CHAPTER 022: I'm Not Going To Pull Back

I blush as I remember the night at Rose’s Bane. The stares. The moans. The heat. The shared orgasms. And Caspian is looking at me the same way he looked at me that night, and I blush even harder. I can't believe this. What am I now? A schoolgirl? I try to relax, but it’s hard when he’s staring like that—like he can see straight through me, right into my soul.

He walks towards me, his movements controlled. “I trust the trip here wasn’t too much trouble?”

His face is hard to read.

“No, not at all,” I say, swallowing hard. “Just the usual New York chaos.”

He nods. “And the bank?”

“The bank?”

“Did you or did you not cash the check?”

Of course, I knew he'd bring that up. By some powerful means—probably through his private investigator—Caspian got hold of my mobile number. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes this morning was a text from him: 'Cash the check.'

I looked up the number on Truecaller, and sure enough, it's Caspian's. His personal mobile number. I rolled my