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.

fallen comforter, tossing it

gonna end up freezing to

from Yolanda and no signs of her waking, Cassius turned to

as he turned, something landed at his feet

it was the very same comforter he had just tossed

this on purpose, aren't you?" Cassius muttered, picking up

awake and just

when he turned back, he saw her legs twitching before she suddenly rolled

for crying

cursed under his breath and sprang forward, catching her just before

both

earning a low

painfully with the

from him.

growled through gritted

he could push

face

like she was

today, and even after two showers and a dip

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