Page 35 of Castian


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Her eyes widened slightly, losing their almond shape. She rolled her bag up to the front of the car and stopped by Castian’s side. Her hand lightly brushed through her hair as moon eyes darkened to brown. Her lips parted as she tapped them making them rosier.

“Neat trick.”

She glanced at Castian’s admiring gaze and sneered.

“Thanks,” she said, resting a hand on his lower arm as she leaned in close as the front door opened.

He closed the space between them, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her closer. “I could get used to this,” he whispered.

Rising to her toes, she brushed his lips with hers. His cheek twitched when he felt the tiny pricks of needle’s lightly brushing across his bottom lip. She drew back, batting her lashes. “I wouldn’t.”

“Torik, I didn’t think you’d arrive so early.” An excited feminine voice called to them from the open doorway. Both parted, Castian continued and gave Oye a look of hunger. She ignored it. In contrast to her usual resting bitch face, she smiled brightly. As she turned to face the woman who quickly descended the steps. “Robert said you’d be coming later tonight.”

The woman who ran towards them was everything Oye avoided in life, a princess. With her eyes a soft brown, blond hair swept up neatly she looked perfectly pressed. Even the sun was on her side as it bounced off her studded diamond earrings.

This was the sister to Renson, Tabitha. She was known for her charity and caring nature. Oye looked her over, judging her to be easy immediately. The woman was known for being one of the few friends of Torik, there was also a rumor she had a crush on him.

Castian didn’t disappoint as he rushed forward and lifted her up by the waist. “Why would I take my time to get to see you,” he said while spinning her around. “I couldn’t come fast enough,” he lowered her, looking down at her with fondness. “If anything, this stuffy party gave me the perfect reason to escape my manager and the city.”

Oye ignored the tiny pang of jealousy at the sight of Castian holding onto Tabitha.

Tabitha slapped his shoulder, laughing. “Don’t lie to me, you just wanted to come see my brother about your contract,” she teased before turning her attention to Oye.

Oye quickly forced herself to smile as she approached them.

“And who is this?” Tabitha asked Castian, as she sent him a curious look. “Another girlfriend?”

Oye forced herself not to frown in reaction to Tabitha’s tone. Tabitha was the most likable of the Renson family but apparently that was only in comparison to the others.

“Brother won’t be happy that you brought another model, he’s already working hard to cover your other scandals,” Tabitha said, obviously worried.

Castian released a short laugh, throwing an arm over Tabitha’s shoulder. “Don’t be mean, she’s actually not like the others.”

Tabitha shot him a look of disgust, “You say that all the time.”

“He’s right,” Oye said, sick of being ignored. Fake girlfriend or not she didn’t appreciate it. “For instance, I’m not so stupid as to not know when someone is talking about me," she said as she stopped before them. Letting go of her bag, she crossed her arms. “I also know when someone is being rude on purpose.”

Tabitha’s eyes narrowed on her, but Oye didn’t give a shit. She had to deal with assholes like this chick on a regular basis. She would be damn if she let that shit fly while she was pretending to be in a relationship with Castian. She couldn’t ignore that anger burning in her stomach, at the sight of that woman snuggled up to his side. Mission or not, Tabitha was crossing a line and Oye was more than happy enough to put her right back behind it.

She lifted her brow, daring the woman to say or do something else.

“You really know how to pick them, Torik,” Tabitha grumbled.

“Okay, okay, ladies, no need to fight over poor me.” Castian quickly moved from Tabitha’s side to Oye’s and pulled her close, nuzzling her neck he murmured. “After all, I love you both.”

She snorted, turning away. Pissed that she’d felt real jealousy at how he’d greeted Tabitha.

“I’ll be nice to anyone who’s nice to me,” she said as she faced forward once more.

Tabitha smiled, but Oye could tell it wasn’t real. “Well, I apologize if I seemed a little judgmental. Torik typically brings around a certain type of woman when he visits.”

“Well, now you know I’m different," she said sarcastically.

Oye flinched with a slight jump. Immediately after shot a shocked look of anger at Castian who maintained his pleasant expression.

Did he just pinch her?

“Well enough of that. Let’s get inside, I’m starving.” He complained giving Tabitha a mock pitiful look.

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