All Chapters of Pretty Lies, Perfect Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

CASSIAN’S ROOM — MORNINGSoft morning light filtered through the heavy curtains of the master bedroom. I stirred slowly, realizing with a start that I had fallen asleep on Cassian’s chest last night. I didn’t even remember Hans and Darren leaving. One moment I was curled against him on the couch and the next… nothing.I was alone in the massive bed now. The sheets still carried Cassian’s scent — warm wood and fresh air — but the man himself was nowhere in sight. I sat up carefully, testing my knees. The pain had dulled to a manageable ache. Progress.A soft knock sounded on the door before two maids entered quietly, carrying several garment bags and a shoebox. They bowed their heads respectfully.“Mr. Hale had these prepared for you, Miss Hazel,” one of them said. “For your first day at the company.”I offered them a small, grateful smile. “Thank you.”They laid everything out neatly on the chaise lounge and left without another word. I stood up and headed to the luxurious bathroom. T

Cassian and I walked out of the meeting room together, his hand in his pockets. Cassian stopped near the executive elevator and turned to Victor, who had been trailing us silently.“Victor, show Hazel to her office. Make sure she has everything she needs.”I looked up at Cassian with soft, grateful eyes. “Thank you again… for everything. I won’t disappoint you.”He gave me one of those rare, warm smiles that made my stomach twist with a dangerous mix of satisfaction and caution. “I know you won’t, little dove. Come find me if you need anything.”Victor nodded once and gestured for me to follow him. I was relieved when we turned down a different corridor. My office wasn’t on the same floor as Cassian’s executive suite, and it definitely wasn’t adjacent to his. *Good.* At least I wouldn’t have those dark gray eyes watching my every move throughout the day.Victor stopped in front of a sleek glass door on the 12th floor. He opened it and stepped aside.My name was already engraved on a e

I kept my thrusts slow and deep inside Hanna’s dripping pussy, savoring the way her walls clenched greedily around my thick cock. The hot water continued to cascade over us, making her skin slick and flushed under the rainfall showerhead. She whimpered desperately, trying to push back against me for more friction, but I held her hips firmly in place, controlling every movement with deliberate restraint.“Not yet,” I growled against her ear, my voice rough with lust. “I’m not finished with you.”I pulled out suddenly, leaving her empty and whining in protest. Turning her around to face me, I lifted one of her legs and hooked it over my hip before sliding back inside her in one brutal, deep thrust. Her head fell back against the marble wall with a wet slap as I fucked her harder, my heavy balls slapping rhythmically against her with every powerful stroke. Her full, heavy tits bounced between us, water streaming down the curves, her nipples tight and begging for attention. I leaned down