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.”

not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your

but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing

steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt

morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston wiped sweat from his brow.

I can’t thank you enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt

drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes

him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times,

choked whisper escaped, “Win.”

eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire

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

LEMIE

the witching hour, he succumbed to a restless

Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and felt a heavy

willpower, he

“Cassius.”

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

with fever, his legs trembling, clenching Cassius as if afraid he

breaths quickening in the still room, the

though the

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

red. His breathing deepened, and slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s abdomen, caressing

do you still think you’re

as if shocked, and then leaned down

room filled with the sound of passionate whispers.

don’t need anything else, just let me stay

He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could her stand it. He was acutely aware of his actions, more lucid than

now on, I’m your

sweat, nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest, never

full dealing with the mess the Ashbourne family had caused for

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

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