As we stepped inside, the grand entrance of the facility greeted us with sleek, modern decor and a cool, busy, atmosphere.
The marble floors gleamed under the bright lights, and the air buzzed with an unspoken sense of importance.
People nodded respectfully as we passed, acknowledging Cassian with deferential smiles, some were filled with admiration, while some women were blushing lije school girls.
Even with that, I felt powerful. It was different than being the disregarded daughter when you have a baby brother to be king and a step sister who was everything perfect. While I, was always second best. It was a new feeling, intoxicating in a way, to be given such respect simply by association with him.
No wonder Cassian was narcissistic.
Cassian's hand found its way around my waist,
