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The Devil In A Suit Chapter 90
Third POV“I’m not planning to,” Cassiel growled. He kissed lower, slower, his hands spreading Julian’s thighs open, settling between them like he belonged there.Julian bit his lip hard, breath catching as Cassiel's mouth pressed hot, open kisses along the inside of his thigh. “God—Cassiel…”“Say it again.”“Cassiel,” he moaned, louder this time, fingers fisting in the sheets.Cassiel’s tongue traced maddening patterns, his grip tightening around Julian’s hips. “I want you undone,” he murmured. “Shaking. Gasping my name until it’s the only thing you remember.”Julian’s response was a sharp cry as Cassiel’s mouth wrapped around him completely, tongue swirling, sucking in rhythm until Julian couldn’t speak. Couldn’t breathe. He cried out, heels digging into the bed, back arching uncontrollably.“Fuck—stop—” Julian gasped. “I can’t—too much—”Cassiel pulled back, lips wet, pupils blown. “Not even close to done with you.”He climbed up, kissed J
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 89
Third POV“I didn’t,” Cassiel muttered.“You knew?”“I suspected. Enzo warned me. We baited him but didn’t expect an ambush this soon.”Julian laughed bitterly. “Of course not. I mean, why would anything in this house be normal?”Cassiel helped him up. “I’m sorry you had to see this.”Julian shoved his hand away. “Sorry? I almost died! You didn’t think to tell me there were traitors in the house?”“I was going to—”“When?” Julian’s voice rose. “After I got a bullet in the head?”Cassiel stayed silent.Julian’s breath was ragged. “You lied. You let me live here thinking I was safe.”“You are. Now.” Cassiel turned to his guards. “Secure the bodies. Burn everything. Sweep for survivors.”“Yes, sir,” they echoed, quickly moving.Cassiel guided Julian to a chair. “You need medical attention.”“I need answers.”“You’ll get them. But first—”Julian slapped his hand away again. “Don’t touch me.”Cassiel froze.Juli
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 88
Third POV "Axel." "Why am I here? What does Cassiel want from me?" Axel didn’t answer that. He pushed the brown envelope and a bag toward Bash. "Eat. And read this. Memorize it." "What is it?" "Your new identity." Bash didn’t move, so Axel opened the envelope himself and pulled out the contents. "Name: Gavin Kingsley. British national. Born in Oxford, England. Educated at Harrow School, studied Politics and Philosophy at Cambridge. Your parents are diplomats, currently stationed in Berlin. You’re a consultant in international relations. You’ve been on sabbatical. That’s your story. Learn it." Bash blinked. "British?" Axel raised a brow. "You speak clean enough. With a little work, you’ll pass." "Why all this?" Axel shrugged. "Because Cassiel said so. He wants you to be invisible but valuable. This is how." Bash set the bottle down and reached for th
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 87
Third POVCassiel stepped into the underground home, quiet and unhurried. The five guards stood upright at once. Without a word, he raised the brown envelope, then pointed toward the locked door at the far end.“Bring him out,” he said.The guards moved swiftly. Metal clanked. A lock twisted. The door creaked open.Bash looked up from the floor, face pale, eyes sunken, beard rough. He didn’t speak. Didn’t move.“Get him,” Cassiel said again, and two guards entered, helping Bash up by both arms.He winced, groaning, but didn’t resist. “Where… where are you taking me?” His voice cracked.Cassiel didn’t respond. He turned and walked toward the far end of the hall, where the elevator waited. The men followed, Bash limping between them.In the elevator, silence ruled. The soft hum of motion was the only sound until it stopped at the secret garage. The door slid open, and the guards helped Bash into the backseat of the black G-Wagon.Cassiel took t
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 86
Third POV“Then you should’ve trusted me,” Julian said. “I would’ve played along. I would’ve helped.”“I couldn’t risk it. You wear your heart too open.”Julian scoffed. “That’s rich coming from the man who kills with a smile.”Cassiel turned sharply. “Don’t push it.”Julian folded his arms. “Then tell me where Bash is. I want to see him.”“No.”“What?”“It’s not safe.”Julian’s brows knitted. “Not safe? From who?”“We’re being watched. Closely. There are spies inside this estate. Possibly even staff. If anyone finds out Bash is alive—”“I won’t tell anyone!”Cassiel stepped forward, lowering his voice. “It’s not about you telling. It’s about someone seeing. One slip, one wrong door opened, one misplaced word—and he dies for real this time.”Julian’s lips quivered. “So what am I supposed to do? Pretend like none of this happened? Smile? Sleep beside you like nothing’s wrong?”“Yes,” Cassiel said without flinching. “Exactly
