Easton had no clue about Cassidy and Owen's plan, but he'd heard from the servants that they'd met in the greenhouse.
That night, Easton pinned Cassidy beneath him, caressing her body and kissing her neck.
As Cassidy tilted her head back, gasping for breath, he pulled away from her neck, his voice cold and detached.
"Cassidy, did you meet Owen alone in the greenhouse today?"
He stressed "alone," making Cassidy almost lose her composure.
She wrapped her arms around Easton's neck, her legs lifting and entwining around his waist, trying to keep her emotions and expression in check to avoid raising suspicion.
"It wasn't really alone. The flowers have been blooming beautifully lately, so I went to take a look. I didn't expect Owen to be there."
Easton looked down at her face, his probing gaze making Cassidy nervous.
She met his eyes, trying to appear normal, ensuring he couldn't detect anything amiss.
But Easton kept staring at her face, even stopping his thrusting.
Cassidy frowned, forcefully pulling Easton's neck down. She glanced at his lips, licking her own, as if wanting to kiss him.
But the next second, she looked at his eyes with some displeasure, as if suddenly remembering they still had unresolved issues.
"Easton, I've told you a million times, I have no interest in Owen. If you don't believe me, get off my bed right now!"
She pushed him away in annoyance, but Easton quickly pulled her back into his arms.
"I don't doubt you."
Easton kissed her forehead reassuringly. "Of course I believe you."
Cassidy had rejected Owen several times. Easton didn't doubt their relationship; he just knew Owen liked Cassidy, which made him uncomfortable hearing about their meeting.
"I misspoke. I'm sorry."
With that, Easton flipped Cassidy over, thrusting into her from behind. Cassidy screamed, clutching the sheets.
His member was tightly gripped by Cassidy's vagina, the deep penetration from the rear position making his thrusts intense and fast, moving in and out of her tight, wet passage.
The overwhelming pleasure nearly shattered Cassidy's consciousness. Her body trembled, continuously secreting fluids.
Easton's firm abdomen collided with Cassidy's full buttocks, the liquid from her tight vagina splattering messily on his abdomen. Her vagina clung to his member, making him want to push his testicles inside her too.
Cassidy screamed she was about to climax, her wet eyes blurred.
Sweat glistened on her smooth skin, the intense pleasure reaching its peak, her vagina spasming wildly.
As Cassidy climaxed, her vagina contracted sharply. Easton growled, his hips accelerating, his member thrusting forcefully into her tightened passage.
In Cassidy's screams, Easton grabbed her buttocks, thrusting hard a dozen times before pushing deep inside, releasing his thick, white semen into her.
A large amount of clear liquid mixed with semen flowed from their joined bodies, dripping onto the sheets.
Easton's chest heaved, his member still inside Cassidy. He leaned down, holding her tightly.
Cassidy's flushed face was buried in the pillow, panting, while Easton's hot breath sprayed on her neck, his muscular arms pressing her full breasts flat.
Their breathing gradually synchronized, Easton's member swelling inside her.
Easton turned Cassidy to face him, slowly thrusting into her, following the remaining fluids.
Cassidy lay on the bed, feeling Easton's entry, breathing softly.
She wrapped her arms around Easton's neck again, adjusting her breath before speaking.
"Easton, what's your plan?"
Easton knew she was exhausted, so he entered gently. "I'll stage a car accident."
"What if I get hurt? Are you sure your plan is foolproof?"
Easton chuckled, shaking his head. "Don't worry, I'll arrange a car switch, and I've already set up a body. You won't get hurt."
Cassidy nodded. "Thanks for your effort."
Easton was pleased by her gratitude, his thrusts gradually speeding up.
"As long as I'm with you, arranging these things isn't hard."
Cassidy nodded randomly, planning her escape.
She intended to flee during the car switch, preferably creating some chaos to make her escape smoother.
Easton, unaware of her escape plan, thought she was worried about getting hurt, so he reassured her again.
"Cassidy, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I won't let you get hurt."
If she were to get hurt, he'd find a way to take her place.
"Cassidy, don't worry. I've arranged everything. I'll give you a new identity. After this, you'll have a new life."
"Cassidy, I'll give you the life you want. I'll fulfill all your wishes, loving you with my life."
"After we get married, I'll handle everything. You just need to live the life you want, without dealing with anyone you dislike."
Easton's eyes burned with emotion as he expressed his feelings, making promises, gently describing the future he envisioned for them.
Cassidy couldn't pinpoint her feelings. Easton's deep affection didn't bring her joy.
She knew she should smile and say she looked forward to the life Easton described, but she couldn't.
Watching Easton seriously discuss his plans, Cassidy felt guilty.
He was meticulously planning their future, but she had no intention of being part of it.
She even planned to use his plan to escape.
But she wouldn't change her decision. From Easton's words, she felt he already considered her his possession.
He said she wouldn't need to meet anyone she disliked after marriage, but Cassidy saw it as a form of imprisonment.
Cassidy forced a smile, worried he'd notice her abnormality, and hugged Easton tightly.
As he lowered his head to kiss her, Cassidy met him halfway, feeling a bit guilty, cooperating more during sex.
Easton mistakenly thought Cassidy shared his anticipation for their future, becoming more excited, thrusting harder inside her.