Nova dropped his phone abruptly, his lips curling into a sly smile. Everything was falling into place just as he had planned. Soon, he would have Cassidy all to himself. Even if Mira failed in her attempts to get Dave to sleep with her, Nova had backup plans in motion.
He leaned back in his chair, feeling the smooth, comforting buzz of the wine he was sipping. The glass shimmered under the light as he tilted it in his hand, taking another slow sip.
His phone rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts. He glanced at the number and smirked. "Drop whatever you’re doing for now," he said curtly, giving orders to one of his associates before hanging up without waiting for a response. Everything was a game to Nova, and now it was all about control.
Deciding to push things further, Nova diale
