212 Heartache and Woe

Cassara stood before him in her tight, revealing, silk nightdress, exposing her collarbones and upper chest that draped down to her legs.

"But, my worries will be far greater knowing you've been deprived. So, just take a bite, Hell. I do not mind and I'll keep this a secret between us." Cassara fluttered her eyelashes coquettishly, running her fingers across his shoulder. 

She had longed for him for a long time. Cassara never wanted a man other than Samael. Even when she was a child, she had admired him and promised to stand beside him and be the source of his happiness.

It was a simple dream, an ambition she wanted in this life. Throne? Power? She didn't have the slightest interest in those. What she only wanted was for Samael to find her desirable. Was that too much to ask?

"Take a bite…" Samael repeated as his eyes narrowed, scanning her with disinterest.