|Casmira's POV|
"You did not have to barge into the damn boutique like that!" I snap at Draven as I settle into the passenger seat of his car, knowing well enough that right now both of us are pissed off beyond our minds.
"Well, what exactly am I supposed to do if I cannot get to you through calls?” He retorts, his face contorted in a mask of barely restrained rage as he pulls away from the boutique and I can only give an apologetic smile to Cassian who is watching me from where he is standing outside my car that will take him back to his office.
“My phone got turned off! I didn’t realise it because I was with Cassian and I felt pretty safe!”
“I don’t care who you were with! For me, I am the only one who can keep you safe. And when you are not in my reach, then I don’t know what el
