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Chapter 51: Nowhere to Run
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Cassian"Well, enough of that," Silas continued, his tone suddenly businesslike. "I have to finish this off and take back what is mine."I scoffed, disgust evident in every line of my body. "You're not man enough to fight me yourself? You have to get one of your dogs to do it?"Silas chuckled darkly. "Why have a dog and bark yourself?" He turned to the masked man, his expression cold. "Slit his throat. I'm done listening to this bullshit. I need to round this shit and get going.."As Silas disappeared down the hall, heading in Aria's direction, a surge of desperate energy rushed through me. No fucking way was I letting him near her again.The masked man tightened his grip on the blade, pressing it harder against my skin. I felt a trickle of blood run down my neck, but I was beyond caring about my own safety. All that mattered was getting to Aria before Silas did.With a sudden movement, I backhanded the man holding the blade, jerking my head away from the knife. The blade nicked my sk
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AriaHis lips crashed onto mine with a fervor that took my breath away. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing him like air."I've wanted this for so long," Cassian murmured against my lips,.I could only whimper in response as his hands traveled down my sides, leaving trails of fire in their wake. The thin fabric of my robe was barely a barrier between us. With one swift movement, he untied the knot, his eyes darkening dangerously as the material fell open."Look at you," he growled, his gaze scorching my exposed skin. "All this time, you've been driving me fucking insane."His hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. "Do you have any idea what it did to me? Knowing he had his hands on you? That he touched you?"The possessiveness in his voice sent liquid heat pooling between my thighs. "I didn't know I was yours," I whispered, a challenge in my tone."You've been mine since the moment I took you. You just didn't realize it yet."Before I could res
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We stopped beside a small fountain. The moonlight cast everything in silver, including Cassian's face as he turned to look at me."You keep looking at me like that, Aria," he said, "and I swear, your dress will be on the floor with you."Heat rushed to my cheeks, but I held his gaze. "Like what?" I asked innocently, though I knew exactly what I was doing.He stepped closer, bringing his body mere inches from mine. "Like you're imagining me taking you right here, up against that tree. Like you're daring me to show you what it feels like to come so hard you forget your own name."My breath hitched. "Is that so? And what exactly am I doing to make you say that?"He moved closer still. "You're driving me crazy with those eyes of yours," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "Every look, every smile, it's like you're daring me to lose control."I smirked, emboldened by the naked desire in his eyes. I stepped even closer until our bodies were flush against each other, feeling his har
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I jumped, my heart pounding in my chest. The voice was female, hard and devoid of sympathy. My eyes darted around the room, searching for the source."Who's there?" I demanded, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound brave.From the walk-in closet, a figure emerged, covered in darkness. The candle light making it hard to see her clearly. But I could feel the menace radiating from her."Who are you?" I asked again, desperately trying to keep my voice steady as I took a step back."Hello, Aria." The voice was familiar—too familiar."Chloe?" I gasped, disbelief washing over me. "What the hell are you doing here?"Cassian's on-again, off-again girlfriend stood before me, dressed all in black, her blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. But what made my blood run cold was the pistol gripped in her right hand, pointed directly at my chest."Surprised to see me?" She smirked, her eyes cold as ice. "I bet you are."I took a step back, mind racing. Chloe was here, in Milan? How? Why
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