Chapter 915

With a lesson like that right in front of him, Cassius couldn't seem to take a hint.

What else could he do?

"Yolanda is one of the most important people to Liz. She's practically family, and by extension, so am I. I don't want things to blow up so bad that we can't even be friends anymore."

Remington's voice was low and firm as he spoke, turning on his heel to leave the

room.

But his message was crystal clear: if Cassius hurt Yolanda, Remington would be in her corner, no questions asked.

As Remington's presence faded from the room, Cassius ground his teeth in frustration, a restless irritation gnawing at him.

He couldn't even finish applying the ointment he was using. Frustrated, he tossed aside the bottle and made his way out.

He pushed open the master bedroom door, where Yolanda lay fast asleep on the large bed.

Though asleep, she was anything but peaceful; the comforter lay crumpled on the floor, barely a corner left draped over her feet.

Her nightgown was all bunched up around her waist, leaving her long legs completely exposed.

walked over, and picked up the fallen comforter, tossing it

up freezing to death

Yolanda and no signs

turned, something landed at his feet with

he saw it was the very same comforter

aren't you?" Cassius muttered, picking up

Yolanda was awake

twitching before

crying

sprang forward, catching

both rolling,

the couch, earning a low

with the

from him.

growled through

before he could push

face contorted

like she was about to

today, and even after two showers and a dip in the pool, he couldn't

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