The words hung in the air like smoke, thick and heavy, impossible to take back once they'd slipped out. I could see the shock plain on Nia’s face, mouth slightly open, eyes wide as if she’d just seen a ghost or heard I’d lost my mind. “That is not a good idea, Cassandra,” she said, her voice tight with disbelief. “You’re already shattered, and the last thing you need is to go collecting more heartbreak like it’s some damn hobby.” I stood, pacing the small living room like a caged animal, the restless energy thrumming under my skin fierce and relentless. My hoodie slipped off one shoulder, but I didn’t care. I was burning up inside with adrenaline and purpose. “This isn’t about heartbreak,” I snapped, trying to keep my voice steady but failing. I stopped pacing and turned, locking eyes with her. “This is about revenge. I’m not doing this to fall in love again. I’m doing this to ruin him. Evan lied to me, months of lies. Made me feel like I was the only one, like

His words hit her like a punch, sharp and demanding. He was daring her to answer, to explain herself under the fierce weight of his gaze.Cassandra didn’t blink. She held his stare, steady and strong, feeling the moment stretch between them like a storm about to break.Cassandra didn’t hesitate. She took a slow, steady step forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She slid into the large chair directly across from Darius, the very seat where the man who had threatened her had just been sitting. The chair was big and heavy-looking, like it belonged to someone important and dangerous. For a moment, a small tightness spread across her chest, a quiet warning that she was stepping deeper into something risky. But she held her head high, forcing her body to show calm and confidence.Darius’s face didn’t change. It was like a stone wall, hard and unreadable. But when their eyes met, she caught a flash of irritation in his gaze. There was something more in his eyes, too, something darker and

His words weren’t loud. They didn’t need to be. The weight in them was enough to press into her chest like a stone.He wasn’t asking to be convinced, he was testing her. Looking for cracks in her armor, seeing if she’d squirm, lie, or fall apart like so many before her had under his scrutiny.But Cassandra didn’t flinch. Not this time.She took a steady breath and sat up straighter. Her hands folded loosely in her lap, though her heart thudded like a drum in her ears.“One good reason?” she repeated, meeting his gaze squarely. “Alright. I’ll give you one.”Her voice was soft but firm, like calm waters masking dangerous depths.“Because unlike those thousands of people who sent in neat little resumes and followed all the proper steps, I showed up.” She paused, letting the words sink in. “I walked into the lion’s den, looked you in the eye, and asked for the job to your face.”Darius’s expression didn’t shift, but something changed in the air around him. A slight tension. A subtle still