All Chapters of Thrown To The Streets By One, Claimed by Another: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Marina strolled into the living room to see Roselyn relaxed on the couch, her eyes surveying the room as if she had just discovered something new in there. She smiled upon seeing Marina, standing to welcome her with a brief hug.“Look at my friend, all beautiful and glowing.” Her gaze drifted to Marina’s stomach. “How’s the baby?”Marina returned her smile, lowering herself on the couch. “The baby is fine,” she said, rubbing her belly. “You didn’t inform me you were coming over.” She noticed the urgency in the way Roselyn looked at her.Roselyn sat next to her. “After watching the news last night, I called several times to make sure you were fine, and to let you know that I’d be coming over today.” Her lips stretched, forming a teasing smile Marina recognized too well. “Considering how Cassian defended you last night, I figured you might be very busy with him all through the night.” She emphasized, expecting a reaction from her friend.Marina scoffed in disbelief, not responding to he

“Mr. Vale did a great job. You should enjoy your meal.” Clara pulled out a chair for Marina. “This is the first time he’s doing this.” She whispered into her ear before leaving them alone to eat.“Thank you, Clara,” Marina said dismissively. For a long moment, her gaze was locked on the food and the varieties of fruits spread out before her.Here, she dined like royalty, with different options to choose from. It wasn’t like this back then in Collin’s house. She didn’t have this luxury, but aside from that, he never cooked for her in their five years of marriage. Never deemed it worthy to do something heart-warming for her. Now that she thought of it, how did she survive in such a loveless marriage? Giving so much, but getting so little? This man right here treated her right, but her need for control was slowly consuming her, almost blinding her to his kindness and rendering her an ingrate.“Clara told me your pregnancy hormones make you crave creamy pasta and grilled chicken all the

The hall glowed beneath crystal chandeliers, and people of power dressed in elegant suits and floor-length designer dresses filled every corner of the room. Servers moved around with champagne trays, offering a glass to anyone who showed interest.Guests were having friendly conversations. Some swayed to the soft music drifting through the air, while others, like Marina, were simply living in the moment, taking in everything around her.This was the second time she was attending a grand event filled with the wealthy. She was gradually getting accustomed to their way of life, preparing for the day she would attain that height of greatness and roll freely in their midst without Cassian’s or anyone else’s influence. Just her on her own.Her emerald dress pooled elegantly around her as she sat, its rich green blending softly into the night’s darkness. She had met the staff member of the Vale Empire, all nice and proper people. She moved her head instinctively to the rhythm of the music hum

Cassian’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the microphone tightly. Tempted to punch his uncle’s handsome face. He took a step forward, but steeled himself. He wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing him lose his control in front of the people. Violence is not an attribute of a Vale heir.He lifted the microphone to his mouth to speak, but nothing came to mind. This question would be the last thing to expect from his uncle. He never ceased to amaze him that he was a shitty bastard. Telling the people they had no picture would make their relationship doubtful. He had told so many lies today. He needed a stronger lie to back up.If he couldn’t come up with something in a few minutes, the people might never find him trustworthy again. Business partners were present, stakeholders staring at him, waiting for a picture of him and his lover. Many more people were all there watching, and this was the moment Adam chose to act like the bastard that he was. Fuck him.He lifted his chin, a fre

Cassian rustled softly in his sleep, groaning sounds escaping him as he turned restlessly on the bed. His buff body pressed closer to Marina, where she lay next to him. She stirred, pulling away from him.“Help me.” He whispered. “Save me from her.”The sound of his voice woke her. She sat on the bed, trying to remember how she had gotten there. The last thing she knew was that they were seeing a movie together before she fell asleep. Tenderness washed through her at the thought of Cassian bringing her into the room. She looked at him as he struggled in his sleep, tossing around as if he was fighting someone.“Cassian.” She reached for his hand to stop his violent movements, but he only pulled her closer to himself, squeezing her hand tightly. The pace of this breathing had doubled normal. “Cassian?” She tried to yank her arm away from his tight grip.“Please, cover me. Save me from…” His voice drowned out before he could finish his sentence.“Cassian.” She touched his face gently.H