Cassandra’s POV
My mom had looked behind the dresser but didn’t see him. How was that even possible?
“Relax. I kinda promised you that I wouldn’t let you get caught and end up in trouble.
I blinked severally, unable to believe it. How the hell did he do it?
You know what? I don’t care. Now that I was able to escape from my mom despite his presence, I needed him out of the house so I wouldn’t get caught with him.
“Get out,” I hissed, pointing toward the window.
“Relax,” He waved me off, strolling toward the window like he had all the time in the world. “Your mom’s probably asleep already. She didn’t suspect a thing.”
I rubbed a hand over my face, groaning. “She did. She walked in here and—”
“Almost caught me. I know. But that’s impossible. She won’t,” Lucien said, cutting me off wit