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 85
Third POVBack at the estate, Cassiel was in his study again, shirt half-unbuttoned, eyes on the monitors. He didn’t even look up when Enzo returned.“Gregor took it,” Enzo said.“Of course he did.”“Think Marco will fall for it?”Cassiel chuckled. “He’s already falling. This just gives him permission.”Enzo leaned on the edge of the desk. “And if he doesn’t bite?”Cassiel turned his gaze to the screen showing Bash’s hidden chamber. The figure on the screen sat still, unmoving.“Then we kill him anyway.”The next day, Marco was pacing in one of the surveillance offices, the flash drive burning in his palm. He’d stolen it from Gregor’s coat when the fool left it unattended. Or so Marco believed.He plugged it into the secure laptop, scanned through the contents, and his eyes widened.Manifest. Flight route. Photos of what looked like Bash, sedated and cuffed, being prepared for movement.“This can’t be real…” he muttered.But i
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 84
Third POVSmoke curled into the air, dancing lazily toward the ceiling of the dimly lit study. Cassiel leaned back in his leather armchair, legs crossed, a half-burnt cigar resting between his fingers. Enzo stood across from him, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the large monitor on the wall.“I still don’t understand why we’re not moving Bash out of the state,” Enzo said, breaking the silence. “We’ve already created an airtight trail. Documents, IDs, handlers. It’s all ready.”Cassiel took a long drag from the cigar and exhaled. “He’s staying here.”Enzo blinked. “Why?”“Because I want him close. I trust no one. Not even you,” Cassiel replied without looking up.“You think I’d mess with Bash’s transport?” Enzo raised a brow.“I think you’d do what’s necessary if the time ever came.” Cassiel set the cigar down and reached for the iPad resting beside him. “That’s why you’re valuable. That’s also why you’re dangerous.”Enzo gave a small
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 83
Third POVFour cloaked men sat around the round stone table, the flicker of candlelight casting distorted shadows on the walls of the underground chamber. The air was thick with dampness and secrecy. None of them spoke for a while, only the rustling of their cloaks and the occasional creak of an old chair filled the silence.The man seated at the far end leaned forward. “He’s gone too far this time.”A second man turned his head. “You mean Cassiel?”He nodded. “Burning the boy alive in front of his own brother? That was reckless. Emotional. Not like him.”“He dug his own grave,” the third one murmured. “Cassiel’s slipping. He’s letting sentiment drive him now. That’s dangerous.”The fourth one chuckled slowly. “Sentiment? He was proving a point. That’s what he does best.”“No,” the first man cut in sharply. “That wasn’t Bash. It was Arnold.”A stunned silence settled like a bomb had just gone off.“You’re sure?” the second man asked slowly.
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 82
Third POVJulian’s head throbbed. His vision blurred, not from any injury, but from how tightly the panic coiled his chest. His arms were shaking, lips trembling, and no amount of wiping could stop the tears. They just kept falling—fast, hot, and helpless.He barely registered the harsh tug on his arm until he stumbled, dragged by Enzo toward the sleek black car waiting just outside the warehouse. His legs moved, but his mind didn’t. He was just… floating in a nightmare.Cassiel sat in the back seat. Hands clasped, expression cold, jaw locked. Not even a blink as Julian was shoved into the seat beside him like a broken toy.The door shut.Julian didn’t look at him. Couldn’t. He stared ahead. Still seeing Bash. Still hearing him scream. Still smelling burnt flesh.Cassiel leaned forward slightly. “Drive.”Enzo didn’t say a word. He obeyed immediately, tires screeching as they pulled onto the road.The silence in the car was brutal. Suffocating. Ju
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