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.”

it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint blush across Cassius‘ cheeks.

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

the man on the bed was breathing steadily in

fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston wiped

thank you enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt

drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes

locked eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old

parted, a choked whisper escaped,

Winston’s voice was crisp, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone

jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to keep vigil over his little

LEMIE

by the witching hour, he succumbed to a

Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and felt a

of willpower, he snapped his

“Cassius.”

bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening

fever, his legs trembling, clenching

still room, the air thickening

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

Chasel’s gaze grew hazy, panting as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up to see you. I couldn’t believe you were actually here. I just needed to make sure this

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

still

shivered as if shocked, and then leaned down passionately, almost fiercely, pressing his lips to

room filled with the sound of passionate

don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side, even if we have to hide forever.”

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

I’m your little fox,

with sweat, nestled into Cassius‘ bare

hands full dealing with the mess the Ashbourne family had

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 Group’s image.

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