Caius Ff Novels & Stories

Xeraphina Cassius swings the door open, revealing a food cart laden with a myriad of plates brimming with delectable Italian dishes. His enticing aroma of the ocean, intertwined with the refreshing scent of ripe watermelon and a subtle hint of rich chocolate, dances through the air, enveloping me. It stirs a mixture of excitement and hunger, causing my stomach to growl. With a mischievous chuckle, Cassius places a plate overflowing with plump raviolis onto my lap, and positions a garlic-butter toasted breadstick nearby.

Caius replied, though the tension in his tone betrayed his own inner war. Caius groaned softly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m losing my mind,” he muttered under his breath. Sebastian glanced at him. “You said something?” “Just telling myself not to jump off a cliff,” Caius replied dryly, forcing a grin that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “If I start talking to myself, just ignore me.” Sebastian huffed a laugh, though the edge in it betrayed his unease. “That might be hard. You’re not exactly quiet.”

His hair was damp, sticking to his forehead, and every movement made my pussy twitch with want. It was as if he knew exactly what he was doing to me. "You know you can always be free to look, right?" Caius said suddenly, his voice low and amused. "Staring too much might be rude in the human world, but not for us. It's hot. I like it." My cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal. “Stop it Caius, I'm not staring.” He turned to face me fully, his eyes dark with desire. "Want me to yank my trousers down so you can stare at my ass too? Wil that make you admit it?"

I called loudly, and Shane made his hunched spine snap inward…almost as if he was trying to make himself smaller. Caius whistled, crossing his hands over his expansive chest and stepping up when Kefas did. “Fifteen thousand? Are you fucking insane?” Kefas hissed angrily, the rage making his face look more and more like a shit pit. “Language, elder. Or I dare say it’ll climb to sixteen thousand,” Caius warned without any hint of the smile he always wore on his handsome face. Gallagher nodded, beady eyes twisting with the promise of vengeance before he bowed back into the crowd who turned to watch him like he had developed something even uglier than the hunch on his back.

he let go of his neck finally. Caius coughed hardly to catch his breath, while rubbing his neck. “So you have chosen to act as her fucking slave?” Caius seethed out at him, bringing a smirk on his face. “Isn't that what we have always been to her?” He grinned. Caius clenched his palms. “Don't forget, you are standing in front of that person who has build this Alvaro empire all alone,” Zaiden's grin widened, hearing Caius's words.

The third man finally caught my attention as he gazed at the retreating forms that made up my adoptive parents, his chiselled chin twitched from annoyance as he attempted to control the anger that was steadily building within his chest. “Relax, Caius,” Cian ordered. Caius tore his attention away and strode off with his heels digging into the ground aggressively, his auburn hair stood out against his pale skin as the base of his neck grew an angry red as he attempted to hide his anger. His broad shoulders tightened as he turned the corner and thrust his fist through the wall, his fist tore through the wall leaving a bloody mess along his knuckles as he drew his fist back. This should be fun,

“Yes, my lord.” He walked away, catching up with the bathroom. Ignoring the many thoughts that ran around in his head, Caius concentrated on taking a bath - washing Daphne's scent off his body. He concentrated on something else while he did that, realizing at the same time that there was something he needed to do as soon as he got out. Pausing mid-bath, Alpha Caius opened the bathroom door a little. He snapped his fingers loudly so that the man who watched the door could hear. And just as he wanted, the entrance door opened - the head guard walked in with a bow.

Splash. Caius's face twisted into a mask of pure fury. "Are you crazy? That was ten million dollars!" The guests gasped again, phones all pointing our way. "Ten million?" I sneered. "Like the thirty-million-dollar necklace around Fiorella's neck?" He froze, then his rage exploded. "Who the hell do you think you are, comparing yourself to her?" his voice boomed. "She's sweet and gentle. You? You're a goddamn wildfire. You're not fit to clean her shoes!"

Nathan said. "Oh, this must be good if you waited for your parents to leave," Jacob said. "Nathan, I can't handle anymore stress, maybe you should not tell them." Cassie said, nervously. "Cassie I know they can be ass holes at times, but it is ok.." Nathan told her. "What is it Cassie?" Norman asked. Cassie went to look out the window. Nathan followed her and wrapped his arms around her. "Guy no smart-ass remarks please. Cassie is a half blood." Nathan said to them.

“Payment routed through a broker we traced to Caius’s cut. Same face flagged by patrols. We pulled the watcher once, he slithered. He’s careful now. He moves cash, no phones tied to him. But he leaves patterns.” Caius. My brother’s name tastes like iron. He’s a hand that moves quietly in the dark and makes sure the world bends the way he wants it to. He’ll plant a seed, wait for it to rot, then pretend to pick up the compost like he’s saving the garden. "Caius is using a broker to avoid getting direct business with these people, and the agent is smart not to use the same person everyday, so the Alpha's mate is yet to notice the weirdos following her around," he concludes.