Chapter 653

Upon hearing this, Dr. Winston looked discomforted, “Hex, your friend’s skin was cut open and flesh was torn; it’s no normal wound. I’ll have to patch him up before I can give you the full report.”

Cassius stared at the raw lacerations crisscrossing Chasel’s body, the ache in his chest spreading like wildfire.

“Some of these might need stitches. I doubt we can avoid some battle scars.”

Seeing Cassius‘ face grow stormier by the second, Dr. Winston offered a wry smile in consolation, “Hey, a few scars on a guy just add to his rugged charm, right? Your friend’s not the prissy type, is he?”

Cassius‘ face twisted into a scowl. Not the prissy type?

The guy who wouldn’t let a single drop of olive oil stain his designer suit, who’d go for a full wardrobe change if it did – he was not the prissy type?

If he was not, then no one would be prissy on this planet. He could already picture it – the nuclear meltdown Chasel would have when he saw his marred back after waking up.

“Just do your best, please.”

“He’s your guy. How could I not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint blush across Cassius‘ cheeks.

It took over two hours, but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with all his finest ointments.

Once the man on the bed was breathing steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt a whisper of relief.

“Check his body temperature in the morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston wiped sweat from his brow.

“Dr. Winston, I can’t thank you enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt gratitude.

“Hex, drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes me uncomfortable.”

Dr. Winston locked eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times, call me Win.”

Cassius‘ lips parted, a choked whisper escaped, “Win.”

with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d

he dared not sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to

LEMIE

crept in, and by the witching

scent of medicinal cream and felt a heavy weight

surge of willpower, he snapped his eyes open.

“Cassius.”

Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his

fever, his legs trembling, clenching Cassius as

eyes locked, breaths quickening in the still room, the air

Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins on his hand betrayed

“I dreamed of you; then I woke up to see you. I couldn’t believe you were

darkness, Cassius‘ neck and ears flushed red. His breathing deepened, and slowly, he raised his

you still think you’re

as if shocked, and then leaned down passionately, almost fiercely, pressing

silhouettes intertwined, the room filled with the sound of passionate whispers.

just let me stay by

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it any longer, nor could

now on, I’m your little fox,

tears blending with sweat, nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest,

hands full dealing with the mess

project in Country T had been mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz to salvage the Chambers

with a mix of money and seduction, he had won over the Country T officials handling the case.

had made sacrifices

had to navigate the murky waters of high–ranking officials and seedy men for Mr.

by his side. She was past the point of

if she lost this

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