All Chapters of Awakened For Sin: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Blake’s POV“You admitted you pushed it yesterday,” I said. “I’m not an idiot. You stayed in your room. Doesn’t take a genius to figure how.”She blew on her tea. “You say that like it’s a bad thing. I don’t plan on spending my second chance sitting down on my ass… I’m going to make the most of this opportunity. Because I reckon this is more of a one-shot opportunity rather than some feline nine-lives arrangement.”For the old Cassie, that would mean partying harder and being even more wild… but this new Cassie, God only knew. I was sure I’d find out soon enough.“It’s not a bad thing,” I said. “It’s just not the only thing that matters. If you overdo it, you land back in hospital.”She watched me for a moment before saying, “Yes, Daddy. Do you want to spank me if I do the wrong thing?”A shot of heat went straight to my cock. I needed to get away from her. I liked sex a little kinky and adventurous, but I had never wanted to be called Daddy. Let’s not even touch the spanking part.She

Blake’s POV“No, I’m just not sugar-coating it. Wear your rose-tinted glasses if you want to,” she said. “You don’t want to be the guy who dumps his wife after she wakes up. I get it. Optics and your public image. All that bullshit. It would make you look like a shit person. But don’t pretend this is about my wellbeing.” She stepped closer, voice sharpening. “Men like you master the art of pulling strings. The perfect puppet masters. You forget I know you, Blake. Maybe better than your wife. You excel at convincing people that an outcome you orchestrated was actually their brilliant idea.”She wasn’t wrong.I didn’t say it.“I’m offering you options,” I said instead. “If you want a transfer, I’ll sign off on it and make sure you don’t lose benefits. Maybe a different department, different division. You can have any position that suits your skills. If you want to leave, I’ll pay you a generous bonus and write a recommendation letter. You’re good at what you do.”Her eyes chilled. “You w

Fawn’s POV“You always appreciated thoroughness,” he replied. “Though you rarely wanted to discuss the details.”Old Cassie apparently hadn’t cared much about the particulars as long as the bottom line looked good.“People change,” I said, meeting his gaze directly. “Near-death experiences have a way of shifting priorities.” I knew it wasn't the first time I had used those words.Webber studied me for a long moment. “So it would seem,” he said finally. “Is there anything specific you’d like me to walk you through today?”“Liquidity,” I replied without hesitation. “How quickly can I access funds if needed? And are there any… limitations I should be aware of?”“You have several accessible accounts. The main one holds the eight hundred million, but you normally transfer twenty million into your personal account at a time. You can transfer funds immediately. As for limitations… your father’s selected shares must stay until you are thirty-five. Their value is around 2.2 billion. Other limit

Blake’s POV“Actually, it was the opposite. The nurse was more interested in me than in doing her job,” I said. “Cassie called her out on it.”Ford’s eyes widened. “Wait, Cassie normally would have encouraged that. She loved making women want what was hers, even when she didn’t want it herself.”“I know.”“And now she’s what, jealous? Territorial?”I shrugged. “She just wanted someone who was actually focused on her recovery. I can’t say she was wrong.”Ford leaned back, studying my face. “You’re different too,” he said finally. “You look at your phone every five minutes. You’re distracted. This isn’t just about Cassie being weird, something else is going on with you.”I thought about Melissa, about my confrontation with her this morning. About the fact that I’d almost taken Cassie on her bed last night, after months of not touching her before her accident. Now I couldn’t seem to keep my hands off her.“It’s complicated,” I said again.“You already used that line, I’m sure,” Ford point

Fawn’s POVI couldn’t sleep all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the look on Blake’s face after he’d pushed me away. That perfect mixture of desire and self-loathing that said he wanted me but hated himself for it.The morning greeted me with a dull ache behind my eyes and the quiet realization that Blake had meant what he said. He was gone. Not just for the night but moving out completely. His clothes had disappeared from the master bedroom, I knew because I had checked around 2 A.M. this morning when I was still chasing sleep.“Coward,” I muttered, standing at the window in my bedroom while Margaret put out some vitamins for me to take, placing them next to my breakfast tray.“Pardon?” She glanced up, eyebrows raised.“Nothing.” I waved her concern away. “Just talking to myself. Bad habit.”She hummed noncommittally. “Ken will be here at eleven. Try not to overdo it before then. After today, we’ll set out the days he’ll be coming.”“Yes, ma’am.” I gave her a mock salute.Onc