Two hours later.
Raven cradled Cassian’s completely bare body in her arms, the smooth texture of his skin making her feel like nothing could compare to this moment.
Of course, it would be even more perfect if Cassian could be a bit more cooperative.
Meanwhile, Cassian’s strikingly handsome face showed a trace of satisfaction, but it was unmistakably mixed with a look of resigned despair.
He had failed again.
Not only had he failed, but he’d ended up restrained with his hands cuffed behind his head while she had her way with him, repeatedly.
The handcuffs he’d brought weren’t supposed to be used like this.
Soon, Raven noticed something was off about Cassian.
She stared at his sharp features briefly before asking, “What’s wrong?”
Cassian was lost for words. ‘What’s wrong? Doesn’t she know?‘
But seeing Raven’s slightly innocent expression, Cassian realized that if he didn’t speak up, these cuffs might never come off.
Taking a deep breath, he reluctantly muttered, “My wrists hurt.”
Raven’s eyes sparkled with amusement at his adorably disgruntled expression.
She cast him a casual sidelong glance and teased, “So, you want me to take them off?”
Cassian was speechless. ‘Does she seriously think I want to keep them on?‘
But he knew full well that if he dared voice that thought, he wouldn’t be leaving this bed today.
Still, the moment these cuffs came off would be the moment he turned the tables.
When that moment came, their roles would finally be reversed.
‘Just endure it a little longer, he thought, suppressing his frustration. ‘This humiliation is just the setup for my comeback.’ With that in mind, Cassian blinked his slightly reddened eyes and nodded obediently. “Yeah, I want them off.”
Raven asked cheerfully, “Where’s the key?”
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