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He winked at me. Cas was definitely a flirt. It had come out more after Ares left. I didn't mind the sweet attention he was giving me. In fact, I could really use it. Damon was still in the forefront of my mind with that stupid video. I know Ares can tell something is going on, as well, but thankfully he isn't meddling. For once, he had listened to me. I can tell it won't last long though. The stupid book Sebastian gave me felt like it was burning a hole in my pocket. How to ask for help 101. I was so embarrassed by it when Cas gave it back. I still don't get why anyone would want to take that book anyway. It's not that valuable.

Cassian's POV It was all futile, I'd combed the entire country in search of Esme Ames To no avail. The secretary had gone to her step-sister, and the cheating boyfriend, but they weren't able to provide any information on her whereabouts. The secretary had reported to me the rude reception he was given by them both. " Have their details sent to me, have both of them fired from wherever they work, and let them learn the hard way, ban any company from hiring them," I said and went back to being disorganized.

Seraphine didn’t discriminate. It was highly likely that the books here were put without his knowledge. Kayden wasn’t the man to read at the library. The library could just be here for the sake of it. Not contemplating further about this, she skimmed through the title of the novels. A lot of new ones have been released over the period of five years, and not being able to choose, she randomly grabbed one. From the title, it was a romance between a prisoner of war and a duke. This did some intriguing to Seraphine. Even if she knew it was going to have a sadomasochistic premise, judging from the title and the small snippet, she was still drawn in.

I just wanted him; his body. Shaking my head, I rid myself of the thoughts my mind was straying to. I had asked him two questions and he had only answered one. “You haven’t answered the second one.” At the reminder, he clenched his jaw and rubbed at his lids. “Do I have to?” “We’re never going to get past it if we don’t talk about it, Caspian.” Somehow, this felt even more serious than the last conversation. I was only taking it lightly because I hadn’t properly thought about it as well as the implications. He was basically a criminal and my stupid ass found it hot. Maybe I should stay away from dark romance and stick to making dresses.

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Author P.O.V. “Hmmm…” Casey muttered as she scanned the series of books on her cousin's bookshelf. A frustrated sigh escaped her lips as her fingers brushed over a particularly dusty volume. But nothing had quite caught her interest yet. Behind her, Zazu sat curled up on the couch, swirling wine in her glass with a smirk playing on her lips. She watched Casey with mild amusement. “So let me get this straight. You are telling me that lousy son of a bitch got that girl pregnant, and then you hurt yourself while spying on them?” Zazu asked, dissolving into laughter.

I watch intently with my brows raised as he removes a sizable oil painting from its place on the wall, unveiling a hidden safe that had been seamlessly integrated into the structure. I pivot on my heel and survey the colossal collection of books that had escaped my memory until now. The tips of my fingers delicately graze the uppermost edges of the book spines as my eyes glide over the titles. My fingers hover over one book in particular. It's a book that is very improper in Alessandros’ collection. This book is a historical romance novel written by Sylvia Day. One of Roses’ all-time favourite authors. Curiosity gets the better of me and I start to slide the book out, “come here, tesoro.” I

“I heard you wiped out the Moretti operation near the coast.” “I did." My gaze drifted to the stack of books on his desk. Some were history books. Others were books on philosophy. “Messy," he leaned back. "I heard.” I glanced back at him. “It was supposed to be.” He chuckled at my words. “You’re still as insolent as ever.” “And you’re still avoiding my question." My face scrunched with growing annoyance. Another silence followed, long enough for my patience to wear thin. I leaned back in my chair.