Cassie POV
I swallowed hard after Joshua’s statement. He wasn’t being affectionate or romantic—he was just being himself, laying out what was in his heart. It was his raw truth, the unfiltered way he wanted me.
He didn’t want a romance like in soap operas, where a man falls for a woman and they end up together. What Joshua felt wasn’t love—at least not what he could recognize right now—but he was certain of one thing: he wanted me.
He wanted me as his mistress, to share his bed, and he was willing to pay millions to have me. I swallowed again, caught in his intense gaze. Did he want me that much? I didn’t know how to respond…
I had so much to say, so many questions. I wanted to tell him he was infuriating, that he shouldn’t want me this badly. I wanted to say s*x wasn’t everything. Wh
