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Use Your Mouth

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-26 22:02:38

Cassian’s POV

The minutes crawled by.

I sat there, waiting, in the dim, luxurious expanse of my private wing. Only the low hum of the mansion beyond the windows filled the silence. My wheelchair was positioned just so, facing the door.

She was late.

Good for her.

Let her hesitate. Let her dread.

It made the hunt and fun that much sweeter.

Then—finally—a soft, tentative knock.

My smirk curved slowly and deliberately across my mouth.

Let the game begin.

"Enter," I called lazily, voice carrying the sharpness of a blade hidden beneath silk.

The door creaked open, and she stepped inside. Reina. My little captive angel. Her hair still damp from the shower, her frame taut with nervous energy she tried — and failed — to hide.

Perfect.

I watched her cross the room, head bowed slightly, hands folded in front of her like she thought modesty would save her here.

I let the silence thicken until she was standing right in front of me.

"Tell me about your day," I said, voice low and dark, trailing de
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