Alpha Cassius Darkest Claim のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

CASSIUS VALE POVI felt her tension before I looked at her. Anne stayed close, but not as close as before. Her body was slightly angled away from mine, her smile polite when people spoke to her, but it didn’t reach her eyes.“Mr Cassius Vale.”I turned at the call of my name.Mason Mascot stood a few steps away, one arm around his wife’s waist, a glass of wine in his other hand. He carried himself like a man who knew exactly who he was and what he owned.“Happy birthday, Mr Mascot.” I said, offering a firm handshake.He smirked. “Glad you could make it. I wasn’t sure you would.”“It’s my pleasure to be here,” I replied.His wife smiled warmly, her attention shifting to Anne almost immediately. “And you must be Annelise. I’ve heard about you.”Anne gave a small nod. “It’s nice to meet you.”The woman’s smile widened. “Come with me for a moment, Honey. Let the men talk business before they bore us to death.”Anne glanced at me for a second.I squeezed her hand lightly. “I’ll be right he

The morning of Cassius’ birthday came with a quiet excitement that Annelise could barely contain. She had been up before sunrise, careful not to wake him as she slipped out of bed and into the kitchen. The house was still, silent as she moved intentionally, preparing breakfast with more attention than she ever had before.She made everything she knew he would love, even if he never truly showed preference. Eggs, toasted bread, fruit, coffee. Simple, but arranged perfectly. She carried the tray upstairs with steady hands, her heart beating faster with every step.She placed the tray carefully on the bed beside him and stood there for a moment, watching him. His face was calm, almost too innocent like he could never hurt a fly.Her heart swelled with adoration as she slipped away to the bathroom.By the time she came back out, she had transformed herself. Her curls fell softly over her shoulders, her lips painted a bold red that made her skin pop. She wore red lingerie that hugged her c

The first thing Annelise felt was the cold creeping into her skin slowly, settling deep into her bones before she even understood where she was. Her lashes fluttered weakly, her head heavy as she tried to move, but the moment she did, a sharp ache spread through her body.A quiet groan slipped out of her throat, and her eyes opened.The ceiling above her was unfamiliar, stained and uneven, with a dim light that flickered inconsistently, casting shadows that shifted with every second. The air smelled damp, stale, and old.Her breathing picked up.She pushed herself slightly, her hands trembling as she tried to sit up. Her vision blurred for a moment before it steadied, and she looked around.The room was empty with cold concrete walls, no windows, no furniture except the rough floor beneath her.Her heart started pounding upon realization.“Hello…?” she called out, but her voice came out dry and hoarse, barely carrying beyond her lips.She swallowed hard, her throat burned. “Help…” She

Time had stopped making sense to Annelise. The cold floor beneath her had become familiar, almost part of her body. Her legs felt numb from sitting in the same position for too long, her wrists burned from the tight ropes cutting into her skin, and the blindfold made everything feel endless.She did not know if it was day or night.She only knew she was still there... still waiting.Her throat felt dry, every swallow painful. They gave her just enough to keep her alive, never enough to make her comfortable. Hunger clawed at her stomach, but fear sat heavier.The worst part was not the hunger or the pain.Her body itched in places she could not reach, small irritations that grew unbearable with time. She shifted slightly, trying to ease the feeling, but it only made the ropes tighten.A small cry slipped from her lips, her mind drifted again… To her baby.Her chest tightened painfully.“I’m sorry, Love.” She whispered weakly, her voice hoarse and barely audible. “I’m so sorry…”She did

CASSIUS VALE POVI thought she would eventually sleep.I thought the exhaustion, the crying, the weight of everything would finally drag Annelise under and give her a few hours of peace. But she did not sleep. She stayed pressed against me the entire night, her body shaking in my arms, her tears soaking into my shirt nonstop.She did not blink into rest once.Just cried.Quietly first, then breaking again, then quiet again like her body was trying and failing to survive what she had just heard.Every sound she made felt like it scraped something raw inside me.I stayed still through all of it.By the time the sky began to shift into early morning, I was still awake, still holding her, still listening to her breathe between broken sobs.6am…Annelise had finally gone quiet, but even in silence, she was not at peace. Her face was still wet, her fingers still curled into my shirt like letting go would break her completely.I stared at her for a moment. “Get some sleep,” I said quietly.H