All Chapters of Reborn as the villain's obsession : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

I did exactly what he told me.No underwear.All day I sat at my desk with a hard cock and nothing between it and my pants. Every time Cassian walked past, every time I heard his voice, my cock twitched and leaked. By late afternoon a dark wet spot had spread across the front of my trousers. I didn’t try to hide it. I wanted him to see how desperate I already was for him.He called me in at 8:47 p.m.The second the lock clicked, my knees almost gave out.Cassian sat on the edge of his desk, sleeves rolled up, watching me with that calm, hungry look. His eyes dropped straight to the wet stain on my pants.“Show me.”I pushed my trousers down with shaking hands. My cock sprang free, flushed dark and dripping a clear string of precum onto the carpet. Cassian stared at it for a long moment, then crooked a finger.“Come here.”I walked to him. He wrapped his fingers around me and gave one slow, tight stroke from base to tip. A broken sound left my throat. He stroked me again, thumb smearin

Adrian I showed up the next night already hard.No underwear, just like he told me. The thin gym shorts did nothing to hide it. Every time I moved behind the front desk the fabric dragged over my cock and made me leak a little more. By the time Cassian walked in at 10:14 I was wet enough that a dark patch had formed at the front of my shorts.He didn’t look at me when he passed. He just went straight to the weights like always. But I felt the weight of his attention anyway. Every time he finished a set and wiped his face, I caught the brief flick of his eyes toward me. It was enough to keep me throbbing the entire hour.When the last member finally left, I locked the front door with shaking hands and walked toward the changing room. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat.Cassian was already inside, sitting on the bench, elbows on his knees. He had taken his shirt off. Sweat still shone on his chest and the deep lines of his stomach. When the door closed behind m

My car died on a stretch of road that felt like the middle of nowhere.One second the engine was fine. The next it stuttered, coughed, and went silent. The headlights stayed on for a few more seconds, then everything went dark except for the rain starting to hit the windshield. I sat there with my hands still on the wheel, heart beating too fast, and tried every number in my phone that might actually answer this late.Cassian was the only one who did.He didn’t ask a lot of questions. Just told me to send my location and that he was on his way. Twenty-three minutes later his black SUV pulled up behind me, headlights cutting through the rain. He got out, walked over to my window, and looked at me through the glass like he was already deciding something.“Get in.”I grabbed my bag and climbed into the passenger seat. The inside of his car smelled like leather and whatever expensive cologne he wore. Cassian didn’t say much as he pulled back onto the road. Rain hammered the roof. The wipe

The villa sat at the end of a long private road, surrounded by trees and silence.I stepped out of the car with my suitcase and stared at the place Cassian Nyx had hired me to live in for the next three months. White stone. Dark wood. Floor-to-ceiling glass that reflected the late afternoon light. It looked expensive and isolated in a way that made my stomach tighten.Cassian opened the door himself.He was taller than I remembered from the video interview. Dark shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, expression unreadable. His eyes moved over me once — from my face down to my shoes and back up — before he stepped aside.“Come in. I’ll show you where you’ll sleep.”The interior was even quieter than the outside. High ceilings. Minimal furniture. Everything clean and controlled, just like him. He led me down a hallway and pushed open a door to a guest room that was larger than my entire old apartment. A big bed. An attached bathroom. A window that looked out onto the private pool.“This i

By early afternoon the heat had settled over the villa like a second skin.Cassian told me to follow him outside. I was still naked. He hadn’t let me put clothes on since morning. Every step through the house made more of him leak down my thighs. My cock hung heavy and half-hard again despite how many times he had already used me.The private pool was a long rectangle of dark water surrounded by stone and trees. No other houses in sight. No one to see. Cassian walked to the edge, pulled off his sweatpants, and dove in without a word. I stood there watching the water close over his body, heart already racing.When he surfaced he looked at me and said simply:“In.”I stepped into the water.It was cooler than I expected. The second I was fully submerged Cassian was already moving toward me. His hands found my waist under the surface and pulled me against him. I felt the hard length of his cock press against my stomach. He kissed me without warning — deep, controlled, tasting of heat and