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He's In Charge 2.

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Cassie's POV.

“I'm sorry what?”

His eyes darkened and then I recalled that he didn't like to repeat himself. As I bit my lips, my mind swirled with a thousand and one thoughts.

First, why did he fail me on purpose?

Second, why was this failure specific to me? Because I sure as hell knew that if any other person failed, they'd be standing right here alongside me.

Third, how had he done something so malicious and still had the nerve to act so casual? My future was on the fucking line!

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