Alexander
After I helped her collect herself, Cassandra sat on the couch with an odd look in those purple eyes of hers. She covered the new mark on her neck with her hand. I had ripped the neck of her tunic in my desperate need to claim her again. I couldn't help as my eyes took in the sight of her cleavage on display as she focused on such a small mark. I would be sure to leave a far deeper one next time.
I could no longer stand to watch her view such affection with fear now that I understood her thoughts. She wasn't wrong. I knew exactly what my mother would say to me later and the fuss she would raise. If the noblewomen hated her before simply for her beauty, they would no longer hold it back now. I wouldn't allow her to be stomped on because of that though. Especially now. I would ha
