Chapter 94 Seeing her again

Chapter 94 Seeing her again
Cassian POV

A lot had changed in the last five months.

The divorce was finally over. It had been messy, exhausting, and far more complicated than I had expected because Elena had fought every step of the process, and my parents had done everything they could to convince me to reconsider.

They believed a marriage should be preserved at all costs, especially when a child was involved but I couldn't do it anymore.

I had spent years trapped in a marriage that felt more like an obligation than a partnership.

There was no love left between us, only resentment, manipulation, and endless arguments.

My daughter was the only bright spot that came out of it.

For now, she stayed mostly with my parents.

Every weekend, she spent time with Elena. She was still too young to fully understand why her parents no longer lived together.

I travelled back to Dubai three months ago and the first thing I did was make sure Arihya had somewhere comfortable to stay because I wasn't taking any chances.

Zayn had handled everything personally and
when Arihya moved out, she had walked away with almost nothing.

Have been watching her for months and I definitely missed her smart mouth and hot body but now that she was living in the house closest to my villa, seeing her wouldn't require excuses anymore.

I let myself into the apartment and Immediately, the scent of food filled the air.

I followed it into the kitchen and Arihya stood at the stove, her hair tied loosely behind her head. She was focused on flipping something in a pan and I leaned against the doorway.

"You can't just barge in here like that," she said without turning around and I raised an eyebrow.

"You knew it was me?"

She finally glanced over her shoulder. "Who else walks around like they own the world?"

A laugh escaped me then I looked at what she was cooking. "Wait."

I stepped closer. "Are you actually cooking?"

She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Cooking saves money."

"Since when?"

"Since I'm broke."

I laughed. "No money for fancy restaurants anymore?"

She pointed a spatula at me. "Exactly."

A few minutes later, we sat at the small dining table and she placed a plate of pancakes in front of me.

I stared suspiciously. "You look offended."

"I'm trying to decide whether these are edible."

Her jaw dropped. "You are so rude."

I grabbed one anyway and to my surprise, it wasn't terrible but I wasn't about to tell her that.

She narrowed her eyes. "Well?"

"They won't kill me."

She threw a napkin at my face and I laughed harder.

God, I had missed this.

Arihya moved around the table before settling beside me. "So," she said.

I already knew that tone. "What?"

"What are we now?"

She came over and sat on my laps.

"So are we eating cause, I'm hungry. I said grabbing more of the pancakes while she still remained on my legs while unbuttoning my shirt. "

" I was on my second pancakes when when she bites my nipples."

"Fuck Arihya, let me eat in peace."

She laughed then stood up and grabbed a piece of banana from the bunch.

After a moment, her expression softened.
"What about your daughter?"

" She's with my parents."

I thought as much, again she looked at me.

"So what now, Cassian?"

I leaned back in my chair because for months, I had rehearsed this conversation.

Now that it was here, the words felt surprisingly simple. "I want to move in here with you."

" What did you think, I came back?"

" Because of me? She asked stepping out of her dress and she came back to seat on my laps."

" So are you ready to give me my baby, she asked while rubbing herself on me and damn it I was hard but I wanted us to have a proper conversation before fucking her."

" I want to move in here with you."

Her eyes widened.

"Why" that was all she said and she removed her bra and placed my hands on her breasts.

" hmmmmm" she moan but kept rubbing herself on me.

I reached for her hand because this time, I wasn't going to hide behind excuses.

"I'm starting something here in Dubai," I said quietly.

"And I'll be here for a long time."

Her gaze never left mine and I squeezed her tits gently.

"But every time I leave, I end up wanting to come back."

A slow smile spread across her face.

" So is this some sort of proposal?" She asked grinning and fuck she looked so beautiful.

I laughed but leave it to Arihya to turn a serious moment into teasing.

I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Take it however you want."

Her smile softened.

I take her lips in a rough kiss, pouring out the need I’ve kept bottled up from the moment I saw her standing in the court with Zayn.

She gasps against my lips, and her hands come up, sliding over my jaw and locking behind my nape.

A moan kindles in my chest as I push in to deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue in her mouth, seeking hers, groaning at the taste of her.

More intoxicating than I could’ve ever dreamed up. She’s perfect, so fucking gorgeous moaning as our tongues tangle.

I lose myself in the taste of her, the kiss quickly turning wet and needy, with a growl, I push closer and pin my throbbing cock between her thighs.

I don’t remember wanting anything or anyone as much as I want her. Fucking hell, the way she responds to the kiss, arching into my touch, pulling me harder against her as she surrenders to me. It’s all so goddamned sexy.

Her hands scale my shoulders and drop to my waist, gripping tightly as I rock against her, her thighs parting wider for me. Christ, it would take so little to simply tug her loose pants down, yank down her panties, shove down my sweats, and slam home.

I can almost imagine her tightness wrapped around me, the pleasure I could bring us both, but…I can’t even with how long it’s been for me since I last touched a woman.