Semua Bab My heart surrendered to the Boss: Bab 61 - Bab 70

As soon as we finished breakfast, we changed clothes to meet Chloe. Amy lent me one of her dresses, which was beautiful but didn’t match my state of mind at all. Something flowery and soft, light and cheerful. I felt like a fraud looking at myself in the mirror, but I had to admit the soft shades of green matched my hair and brought out my eyes.I let out a long, heavy sigh when I finished looking at myself in the mirror. "If it were another time, I’d be excited and maybe even thinking about meeting Daniel to show him this dress."Thinking about my now ex-boyfriend made my heart sink even more. I hadn’t heard from him since that day, which left me deeply uneasy. Daniel had proven to be dangerous, and at that moment, being far from Cassian’s protection, he could approach me, just like Diane and Liam.I rubbed my hands over my face hard, trying to clear those thoughts from my head. There was no point dwelling on them and what they could or couldn’t do. The first thing I needed to figure

I had to be quick. By that moment, Cassian could already have been informed by Harry of where I was.I looked at my phone screen, letting out a long sigh. I never imagined I would be the one to seek out Daniel, but I was desperate. I was willing to sell my soul just to gain my freedom, even if the demon was Daniel Ward.I dialed that number which, even after everything, was still burned into my memory. Daniel answered on the second ring, his voice a mix of surprise and euphoria."Lyn? Lyn, is it really you?" I swallowed hard, fighting against every fiber of my body that screamed for me to turn around and run away from there."I'm downstairs. Could we… could we talk? I don’t want to take up your time, it will only be a few minutes," I said, a knot forming in

I woke with a violent jolt. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was still in Cassian’s arms, but inside a car. The vehicle sped quickly through the streets, while Cassian held me firmly with one arm and sent messages on his phone with the other.I shifted, feeling my body slightly numb. Cassian turned his eyes toward me, filled with something resembling concern, but mixed with anger. I went still again, feeling the weight of his disapproval.Cassian let out a long, deep sigh, set the phone aside, and ran a hand through his hair. I noticed he was completely clean, even his shirt, which made me wonder how long I had been asleep."What were you thinking, going to that psychopath?" Cassian demanded in a firm tone.I turned my face away, embarrassed and irritated that Cassian had needed to get involved. Nothing had unfolded as I had planned, and it frustrated me. I couldn’t manage anything on my own. I kept depending on Cassian, Amy, and Chloe to the point of putting myself in danger becau

I couldn’t understand the reason for that note. Contrary to what Chloe had said, Cassian spent the entire night in the main hall, going from table to table among the longtime patrons, talking and holding a glass he never drank from.I tried to ignore his presence, but it was impossible. It felt as though he were right beside me, his warm breath on my neck, his hands over mine with every move I made. I felt pressured and uncomfortable."Hey, Lilian." A waiter called me with a large order in hand, but before I could take the slip, he pulled it back. "That’s not it. There’s a gentleman asking for you to serve him." I raised an eyebrow, suspicious.It wasn’t normal for one of the club’s patrons to request a specific waiter, especially a woman. Most of them saw us as incapable of preparing and serving anything of quality, so they preferred the men, but I always made a point of breaking their expectations whenever I had the chance.I wiped my hands on the bar towel and looked around, trying

I kept in contact with Cass naturally, but on the side, I began to dig deeper into the life of Cassian Moore.The little information that existed came from just before he took on the position of Boss, which had belonged to his father before him. Cassian’s academic life, adolescence, and childhood were a blank book, kept in complete secrecy, as if he had grown up in total isolation."There aren’t even driver’s license records. Does he not have one? Or did he use a fake name?"It was frustrating to waste so much time searching for information only to hit an impenetrable wall. Knowing my amateur digging was useless, I decided to try something different.The university library still kept old physical records, like newspapers and articles. Cassian looked to be around forty, so there had to be some physical information somewhere.The large hall was completely empty, with only a few students using the facilities for anything beyond taking a nap between classes. I took advantage and began my