Chapter 7

Vasilios POV

The last place I expected to find Cassandra was in New York. For as long as I could remember, she had hated big cities, saying that they made her feel claustrophobic. So I guess that's why I put it on the lowest point on the list of potential places she could have gone. In fact, up until a year ago, I was convinced that she was just enjoying spending her time torturing me while she lay on some tropical island being fanned with giant palm fronds and fed grapes by a couple of shirtless hunks.

And then Luca overheard a conversation between his mate, Eliana, and Cassandra. They had been best friends ever since they had been thrown together in the same apartment while in university, and made a rather unlikely friendship. They became inseparable, and even though I knew that Eliana knew where Cassandra had gone, there was no way of prying my mate’s location from the stubborn woman’s lips.

So when Luca had overheard Eliana speaking to Cassandra on the phone about life in the big