The Lost Dream

Cassian was quiet for a moment and stared at Nick's hickey again. It was so calm that Nick was not sure if he had hit the target.

He always wanted to flaunt his relationship with Renee but he never got the chance. The girl was only snaked around Cassian's arms leaving him measurable.

But for once, he was happy that he had the upper hand. He was the one loved by the woman they both desired, not Cassian.

But he did not get the satisfaction he desired when Cassian's jaw clenched. There was something darker in his eyes and it was not jealousy.

Nick raised his eyes to the butler who looked uneasy too. His jaw was hitting the ground and he was struggling for the right words.

"If there is nothing…" Nick stood up. He would rather go and hug Mary rather than deal with this strange pair.

"I have attacked you and my fiance." Nick stopped. The cold and dark voice was of Cassian. He could not make a mistake in recognizing it.