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We lock our gazes, and solemn understanding passes between us. “For what it’s worth, I think you’re a good man.” And as I say that something clicks with me.
Lucas and Leif moved to England, hoping Logan had changed. Cassandra was an anchor, pulling him from the family politics, dark affairs, and reuniting those three at the heart of this house. And now, Cassandra’s going to be dragged into the center of the shitstorm if I don’t stop them.
“You can’t ever tell her the truth,” he whispers, and I nod in agreement. It’s too dangerous to make her aware of what kind of people surround this family. But there are other secrets they kept from her, and those won’t stay buried forever.
Leaving Lucas on the porch, I turn to Cassandra, who wears a summer dress that makes her eyes pop like two diamonds. Her hair shines in the sunlight like blazing fire. When the door shuts behind me, I stroll toward her like I’m possessed.
I catch her small waist and pull her toward the car, caging her in.
“Hey.” I breathe into her parted mouth.
“Hi,” she gasps.
My hungry lips roam down her neck, inhaling her sweet scent before claiming her lips.
I have never met a woman who can make me come undone this easy, drive me nuts and soothe my darkness. But she does. I could get lost in her softness and jaded skin for days.
“Let’s go, Mark, or we’ll get in trouble with the neighbors.”
She is such a contradiction. But it only makes my blood boil hotter with the feral need to subdue her, show her what it’s like to be mine. Freedom can be found in captivity too. It’s a game meant for two people to explore. And I’m determined to show her this world.
~Cassandra~
My skin buzzes, electrified from his nearness, and my belly flutters with butterflies. It’s been too long since I’ve breathed in the same air as Mark. There are a few issues we need to tackle, but I’m sure we can work it out. I know he’s a very disciplined and sensible man. Violence doesn’t fit with the controlled character he usually portrays at work. What happened a week ago must be a slip in his judgment.
I study him
, his chiseled physique that hints at his healthy lifestyle, his silent control that makes me feel safe, cocooned. And I wonder why he is the way he is?
“You need to trim it. I can’t see your stubborn jaw and those sinful lips.” He let his scruff grow more than he usually does. And it looks unkempt.
He chuckles at my remark, and his eyes flash at me.
“I’ll keep it in mind.” His rich voice rattles deep in his throat and warmth spreads deep inside the pit of my stomach.
“How was Switzerland?” I ask while he helps me into my seat and then goes around to join me.
He starts the car, and we leave my residence. Only then he answers me.
“We were swamped with work, so I didn’t see a lot of it. I wish next time I could take you there, show you around, enjoy the beauty of the country.” The offer sounds unsure, more like a question. “Have you thought about us?”
“I did.”
An agonizing mix of emotions stirs inside of me, and I have to look away from him. He might never trust me, share those broken pieces with me. And I don’t think that’s going to be enough for me.
“What have you decided?” he asks.
“I want to see where it takes us, but . . .” I clear my throat.
“But what?” He squeezes the wheel, waiting for my answer, until his knuckles get white from tension.
My thoughts barrel my mind with a million reasons why I shouldn’t be with him. The list is way too long, but something deep inside of me refuses to let him go.
“I’m your employee, and if the press gets a whiff of our relationship, it will become a public massacre of my character. Darren will do everything to separate us before the scandal breaks free.” I voice the stakes.
“Is that all?”
“No. You’re also dishonest about your past.” I wait for him to acknowledge it. “You’re going to break me if you’re going to hold back the truth and I can’t afford another heartbreak.”
