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Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 9
Cassian stood outside the closed door.Aurora’s words, "I don't need you anymore," were a physical pain in his chest, but he was out of words.He went back to the estate, but his soul stayed behind in that small town.He removed all restrictions on her trust fund and added a lump sum from his personal account.The next day, ten million dollars appeared in Aurora's account.Enough for her to live the rest of her life very, very well.He locked himself in the room that had once been her office.For weeks, he had come here every night, a self-inflicted ritual.He would sit in the corner chair, her chair.He would read her ledgers, tracing the different colored notes with his fingers, trying to capture any lingering trace of her.Late one night, the office door was thrown open.Camilla stood there, dressed in a silk robe, clutching a document she had snatched from Antonio."You're telling me to get out? For her?" Camilla's voice was a shriek. She lunged, her nails scratching at the worn le
Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 8
Three in the morning, a frantic knock woke me from a dead sleep."Aurora! It's me!"I opened the door. Mr. Rodriguez stood there, his white hair a mess, his eyes red."It's Martha..." his voice shook. "She had a heart attack tonight. They took her to the hospital. The bill is fifty thousand dollars, but the bank said her pension account is frozen because of a problem with the joint signature..."I grabbed my coat and a file folder. "Let's go."For the next four hours, I operated like a machine.I found the joint authorization form Martha had signed three years ago. I called the bank's emergency line manager, faxing over legal documents one by one.At five a.m., I paid the first twenty-thousand-dollar deposit from my own account.At seven a.m., the account was finally unfrozen.At eight a.m., the surgeon came out of the OR. Martha was out of danger.Mr. Rodriguez held my ink-stained hands, crying too hard to speak."Aurora, you saved her life."I looked at the seventy-year-old man, a fe
Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 7
（Aurora’s POV)I found a job in a small accounting firm in a quiet Illinois town.During the day, I did bookkeeping and taxes for local shop owners. In the afternoon, I went to a nursing home to help the elderly manage their pensions and trusts."Aurora, you're really amazing."Paul, a firefighter, pushed open the firm's door holding a bouquet of yellow daisies.He was thirty-five, a lieutenant, and a widower. His wife died of cancer three years ago, leaving him with their seven-year-old daughter, Lily.Last month, I helped him get back nearly ten thousand dollars in tax returns and set up an education trust for Lily."These are beautiful." I took the flowers with a faint smile."When you're working on the books, your eyes light up," Paul said, a slight blush on his cheeks. "You must really love what you do."My hand froze.In nine years of doing his books, Cassian had never said that to me. He would just say, "This report is well done."I was about to speak when I felt a familiar, opp
Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 6
（Third-person POV）Two weeks after the wedding, Antonio burst into the study."Boss, we have a problem."Cassian looked up."Miss Camilla approved a one-million-dollar political donation last week. To Councilman Hayes." Antonio's voice was a low whisper. "Yesterday, the IRS formally indicted Hayes. An anti-corruption probe.""Our charity foundation, our art investments, Lakeshore Realty. The entire clean chain... it's all been flagged as 'suspicious sources of funding'.""The IRS sent agents to the art museum this morning."Cassian's knuckles went white.Beneath that clean chain was the money laundering network Aurora had built, piece by piece, for six years.If the IRS and FBI teamed up, if they dug down from the charity, the shell companies in Miami, the drug routes in Mexico... everything would come to light."Get Camilla in here," he said through his teeth.Ten minutes later, Camilla walked in, her face pale but her eyes defiant."Cassian, I did my best," she said before he could s
Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 5
（Third-person POV）The party celebrating the wedding was held in the grand ballroom of the Vitelli estate.Under the crystal chandeliers, two hundred guests raised their glasses and laughed.Camilla, in a champagne-colored gown that barely showed her stomach, was radiant at Cassian's side.Marcello, the Elder, raised his glass. "To Don Cassian and the beautiful Camilla! To the future of the Vitelli family!""Cheers!"Cassian raised his glass like a machine, but his eyes were scanning the crowd.Searching for a figure with long black hair, a slender frame, always standing quietly in a corner.She wasn't there.He should have been relieved. Her presence always made Camilla insecure.So why was there this hollow ache in his chest?"Darling, what are you looking at?" Camilla noticed he was distracted."Nothing," he said, pulling his gaze back. "Just making sure everything is perfect.""Yes, it's all perfect," Camilla said, satisfied. "It's the party I've always dreamed of."Old Giovanni, a
Not This Time, Don Cassian Chapter 4
Camilla took over the family business faster than I expected.Week one: She used "unstable pregnancy emotions" as an excuse to attend every family meeting.Week two: She started crying before every meeting."Cassian, every time I see Aurora, I can't help but think—she knows everything better than me, she's more capable than me. Dr. Morrison says this will affect the baby..."Cassian's face grew darker each time.Week three: I was told I no longer needed to attend family meetings."Just focus on the underground accounts," Antonio told me, unable to look me in the eye.On the last day of the third week, a maid knocked on my door."Miss Aurora, the Don requests your presence in the main living room. He has an important announcement."When I walked in, Camilla was lounging on the sofa. Cassian sat beside her, one hand resting on her still-flat stomach.The sight stung my eyes.But I had learned to show no emotion."Aurora," Cassian began, his voice flat. "For the sake of Camilla's emotiona
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