Cassidy jumped out of bed and opened the door to let him in.
Easton immediately sensed something was off with Cassidy.
He knew a bit about the Monroe family and figured she had probably been mistreated during her visit.
"What happened when you went back?"
Cassidy sat on the bed, struggling to find the words to explain everything to Easton.
Her silence made Easton even more anxious. "What did they do to you?"
"What could they possibly do?" Cassidy let out a bitter laugh, her voice soft, almost as if she was asking herself.
She propped herself up with her hands, staring at the floor. "My dad asked me for money again. When I refused, he threatened me with the stuff my mom left me, but I ignored him."
"Did they do anything else to make things difficult for you?"
Cassidy heard the concern in Easton's voice, which made her feel a bit better.
"My sister's fiancé wanted to have a one-night stand with me. When I refused, he accused me of trying to seduce him."
Cassidy hadn't even finished speaking when she felt a dangerous aura emanating from Easton.
She smiled and said, "Since they didn't believe me, I gave them a good beating."
"Don't worry, I'm not hurt." She looked up at him, the sadness in her eyes had faded significantly.
"The bodyguard you picked for me helped out. They couldn't do anything to me."
Hearing Cassidy affirm his actions, Easton felt a bit pleased.
But the thought of another man trying to get close to Cassidy made his anger rise uncontrollably.
Cassidy was his, and he wouldn't allow any man to covet her.
"What did he do to you? Can you tell me everything that happened?"
Cassidy was reluctant to recall the events of the night. Kevin's behavior disgusted her, and her family's distrust left her feeling cold.
But Easton's expression was too serious, as if telling her that if she didn't speak, he would find out what had happened on his own.
Cassidy looked into Easton's eyes, feeling a strange emotion she couldn't quite identify.
She avoided Easton's gaze and recounted everything that had happened that night.
Easton listened as she talked about resisting her father, compromising for her mother's belongings, Alina deliberately causing trouble, and Kevin's harassment and false accusations, with the whole family siding against her.
Cassidy had come to terms with the fact that those people never considered her family.
To them, she was just a money pocket.
Although she had felt sad when she first returned, she was feeling much better now.
Easton listened to every word Cassidy said, feeling heartbroken for what she had gone through, but also uncontrollably happy.
She resisted unpleasant situations, but when she was with him, even if he forced her, she never got this angry, which clearly meant Cassidy cared about him.
Realizing this, Easton pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against his chest.
Cassidy was startled. "What's wrong?"
He stroked her head, his voice magnetic and soothing. "Cassidy, I'm glad you rejected him."
At first, Cassidy thought Easton was talking about Gabriel, but when she fell him sniffing her scent, she suddenly realized he meant Kevin.
He was happy because she resisted others but accepted his closeness.
Cassidy shook her head, unwilling to admit it. "Easton, I just felt disgusted."
Kevin was Alina's fiancé, yet he wanted a one-night stand with her. Such a man made her feel utterly repulsed.
But Easton didn't believe her words; her denial seemed more like shyness.
Easton pushed her down gently, his eyes locking onto hers in the dim light, capturing every flicker of emotion on her face.
"Cassidy, you have someone else's scent on you. I need to get rid of it."
"What scent?" she asked, looking up in confusion, only to be silenced by Easton's kiss. Cassidy tried to resist, but Easton anticipated her move.
He grabbed her hands, intertwining their fingers, and pinned her to the bed. His lips moved dominantly yet tenderly over hers, his tongue exploring her mouth, leaving her breathless.
Cassidy whimpered softly, but no sound escaped her lips.
Their breaths mingled, growing rapid as they became oxygen-deprived. Desire flared, and she felt a discomforting heat, twisting her legs. Easton sensed her change and freed a hand to touch her lower body.
Her body, already familiar with his touch, responded instinctively, her legs parting as his hand caressed her thigh.
Easton rubbed her clitoris, and Cassidy's body reacted quickly, fluids flowing out.
He released her lips, trailing kisses down her neck, licking her collarbone, and reaching her shoulder.
He inhaled her scent and suddenly bit her shoulder.
The bite wasn't hard, but Cassidy couldn't help but cry out, instinctively hugging his shoulder and biting down.
As Easton's lips left Cassidy's shoulder, two teeth marks were also left on his own shoulder.
Cassidy's eyes were misty, gazing at him, unknowingly enticing him.
Easton quickly undid his pants, revealing his long-restrained erection, and thrust into Cassidy's vagina.
Cassidy immediately let out a soft moan.
Easton was stimulated, kissing every inch of her skin while forcefully thrusting, each thrust reaching the deepest part.
His member repeatedly hit her cervix, clear fluids continuously being squeezed out of her vagina, sliding down her thighs.
His hardness moved in and out of her tight vagina, each friction bringing intense pleasure.
Cassidy began to move her hips in sync, her legs wrapping tightly around Easton's waist, her whole body pressing close to him.
The large head of his penis bumped inside her vagina, his testicles slapping against her buttocks.
Cassidy's neck arched, letting out a seductive scream, her breathing becoming rapid, her vagina contracting.
Cassidy lay on the bed, her cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted, panting softly, like a freshly bloomed red rose in the morning, with dewdrops still clinging to the petals.
Tempted by the fascinating sight, Easton's member swelled even more inside her, he turned Cassidy to her side, holding her upper thigh, and thrust forcefully again.
Cassidy's shoulder shook with each thrust, her moans becoming more seductive and pleasing.
Easton pressed close to her back, lightly kissing her neck, continuously sucking.
She lay on her side, Easton's hand wrapped around her, squeezing her breasts, and each thrust made her scream, sending a tingling sensation through her body.
"I can't take it anymore," she panted, trying to push his hand away.
"Alright," Easton smiled down at her, grabbing her breasts, his fingers pinching her rosy nipples, pulling them outward.
With his rapid thrusts, they both reached climax.
He pulled out his member, still erect, showing no sign of shrinking.
But Cassidy was already lying on the bed, exhausted, fluids continuously flowing from her vagina, a mix of her juices and his semen.
Easton smiled, carrying the limp Cassidy to the bathroom to clean up, then held her as they fell asleep.