Jennifer's POV
I slammed the door of my home behind me, my heels clicking angrily against the marble floor as I stormed down the hallway. How dare he treat me like some disposable w***e? The fury boiled inside me, hot and unbearable. Cassian had humiliated me in front of her—her. That pathetic excuse of a queen, lying there weak and fragile, pretending she didn’t know what she was doing.
Deceiving him like a professional. Oh that crazy b***h, wish I could just grab her and…ugh!!
I had spent years by Cassian’s side. Years of subtle manipulation, carefully chosen words, and perfectly timed touches to make him see that I was the one he should be with. And now he was throwing it all away for her? Isadora, the weakling who couldn’t even breathe without his help.
“Damn it!” I hissed under my
