All Chapters of His Deadly Obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 11CASSIANA few days after the whole Damien situation, Maya picked me up again for the second script reading. She had already worked her magic like she always did. She told me she had released counter articles and pushed other stories to bury the scandal Damien started. The power of the internet was actually crazy. Within two days, people had moved on to the next trending topic.When we arrived at the studio, I took a deep breath and walked in with my usual smile. I greeted everyone warmly, shaking hands and laughing with the crew like nothing had happened.“Hey, good to see you again,” I said to one of the writers.“Likewise, Cassian. You good?” he asked.“I’m great,” I replied. “Let’s make this movie amazing.”I walked up to the director and gave him a firm handshake.“Director, thank you for still believing in me,” I said sincerely.He smiled and patted my shoulder.“Of course, Cassian. I know how this industry works. Someone obviously wanted to ruin your reputation. These

CHAPTER 13RAFAEL I sat in the dimly lit study with my laptop open in front of me. The call with the kings had been going on for nearly forty minutes.Dante’s voice came through the speaker.“So you’re saying the situation with Damien Crowe has been handled?”I leaned back in my chair, my voice calm and measured.“Yes, Your Majesty. The article has been taken down. I made sure there would be no further issues from that direction.”Lucien spoke next. “And Cassian? How is he handling everything?”I paused for a second before answering.“He is… emotional. As expected. But he is still focused on his work. The production is moving forward.”Kade’s voice was quieter. “You’re keeping a close eye on him?”“Of course,” I replied. “That is my job.”Dante sighed on the other end. “Good. We trust you with this, Rafael. Don’t let anything happen to him.”I gave a small nod even though they couldn’t see me.“You have my word.”The call ended shortly after.I closed that window and immediately open

CHAPTER 15RAFAEL I sat down across from Asher Beaumont and studied him carefully.The twins looked too much alike. Same sharp jawline. Same hazel eyes. Same height and build. If Lord Ashford decided to dye his hair black and add a touch of gray at the sides like Asher had, he could easily pass for his brother. I had already noticed that Lord Ashford’s left eyebrow had a small scar near the edge — something Asher didn’t have. That was the only clear difference I could see so far.I made a mental note of it.Asher picked up his fork and started eating. I did the same, though my attention remained on him. I watched the way he cut his food, the way he held his knife, and the small habit he had of tapping his finger twice on the table before taking a sip of water. Lord Ashford didn’t do that. Small details like these could matter if the man ever tried to impersonate his brother.Asher looked up at me after a while.“So, Rafael,” he said. “How has it been working with my son? Is he too st

CHAPTER 17CASSIANThe next morning I came downstairs still burning with embarrassment. Every time I thought about Rafael walking in on me watching that video my face went hot all over again. I made sure to stay in the kitchen longer than necessary, pouring cereal like it was the most important job in the world, and the second I heard his footsteps I grabbed my bowl and disappeared into the living room.I spent the entire afternoon trying to avoid him. If he walked into the living room I suddenly needed something from upstairs. If I heard him in the hallway I turned and went the other way. At one point I even locked myself in the guest bathroom for twenty minutes just to sit on the closed toilet lid and stare at the wall. It was pathetic and I knew it, but the idea of looking him in the eye after last night made my stomach twist.By late afternoon I was in the kitchen again, pretending to look for snacks I didn’t even want, when a shadow fell across the doorway.“Cassian.”I froze wit

CHAPTER 19RAFAEL I was still at the laptop when a message came through.I saw the notification light up the corner of the screen and ignored it. Whatever it was could wait. I closed the laptop, picked up my phone, and walked toward the kitchen. The house was quiet at this hour. Cassian should have been asleep upstairs after our earlier conversation, but I had learned not to assume anything where he was concerned.I pushed open the kitchen door and stopped.Cassian stood at the counter with his back partially turned, wearing nothing but a pair of low-hanging sweatpants. No shirt. His hair was messy from sleep or lack of it, and the soft light above the stove caught the lines of his shoulders and the slight curve of his spine. He was pouring water into a glass.For some reason my eyes dropped lower than they should have. His nipples were a vivid, almost unnatural pink against his skin. The color stood out sharply in the dim light, and a twisted, fleeting thought crossed my mind befor