All Chapters of Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

~ CASSANDRA ~It's hard not to relish the words Cassian spoke to me that night, even though I should have forgotten about them by now.But then again, I've never heard a man speak about wanting me with that kind of certainty. I've always been the fat one, the awkward one, the dork, the woman who never quite fit the picture of what people considered attractive. Even to Rhett, I'm nothing more than a fat, lifeless log of wood.So why would Cassian want a mate like me?Maybe if it were five years ago, I could have understood it. Back then, I was still slim and attractive. But now, I look like a fucking mess, and there is no way Cassian would choose me over Leah.No fucking way.He might have his own game, his own reasons for doing all of this. I mean, he's an Alpha. Maybe this is all just some elaborate way of humiliating me. And then again, remembering his voice when he claimed me right in front of Rhett, suddenly makes every excuse I've been making for him feels a little harder to beli

~ CASSANDRA ~“Let me break this down for you. Cassian doesn’t want you—no matter what that sick little head of yours has been telling you. He wants to humiliate me, and you’re just the easiest way to do it. A soft, desperate body he can use and throw away. That’s all you’ve ever been good for.”His eyes drag down my body with pure disgust.“Look at you, still soft, weak and stupid enough to think anyone would choose you when they could have better.” He yanks my head back harder. “Tell me the truth, or I start with your father’s fingers. One. By. One.”My jaw clenches so hard it aches, even though my entire body is already throbbing from being thrown around.“Leave my father out of this and let’s talk, Rhett. Why does the thought of me with Cassian trigger you so badly? You asked for the divorce, signed the papers and you used me as your surrogate… and you still don’t feel an ounce of remorse? What exactly do you want from me? You get to move on, but I can’t? You’ve already announced

~ CASSANDRA ~His thick fingers fuck through my soaked pussy, pumping deep and relentless as he presses me harder against the wall."Fuck… you're so fucking wet, Cassie," he growls against my ear, curling his fingers just right. "So tight… taking me so well."A broken moan spills from my throat as I arch my back for him, pushing back onto his hand.His other palm slides down and grips a full handful of my ass, squeezing hard enough to sting."This ass right here," he rasps, voice so thick with hunger. "It's driving me insane just thinking about it bouncing on my cock. You're perfect… fucking perfect.""By the goddess..."The cry tears out of me as every last coherent thought and warning flies straight out of my head. My body is nothing but need now, craving more of his touch, more of everything he can give me. I want him to fuck me. I want to feel a real cock stretching my pussy and pounding me so hard I forget my own name.My thighs shake violently. My whole body trembles as pleasure

~ CASSANDRA ~I storm out of the restroom, fury burning under my skin. That bastard thinks I’m just some cheap-ass girl he can shove around and fuck whenever he feels like it.Hell, maybe that’s exactly what this looks like to him.I mean, what the fuck else do you expect when you willingly let a man bend you over a sink and bury his cock inside you?Lyra howls in protest, completely on his side. And honestly, I can’t even blame her. Especially when it comes to Rhett—we never feel this kind of pull. We don’t react to him the way we just reacted to Cassian. That man makes us feel…No.Hell fucking no. I’m not going down that road.I’m not about to stand here thinking about how good Cassian just fucked us while walking out of the restroom in an entirely new dress.My focus should be on coming up with a believable explanation for why I suddenly have a new dress, especially if I’m going to lie to Rhett’s face.I make my way back to the table, where Rhett and the Hartwell representatives a