Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

519 Fanning Flames

(Cass)

I stride through the penthouse, my stiletto heels clicking against the marble floor with purpose.

I know I look good-stunning, actually. This dress hugs every curve just right, and the deep emerald green makes my eyes pop.

Tonight is about reminding myself that I have a feminine side and I'm not afraid to use it. Gabriel may have been part of my past, but I'm going to show him just how irresistible the present me is.

But as I head towards the elevator, Viktor steps out, his tall frame filling the space and his expression hard as stone. He crosses his arms and plants himself directly in front of the doors. "Ready for your date then??" he asks, his voice low, almost a growl.

"You know I am," I reply, refusing to let him intimidate me. "Unless you plan to stand there all night."

His eyes rake over me, lingering just a second too long on the neckline of my dress before snapping back to my face. "You're really going out with Gabriel." It's not a question. "Yes, I am." I tilt my chin up defiantly. "And you're going to step aside so I don't keep him waiting."

He doesn't move. "Cass, you're playing with fire. Do not mention what you told us."

I roll my eyes. "Save the lectures, Viktor. I'm a big girl. I can handle myself."

He leans closer, his voice dropping. "This isn't a game."

"No, but Gus said to go about my normal life. So, I am. Also, none of your business," I snap, brushing past him to hit the elevator button. "Just stay out of my life, Viktor." "We're leaving tomorrow evening. Be ready."

"Noted," I say, turning back to the elevator. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date to get to."

As the elevator doors slide shut, I catch his reflection in the polished metal. He's still watching me, his fists clenched at his sides.

Good. Let him stew.

***

The restaurant is breathtaking.

of elegance. Gabriel guides me to our table with his hand

says.

onto the chair as he pushes my chair underneath me. The table is secluded, tucked away behind a

very exclusive patrons and it can't have

his gaze never leaving mine. "You are sexier than ever," he says, his voice smooth. "You've barely changed

not on the outside," I say, taking a sip. "But don't think you know me, Gabriel. I'm not the same girl I

playful smile tugging

effortlessly, our conversation a mix of flirtation and nostalgia. Gabriel's charm is intoxicating, but there's a new edge to him now-a confidence that wasn't there before.

I'm leaning into the warmth of his words, the

say, how to look at me, how to make me feel like the only woman in the world. It's perfect to end my stay here before I go and bury myself in the piles of dirty dishes I know are waiting in Europe.

found a part of me I didn't know existed. Something I'm really good at. It's a

mind. I know that. I'm very

business, your green card. Brennan Industries. I can see

I, for you." He holds up

from the weather. Gabriel was my first serious boyfriend. No one ever agreed with us being together because of the age

a girl into a woman in the most wonderful way. I'll always thank

***

close, his hand brushing mine as we linger on the

perfect," he

admit, my voice barely

closer, his

he kisses

thought, until there's only him and the way he makes me feel. My

penthouse. His kisses deepen. He knows all the right buttons to push and his hand is particularly close to one of those buttons right

he

But this isn't

back to Europe tomorrow," I say, my voice