Cassel — POV
I could barely stop myself from taking the girl in my arms and devouring her whole.
It was a savage impulse, primitive and instinctive, one that tore through me the very moment her small, trembling body collided with mine. For a heartbeat, all reason dissolved.
Every part of me screamed to claim, to consume, to press her so close that the world itself would disappear.
And she—
She still had the nerve to tell me I was the one seducing people?
The audacity.
Who was the one leaning over the seat earlier, laughing softly with Henry as if she wasn't driving me insane with every breath she took? Who smiled and nodded and tilted her head like some gentle, oblivious angel—while pretending she didn't know what she was doing to me?
But—
The moment she threw herself at me…
My body rose on its own, reacting faster than thought, faster than breath. Heat slammed into my veins like a wildfire.
My mind flooded with every wicked, sinful thought a man could possibly imagine.
