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CHAPTER 25
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Something was definitely wrong. She could feel it in her bones. She could see it in his eyes. Since that night in the restaurant a week ago, Sébastien hadn’t made another move to touch her. Yet he hadn’t left her alone like he had the first week. He’d come home early every day, they’d cooked or eaten out, but with an impenetrable wall growing between them.
Cassandra was too confused and slightly terrified to ask what was wrong. But all the time she was burning up inside, aching with desire, aching for Sébastien to just reach out and touch her, kiss her.
She wanted to make the move, but she was too scared of what his reaction might be, and she couldn’t help but be afraid that this was the start of the end of his attraction for her. There had been something limited
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Cassandra was utterly consumed by him at that moment… Nothing else existed around them. A waiter tried to get their attention, but gave up and walked away leaving them immersed in their conversation. “I’m sorry, Sébastien. I don’t mean to pry. If it’s that hard to talk…” “No,” he said quickly, his hand tightening on hers. His eyes locked onto hers. The sympathy he saw in their depths reminded him of what he wanted, what he’d vowed to set out to achieve after that catastrophic night in the restaurant. If he wanted that, then he had to tell her everything. She had to know who he really was… where he was coming from. “It’s not that, Cass. I can take you somewhere tomorrow if you like. Perhaps it’ll be much easier to explain then.” She just nodded, every part of her warmi
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Finally, her suspicions were confirmed. “Now I can see things pretty clearly. You did want to be a rugby player too. Anyone watching you out there could see what a natural talent you have. Why didn’t you go for it, Sébastien?” He looked out to the men on the pitch and then spoke with a kind of resigned modesty. “My grandfather could see how good I was. He had played all his life, and he was a great player. But it never got him anywhere. Originally, he played it for acceptance into the community. I never told you, but he was half-Algerian, and he always felt like an outsider. That’s why he took it so badly when my mother disgraced the good name, he’d built up by having an affair with a married man.” Cassandra looked at his profile. It was proud and harsh. A warrior’s profile. “He’d always regretted his
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The following morning, Cassandra woke up and found herself naked but for her underwear in her bed, and she couldn’t believe it when the clock said 10:00 a.m. She’d slept for the entire previous evening and night. Had Sébastien undressed her? Who else could it have been? And she’d slept through it? She showered and dressed quickly, feeling completely disorientated. When she emerged into the living room after finding no note in the kitchen, she jumped with fright when Sébastien’s study door opened and he strode out, dressed head to toe in his successful, powerful billionaire gear. Her heart clenched. Seeing him like this, a world away from the muddy rugby coach of yesterday made Cassandra feel so sad. She folded her arms defensively, not sure why she was feeling like that. So sensitive about it. So irritate
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As soon as she knew she was alone, the tears came like a raging river, and through them, Cassandra ranted at herself. What was wrong with her? She wanted Sébastien and yet she didn’t want him. She wanted to be independent, and then when he brought her out to show her places where she could live independently, she didn’t want that, either. All she knew for sure, as she wiped away the tears and prepared some dinner, was that she wanted him with a bone-deep ache that ran through her body like a dull pain. It got worse every time Sébastien came near. Cassandra had been having erotic dreams nearly every night about what had happened in the restaurant, waking with sheets damp and twisted around her body. She needed his physical presence. It was as if that would make all her confusion go away if she could just b
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She was feeling it and him too… The air around them was saturated with their desire. Cassandra didn’t know how she was still standing. She felt weak and trembly. And a little angry. “Would you stop being so damn enigmatic? What are you talking about, Sébastien? What things are you trying to elevate to another level? You’re really… Listen, we’re just… We were lovers. I’m here while things settle down at home. Nothing’s changed.” Sébastien crossed his arms at that, and his face got even harsher. “Why do you keep saying that? I’ve told you, we’re together now. I’m not going to be apart from you or this baby.” Bitterness and something else indefinable washed up through Cassandra. “And yet you’ve spent the day showing me places where you’ll happily shelve me and our child.” &nbs
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He rested over her on his hands for a long moment and Cassandra bit her lip. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his… she knew there was a silent battle of wills going on. Finally, just when she thought Sébastien was going to make her beg, he slipped a hand under her buttocks, tilting her up towards him, and then with one deep, earth-shattering thrust, he entered her and she felt as if he’d touched her soul. She wrapped her legs around him as far as she could, drawing him in deeper and deeper, going with him when he pulled out and drawing him in tight again when he thrust back. Cassandra reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, her mouth blindly finding and pressing kisses to any bit of exposed flesh, and he took them higher and higher. &nbs
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“Hey, Cass, nice to have you back. We really missed you.” Cassandra smiled at the receptionist, but it felt forced as she walked into her old office. “Thanks,” she said and closed the door behind her. Everything had felt bland since she’d come home just a few days ago. Cassandra felt lethargic as if a vital source of energy had been taken from her body. She smiled bleakly to herself since she knew why was she like that. The reason for her strange mood was Sébastien. She sat down behind her desk heavily. Just then a knock came on her door, and before she could answer, it opened and James barged in totally uninvited. “Cass! It’s so great to have you back. Sorry about all that business before, but you know my hands were tied. I did my very best to keep you here, working for our statio
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With the corner of her eye, Cassandra got a glimpse of Sébastien. He was looking in front of him, but she could sense a change in his demeanor. Maybe her words were breaching the pain she inflicted with her running away. Cassandra continued. “So much money had been spent, so much emotion invested. My parents were old. I knew they wanted to see me settled before it was too late. And I just… I couldn’t stop it. I knew I was making a mistake. I’d isolated myself spectacularly in a bubble of make-believe. And yet still I hoped for the best, put my trust in what I’d witnessed growing up, thought everything would work out for the best.” Cassandra felt Sébastien turn towards her, but couldn’t look at him. Her eyes stung with tears but her voice didn’t waver. “I was just a baby, Sébastien… I was only twenty-two. I hardly knew myself, never mind Brian. I subju
