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Chapter 222

From the moment he had laid eyes on her, Kassandra had been nothing but a spoilt, selfish, pleasure-seeking brat who didn’t know the value of what she had or the people she hurt around her.

So she looked different. It didn’t mean anything except that she had another reason in her arsenal to cause trouble. The first thing he needed to do was to get that body covered up.

He grabbed her wrist, realized how fragile she was, and loosened his grip. dragged her with him to Kal’s bedroom.

"Wow." Her unconcerned exclamation boiled his blood anew.

He stilled on the way to the wardrobe, her stretched out body on Kal’s vast bed sending the most insane urge to pull her off it.

Something was wrong with Darian.

For several seconds, he stared blindly at the rows of neatly arranged Savile Row shirts. I wondered what he was doing in there.

"Kal does know how to party and live in style, doesn’t he?"

With a curse, he grabbed a shirt and threw it at her just as she pulled herself up. Her legs, long and to
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