Chapter 45

Cassian

I shivered slightly as her hand moved nervously around me. Her touch was hesitant at first, but then she became braver, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel her breathing get faster as she explored, her fingers moving in ways that made me ache for more.

“Mmm,” a soft moan escaped me.

“Are you okay?”

I could only nod my head. This feeling was different.

I was enjoying the moment when my phone rang. I knew exactly who was calling me. That crazy woman Chiara. I ignored the call, focusing on the pleasure Azalea was giving me.

“Can I taste it?” she suddenly asked.

“I’m all yours.”

I watched as she tucked her hair behind her ears and then gently used her tongue on me. Her soft lips wrapped around me, and I could feel the warmth of her mouth as she moved up and down.

The sensation was overwhelming, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but moan as she continued, her hands gently caressing my thighs.

Her touch was electric, and I could feel my body responding to everything she did. The pleasure was intense, building with each moment that passed. As she continued, I felt myself getting closer to the edge.

“Ah,” I moaned louder. “I’m going to cum.” My body shook as waves of pleasure went through me. I gasped for air, grabbing the sheets tightly as my release washed over me.

My moans filled the room, raw and uncontrollable, as I gave in to the overwhelming feeling. My body trembled as the intensity peaked, leaving me breathless. Slowly, the shaking stopped, and I collapsed onto the bed.

“I guess you liked it?” Azalea said, swallowing everything.

“Yes,” I replied, still catching my breath. I grabbed her legs and positioned myself at her entrance. I was about to thrust inside when my phone rang again—this time, it was my mother. She was the only person I used a special ringtone for.

“I think you need to answer your phone,” Azalea muttered softly. “We still have all night, honey.”

“Okay.” I smiled, getting off the bed and walking to the table where I had left my phone.

I answered when it rang again.

“Mom.”

“How dare you leave Chiara alone at the hotel?” she fired at me.

I turned around to check on Azalea. I smiled when I saw she couldn’t hear the conversation.

“I’ll call you back,” I told her.

“Don’t you dare hang up on me, son,” she threatened. “Or you know what will happen.”

I finally had the chance to have a taste of Azalea, and now this had to happen.

“I’m listening,” I said.

“Why aren’t you picking Chiara’s calls?”

“I’m busy.”

“Busy with that worthless girl!”

“Mom—”

“Shut up and listen to me. I want you to leave right now and go back to Chiara.”

“I’m busy. I’ll see her later.”

“Now, or your little bitch will be the one to face the consequences,” she threatened again. “You know me well enough.”

I knew she wasn’t bluffing. My mother was capable of anything.

“All right. I’m on my way.”

“Good.”

I let out a deep breath as I ended the call. I felt angry and frustrated. Why did everything have to be so complicated?

“Who is that?” Azalea asked from the bed.

“My mom.”

“Your mom?”

“Yes,” I replied, trying to keep my voice calm.

“Did she need something?” she asked, sounding concerned.

“She’s sick,” I lied. “She’s in the hospital.”

“Oh no.” Azalea gasped and sat up quickly. “What happened?”

“I don’t know yet,” I said. “But I need to go there now.”

“Okay,” she said, getting up from the bed. “Let’s go together.”

“No, baby. You should stay here. I’m sure it’s not something serious.”

“How can you say that, Cassian? You know how nice your mother has been to me. I need to go see her.”

Nice? My mother? I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t. Peter was the only person who knew the truth besides me. The family she had met wasn’t really mine. They were actors I had hired to pretend to be my family.

I pulled her into a hug. “Okay, but not right now,” I said. “I’ll go check on her first. I’ll come pick you up tomorrow. Together, we’ll visit her.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, honey.” I pulled her into a kiss, trying to make her feel better. Azalea watched as I got dressed and prepared to leave.

“See you tomorrow.” She stood at the door and watched me drive away.

That stupid woman Chiara. I would make sure I got rid of her soon. Just because I wasn’t answering her calls, she had the nerve to call my mother and report me. I was still thinking about how to get rid of her when she called.

“What the hell is your problem, Chiara?” I yelled into the phone. “I’m on my way. Don’t bother me.”

Without letting her say a single word, I ended the call.

I drove through the dark streets, heading back to the hotel. My mind was racing with anger and frustration. I had been so close to having everything I wanted with Azalea, and now I had to deal with Chiara’s drama.

The night air was cold as I drove, and I rolled down the window to clear my head. I thought about Azalea waiting for me, believing that I loved her, believing that my mother was in the hospital. She trusted me completely, and I was using that trust against her.

But I didn’t feel guilty. I felt nothing except anger at being interrupted. Azalea was just a tool to me, a way to get back at Adriano. And now I had to waste time dealing with Chiara’s jealousy.

As I pulled into the hotel parking lot, I made a decision. I would handle Chiara tonight, and tomorrow I would continue my game with Azalea. Nothing would stop me from getting what I wanted.