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.”

give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term

but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with

bed was breathing steadily in

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

you enough,” Cassius

me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes me

with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times, call me

choked whisper

his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone a thousand

sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to keep vigil over his little

LEMIE

witching hour,

scent of medicinal cream and felt a

a surge of willpower, he snapped

“Cassius.”

the soft glow of the moon, Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening

fever, his legs trembling, clenching

quickening in the still room, the air thickening with

you doing?” Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins on his

got feverish.” Chasel’s gaze grew hazy, panting as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up to

he raised his hand, his warm

you still

leaned down

with the sound of

let me be with you, please. I don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side, even if

with profound affection, no longer able to contain or resist. He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could her stand it. He

now on, I’m your little fox, yours only.”

nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid

mess the Ashbourne family had caused for the company.

mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz to salvage the Chambers Group’s

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