Cassie POVVasilios went out to his new club that evening, needing to be introduced to the girls and calm their apparently frazzled nerves - if Amy was anything to go by. So when I received a text from Damian asking if I was free and wanted to go to dinner with him, I immediately responded. Dressed all in black wearing my favourite leather pants, a satin blouse and my leather jacket, I climbed on my bike and sped through the New York streets toward the Hudson River waterfront in Greenwich Village. Damian had offered to pick me up, but I didn’t want Vasilios’s man to see me leave and report back to his boss that I’d gone with another man. I guess those college years of me sneaking about was more ingrained than I thought. “You came,” Damian said brightly as I pulled up beside his parked vehicle and climbed off my bike.“Of course I did,” I smiled at him and tucked a stray lock of my hair behind my ear before I looked at view as the sun was setting on the horizon. “Wow, it’s beautiful h
Cassie POVThe fire in Vasilios's eyes was unmistakable. The man was completely and utterly furious, and by the way his eyes fixed on me, it was clear I was in trouble. But then, I'd forgotten a rather vital detail - Damian was a werewolf too. The instant he heard the growl, he began to position himself between me and the impending threat. And the moment Vasilios realised what was happening, he took his eyes off of me and focused on Damian, his face hardening instantly with recognition. “Costa! What the fuck are you doing here?” Vasilios demanded to know, his fists clenched at his side. Damian took a step back in obvious surprise before he stood tall again, his eyes narrowing. “I could ask you the same thing, Kythira. You're a long way from home.”“Don't worry, I'm not staying,” Vasilios responded, his eyes flicking to me. “I just came to fetch what is mine.”It only took a few seconds for Damian to connect the dots, but when he did, he spun to face me with an incredulous expressi
Cassie POVI avoided going home that night, and even long after Damian and I had said goodnight, I found myself staring at the lights shining off the Hudson River. The pier I stood on was deserted, and I probably felt more alone than I had in a while. Damian had refused to explain the title he'd been given as elected King of the Lonewolves, but that was alright. I didn't feel like being dragged into politics anyway - and he was entitled to his secrets. “I know that Kythira feels like you belong to him, but if you ever feel unsafe with him, come and find me. I'll always keep you safe,” Damian had told me before he kissed my forehead and walked away. After about half an hour of roaming the waterfront, I got on my bike and drove slowly back to my apartment, dreading the confrontation with Vasilios. Only, I shouldn't have bothered. As I was fumbling for my apartment keys, I heard his voice. But instead of the sound coming from my own apartment, it came from across the hall, from Ann
Cassie POVWe all stood there staring at the “Jack Russel cop" as he stepped toward Boss, handcuffs dangling from his fingers. “What's your evidence?” Boss demanded to know, a mix of anger and terror on his face. “I didn't touch the girl!”The DNA swabs confirmed that Miss Parker was pregnant with Mr. Maretti’s baby. That was clearly his motive for killing her.” The other cop put his hands on his hips and shook his head as he said scornfully, “didn't touch the girl? Then how was she pregnant with your baby?”A hush ran through the crowd before Greg launched himself at Boss, screaming “You bastard!”Damian managed to pull Greg off of Boss, but not before Greg got a couple of good punches in, busting up Boss's lip so that blood trickled down his chin and onto his shirt. Boss didn't fight the cops anymore, he hung his head in shame and let the cops lead him away in silence, hands cuffed behind his back.We stared after him, Greg's fists clenched by his side while others comforted him.
Vasilios POVThe moment I felt Cassandra pull away from me, I knew something was wrong. I'd been so wrapped up in kissing the gorgeous woman in my arms that I hadn't even heard the knock on the door, but she had. And the look of disgust on her face confused me until I heard the whining voice of the bitch across the hall. “Vasilios? Are you in there?” My physical reaction to her voice was instantaneous, my dick which had been straining against my boxers at Cassandra's touch became as limp as cooked spaghetti, and the urge to cram myself into a cupboard to hide was almost undeniable. Cassandra breathed in sharply before she said scathingly, “your new girlfriend is waiting for you,” turning on her heels and locking herself in the bathroom without a second glance. I let out a low growl as she turned the shower on and I heard Anna bang on the door even louder. “Vasilios, I need you,” she whined again and I darted a glance at the bathroom door. Fuck, there was no way I was going to
Cassie POV“I still don't understand why you couldn't have just gone and helped Anna turn the water off,” I moaned, sounding like a moody teenager.I was ankle deep in water as I sloshed around, trying to pack a bag for the hotel I was being forced to live at until the flooding issue was over, while Vasilios sat with his feet up on my coffee table as if he were lazing on an exotic beach. He shrugged and said casually, “I didn't want to fuel your wrongly placed suspicions that I was sleeping with your neighbour.”I snorted and threw a few more things into my bag, swearing internally. “And how about when the water started flowing under my door?”He shrugged again, a twinkle in his eye, “I thought a plumber would be best suited to the job. I didn't expect her to shove a cork in the pipe and cause more pipes to burst instead of actually calling a professional.” Grabbing my makeup from the bathroom, I threw the case into my bag and zipped it up. “I'm done, we can get out of here,” I sig
Cassie POV I buried the bottom half of my face in the bubbles to hide my laughter, making Vasilios’s eyes narrow at me. “Cassandra, why are all the girls calling me Big Daddy? The one even told one of the clients that she couldn’t give him a private show because Big Daddy would spank her. What kind of reputation will I have in this fucking city by the end of the week?” I lost my self-control at that point, snorting up a few bubbles from my bath as I dissolved into giggles. “It’s not funny, Cassandra. I know you had something to do with it, now fix it!” I shook my head, coughing as I tried to recover from the bubble inhalation. “No! It’s the second time you have left me alone in a hotel room while you wander off to one of your clubs.” A confused look plastered itself on his face. “Huh? What are you talking about.” I sat up straight, huffing with indignation at his apparent loss of memory. “Are you so old that you can’t remember what you did on the night of our wedding ce
Cassie POV Vasilios caught my hair in his fist, pulling on it so that he could deepen the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside of mine. I felt my arms gradually snake around his neck, clinging to him as if he were a lifeline. His tongue rubbed seductively against mine, drawing me into an erotic dance fueled by years of forbidden passion. I nibbled his lower lip, sucking it into my mouth as he pulled me closer to him. In one swift motion, he cupped my backside and lifted me up against him, my legs wrapping around his waist as he lowered me onto the bed. I could feel the hardness of his dick pressed at the junction of my thighs, the towel no longer offering any protection. Slowly, Vasilios moved his lips from my mouth and trailed kisses across my cheek and down my neck, nibbling the spot where his mark should be. I gasped as the waves of pleasure rushed through me, the blood in my veins turning to liquid fire. His lips peppered kisses across my collarbone, and lower until they reached