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I look up from the pages, narrowingve?my eyes as I fold my arms. “Really? Do you actually think that? Everyone is quick to judge us, yet to make everyone feel better, we shouldn’t let them know that we’re being affected? The math isn’t mathing, Cassian.”
My voice is colder, but I’m not sure what it is, Zade’s words are making me question everything.
His training isn’t just pushing my body, but pushing my mind…
“I’m just saying why scare the public? There already a lot of concerns-“
“Why are you so worried? Do you want everyone to think we are immune? And keeping things from the authorities? We are being paid to research this by the government, aren’t we? Withholding vital information from them is not even legal.”
Cassian chuckles and raises his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it. I do apologise. I know things are hard Valerie… but know that I’m not against you or your people.”
He reaches out placing a hand on my shoulder giving it a squeeze, my eyes flash and I grip his wrist, instantly removing his hand from my shoulder “Lighten up Valerie… What is going on?”
Standing up I look him in the eye. “Don’t tell me to lighten up when we are already discriminated against. This is not a light matter,”
I answer quietly.
“I know, and I’m sorry for being inconsiderate.”
A strange silence falls between us, and I shake my head. “I’m going to head out on time today…”
“We have a lot of research to do…”
“Hmm, maybe, but I don’t think I want to bend over backwards for a species who are treating us so badly.”
The words leave my mouth before I can even stop them, but to my surprise, he does not even react.
Our eyes meet and a heavy silence falls between us. “You’re right, you shouldn’t… good night, Valerie.”
He turns away and I frown. Something about that exchange felt… off.
I can’t believe I said what I did, but I just feel angry. Maybe it’s the long hours, I just need a break!
I grab my things, feeling annoyed as I exit. ‘Hey Sexy, you might want to watch the cameras about now, I just had a weird exchange with Cassian,’ I say through the mind-link as I meet Damien outside, and we head to the car. There are always several guards around, one of Zade’s and then a few men sent by Sebastian.
‘Who says I wasn’t watching already? I don’t like him at all…’ Zade’s sexy voice comes back.
‘Maybe you really are an excellent judge of character.’
‘There’s no maybe, I am, there’s nothing to think about there,’ he replies, making me smile.
We get in the car and head out.
‘He’s up to something… he’s looking through your desk and papers.’ Zade goes quiet and I wait, not wanting him to miss anything. ‘He’s called someone, but it was short… and he’s messaging someone. I think there’s definitely more to him than we think…’ Zade’s serious voice comes.
I’m not surprised… not after what’s been going on… I can’t trust anyone.
‘Wait… he’s looking at something on his phone…I’m sending you a screenshot. Does this mean anything to you?’
My phone buzzes as a picture comes through and it’s zoomed up on Cassian’s phone. It looks like an invitation…
But it’s almost like I’ve seen it before, but where?
‘It does look familiar- wait, let me check something.’
I quickly switch to a web browser and type in the town name and city hall events.
The charity ball.
It was delayed?
I didn’t know…
‘It’s the charity ball… remember the one he invited me to?’
‘Yeah, I do,’ he doesn’t sound impressed.
‘Well, it was delayed. it’s this Friday evening.’
‘Interesting…’
Why would he be looking at that right after our exchange? Maybe I am being paranoid and it’s nothing, but right now we can’t afford to brush anything as a meaningless move.
‘Tell me, my Sexy Stallion, how do you feel about attending a charity ball?’ I ask as Damien drives out ofthe parking lot. ‘A lot of the people of this town will be there. Might be a good chance to scope it out.”
‘Might be worth attending,’ hemuses. And the perfect excuse for me to actually have a conversation with the Doc and see if there’s more to him than meets the eye, cause | definitely feel there is.’
‘Yeah, it might just be good for us, and since we’re kind of new in town, the perfect excuse to mingle, especially as everyone knows everyone. Maybe we’ll learnsomething new.’ I reply, taking outmy phone and searching up theevent.
‘I guess we’ll do that then. Is there a dress code?’ he asks as if an afterthought.
I can’t help but smirk. ‘Of course, but I’m sure you’ll clean up nicely.’
‘Clean up? I’m not one for formal wear.’
I can practically hear the disgust in his voice. I chuckle, making Damien glance at me.
‘Oh, you might not be, but something tells me you are going to look drop-dead gorgeous…’
And I mean it, my man is sexy in his leather and hoodies… but there’s a part of me that is suddenly excited about seeing him in formal wear.
‘Don’t forget the reason we’re attending,”
he reminds me.
‘Oh I know, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy myself. So, are you ready to go clothes shopping later?’
There’s silence and I can imagine him silently groaning or cursing.
‘No, I’m not. But I don’t really own anything that would work, either.’
I smile, sitting back. ‘Perfect then, so how about we go shopping, then get dinner later?’
‘Sure, it’s a date then.’
My heart skips a beat. ‘It sure is.’
Life might not be so good right now, but that is not going to stop me from enjoying the little things in life.
VALERIE.
There are some men who look sexy in a suit, a few who look handsome, even a rare few who look like gods, and then there’s Zade.
I imagined him in a suit, and knew he would look so damn sexy, but what I didn’t know was that I’d want to drop to my knees and let him do whatever he wanted to me.
He’s standing there at the door, leaning against the wall, looking so… so… so damn hot. His gaze burning into me.
He’s in black pants that stick to his muscular legs at certain parts, the slight outline of his bulge at the front of his pants just teasing me further. He’s wearing a black belt with a silver buckle and a thick silver chain hooked onto the right side.
He’s paired it with the formal black shirt I picked out, but he’s got it tucked into his pants, unbuttoned from the top, and showing off his two necklaces and a bit of his tattoo. His sleeves are pushed up, displaying his sexy forearms, and he’s wearing black boots with a small heel.
Fuck this was not what I had imagined.
“Baby girl?”
he asks, pushing away from the wall he was leaning against.
“H-hey…”
He cocks a brow as he walks towards me, his eyes raking over me appreciatively. I’m wearing a lace halter dress that reaches my ankles and has slits down both sides. I’m wearing a nude bodysuit underneath, giving the impression of nothing. I look good and the way he’s looking at me; I know he likes what he sees too…
“You look fucking fine…”
His gaze says so much more, his eyes glowing blue as he runs his fingers up my thigh. “And I’m going to enjoy playing with you tonight.”
My breath hitches as I look up at him. He got a haircut… and his hair is brushed back so sexily. Damn, this man is dangerous.
He places a finger under my chin, forcing my head up a little.
My core clenches and my body erupts with flutters.
Oh fuck, I’m done for.
“What’s wrong? You look a little… tongue tied…”
he murmurs, his gaze dipping to my lips.
I blush, not realising I’m speechless until now. Him dressed like this should not be legal…