𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 20 ~𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Cassandra’s gaze followed the movement quietly, noting the effortless power in the way he commanded the space without seeking it. Her pulse quickened, not from jealousy but from a mixture of intrigue and a memory she could not shake.

She caught herself staring once too long, and for a heartbeat, their eyes met. Nothing dramatic, nothing forced, just a subtle connection. He returned to the women around him, but the slight lift of his brow hinted that he had noticed.

Cassandra exhaled lightly and forced herself back into conversation with the rest of the staff, but the awareness lingered, a quiet hum beneath the music and laughter. She couldn’t deny it: the night had shifted the moment she’d glimpsed him here, commanding the room and her attention all at once.

Louis, seated just beside Dimitri, leaned in with a knowing smirk. “Looks like she’s watching,” he murmured.

Dimitri’s expression remained calm, controlled, and utterly indifferent, but the smallest twitch at the corner of his mou