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His gray eyes looked even more piercing now as he stared at me and his long, dark lashes framed them beautifully, adding even more intensity to his already intense gaze. His hair was tousled in a way that seemed like he had not run a brush through it in a while, but he still managed to make it look fashionable. How the hell did Cassian become so hot? Wait why am I thinking of how hot he is? My eyes widened in shock as I realized the kind of thoughts circulating through my head. This was not good. This was not how things were supposed to go. I was supposed to see him again and then we would argue like we usually do but then I would be introduced to his daughter, Amelia, and would choose to st

I thought. He hadn’t married a woman. He’d bought a solution. And I was the wrong answer. The room blurred. Think. What does he want? Cassian sank into the chair beside the bed, suddenly weary. "I thought you were Selene’s accomplice," he admitted. "A cousin. A friend. Sent to sabotage me." He ran a hand over his face. "But you didn’t sabotage me. You saved me." Saved him? "At the wedding," he said, "when Grandma demanded we leave for the Riviera tonight—"

My whole body was trembling, and my heart was beating even faster. What I was feeling was fear. Cassian was wearing a black suit with a black shirt underneath. He had black leather shoes on, and he was sitting on the sofa with his back pressed against it, one leg crossed over the other. His eyes were fixed on me. “Come here,” he ordered in a calm tone. I didn’t want to go to him at all. I gripped my pants tightly in fear. “DIDN’T YOU HEAR ME? I SAID COME HERE.”

“I’ll treat him like the treasure he is. I’ll—” “You’ll what?” Alaric’s tone darkened. “Hold him hostage in a rotting building? Threaten his life with a blade at his throat? That’s love to you?” “You don't understand what it's like,” Casian’s voice cracked. “To see something so perfect and know you can’t have it.” “I do,” Aaron cut in from behind, his voice thick. “And I still didn’t do this.” Casian’s lips parted. For a second—just a breath—uncertainty flickered across his face.

The realization made me squirm, which only made him groan softly. "I won't stop staring at you today," Cassian murmured against my skin. "You're so beautiful, Raven. So fucking beautiful. I stared at you so long in the car that I thought about pulling you away from Dante and having you right there." My breath hitched. "Cassian, you need to concentrate. My brothers are making an effort to cook for me. Stop being a naughty asshole." He laughed, a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest and made my nipples harden instantly. "Baby girl, no one is concentrating. Have you seen what you're wearing?"

I don't look at him as I reply, my gaze stays on Aurora, I could let her get away and chase her but I can't seem to stop watching her. “Of course, you're speaking from experience.” I hear Ryker say and Cassian agrees. Am I? Maybe. “Fuck off, you wouldn't have a chance with this woman. She's a tease, you'd never get her in bed with charm. She's a different breed this one, you're too cute for her, she already had you on your knees before you saw her bare pussy. I'd hate to see what you'd do if you saw it.” Cassian snarls, “I will worship her like the goddess she is, if she wants me on her back like she does men during her acts, I will oblige.”

Chapter 32: Cassian's Despair Cassian paced around his room, his eyes filled with urgency. No matter the cost, he needed to win Aria back. The thought of her being with Ronan was impossible for him, and he couldn't imagine life without her. He stopped his walk and faced the mirror. His skin was pale, and his eyes were recessed. He appeared to be a basic reflection of the individual he once was. He wondered softly to himself, "What am I doing?" "I'm a ruler, and I'm allowing a simple wolf to assume my position."

What an amazing husband. “ You weren't this sharp when men were planning on kidnapping her and doing sinful things to her.” Cassian replied, his voice icing as he muttered ‘sinful things’. Harrison didn't listen, he came to me and snatched me from Cassian's hands, taking me roughly in his. His eyes flared as he turned to me then back to Cassian who now walked away with this unimpressed look in his eyes.

Athena replied her bed lover or should I say sex partner. “No.” Cassian said calmly. “I can fix it.” Veyran Doskh looked at Cassian from his head down to his legs. “You?” the old man asked, scoffing. Cassian only smiled. I bet he was already used to people looking down on him before actually getting to know him. “Yes. Unless you enjoy suffering.” “Cassian.” Athena snapped, he ignored her and wheeled himself closer to her father. “Can you stand up? I need to get access to your back.”

She turned slowly. Cassian Varest lounged against one of the tall stone pillars in the outer corridor, as if he had been waiting. At seventeen, he looked like he had been born to be annoying and handsome at the same time—dark auburn hair perfectly tousled, gray eyes sharp and cold, and posture relaxed in an expensive dark coat trimmed with silver. He pushed off the pillar and walked toward her, boots tapping against the polished floor. “You should have failed,” he repeated, his voice calm but edged with something like anger. “All of them especially Caligo.”