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Cassandra relaxed back into the luxurious cushions of the huge, comfortable couch. The tiny baby suckling at her breast was inducing a deliciously soporific effect in her blood. A familiar flood of happiness and pure joy made her smile as she looked up from her daughter and took in the warmly decorated open-plan sitting room, and the big windows that looked out into a large garden littered with toys. Situated right in the center of Montmartre, one could be forgiven for thinking the house was in the countryside, the hum of Parisian traffic barely discernible through the high trees guarding the property. This had been one of the first elegantly palatial townhouses she and Sébastien had looked at that day so long ago when she’d believed that all he wanted was to set her up in isolated seclusion. When s
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With the corner of her eye, Cassandra got a glimpse of Sébastien. He was looking in front of him, but she could sense a change in his demeanor. Maybe her words were breaching the pain she inflicted with her running away. Cassandra continued. “So much money had been spent, so much emotion invested. My parents were old. I knew they wanted to see me settled before it was too late. And I just… I couldn’t stop it. I knew I was making a mistake. I’d isolated myself spectacularly in a bubble of make-believe. And yet still I hoped for the best, put my trust in what I’d witnessed growing up, thought everything would work out for the best.” Cassandra felt Sébastien turn towards her, but couldn’t look at him. Her eyes stung with tears but her voice didn’t waver. “I was just a baby, Sébastien… I was only twenty-two. I hardly knew myself, never mind Brian. I subju
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“Hey, Cass, nice to have you back. We really missed you.” Cassandra smiled at the receptionist, but it felt forced as she walked into her old office. “Thanks,” she said and closed the door behind her. Everything had felt bland since she’d come home just a few days ago. Cassandra felt lethargic as if a vital source of energy had been taken from her body. She smiled bleakly to herself since she knew why was she like that. The reason for her strange mood was Sébastien. She sat down behind her desk heavily. Just then a knock came on her door, and before she could answer, it opened and James barged in totally uninvited. “Cass! It’s so great to have you back. Sorry about all that business before, but you know my hands were tied. I did my very best to keep you here, working for our statio
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He rested over her on his hands for a long moment and Cassandra bit her lip. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his… she knew there was a silent battle of wills going on. Finally, just when she thought Sébastien was going to make her beg, he slipped a hand under her buttocks, tilting her up towards him, and then with one deep, earth-shattering thrust, he entered her and she felt as if he’d touched her soul. She wrapped her legs around him as far as she could, drawing him in deeper and deeper, going with him when he pulled out and drawing him in tight again when he thrust back. Cassandra reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, her mouth blindly finding and pressing kisses to any bit of exposed flesh, and he took them higher and higher. &nbs
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She was feeling it and him too… The air around them was saturated with their desire. Cassandra didn’t know how she was still standing. She felt weak and trembly. And a little angry. “Would you stop being so damn enigmatic? What are you talking about, Sébastien? What things are you trying to elevate to another level? You’re really… Listen, we’re just… We were lovers. I’m here while things settle down at home. Nothing’s changed.” Sébastien crossed his arms at that, and his face got even harsher. “Why do you keep saying that? I’ve told you, we’re together now. I’m not going to be apart from you or this baby.” Bitterness and something else indefinable washed up through Cassandra. “And yet you’ve spent the day showing me places where you’ll happily shelve me and our child.” &nbs
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As soon as she knew she was alone, the tears came like a raging river, and through them, Cassandra ranted at herself. What was wrong with her? She wanted Sébastien and yet she didn’t want him. She wanted to be independent, and then when he brought her out to show her places where she could live independently, she didn’t want that, either. All she knew for sure, as she wiped away the tears and prepared some dinner, was that she wanted him with a bone-deep ache that ran through her body like a dull pain. It got worse every time Sébastien came near. Cassandra had been having erotic dreams nearly every night about what had happened in the restaurant, waking with sheets damp and twisted around her body. She needed his physical presence. It was as if that would make all her confusion go away if she could just b
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Finally, her suspicions were confirmed. “Now I can see things pretty clearly. You did want to be a rugby player too. Anyone watching you out there could see what a natural talent you have. Why didn’t you go for it, Sébastien?” He looked out to the men on the pitch and then spoke with a kind of resigned modesty. “My grandfather could see how good I was. He had played all his life, and he was a great player. But it never got him anywhere. Originally, he played it for acceptance into the community. I never told you, but he was half-Algerian, and he always felt like an outsider. That’s why he took it so badly when my mother disgraced the good name, he’d built up by having an affair with a married man.” Cassandra looked at his profile. It was proud and harsh. A warrior’s profile. “He’d always regretted his
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Cassandra was utterly consumed by him at that moment… Nothing else existed around them. A waiter tried to get their attention, but gave up and walked away leaving them immersed in their conversation. “I’m sorry, Sébastien. I don’t mean to pry. If it’s that hard to talk…” “No,” he said quickly, his hand tightening on hers. His eyes locked onto hers. The sympathy he saw in their depths reminded him of what he wanted, what he’d vowed to set out to achieve after that catastrophic night in the restaurant. If he wanted that, then he had to tell her everything. She had to know who he really was… where he was coming from. “It’s not that, Cass. I can take you somewhere tomorrow if you like. Perhaps it’ll be much easier to explain then.” She just nodded, every part of her warmi
