NINE

Cassa's POV

I woke up to the sensation of a soft bed against my skin, inhaling the lingering scent of vanilla musk in the air. I felt the weight of a blanket being tucked around me before hearing the faint sound of receding footsteps and the closing of a door. Opening my eyes, I still felt the heaviness of my lids, realizing that I had fallen asleep in the car on the way to one of Julius' houses in town.

I hadn't expected him to include me in the senator's meeting, claiming that I was his secretary. That was the reason he had given me the clothes in the paper bag, along with the torturous five-inch heels that had left my feet aching after a few hours. I was dumbfounded as to why I was doing this, but exhaustion had gotten the best of me, leaving me too tired to question him. Being in a crowd for an extended period always drained me easily.

Taking a deep breath, I shifted onto my side, facing the right, and closed my eyes. Tomorrow, I would have a conversation with Julius about all of