"You can't let him take us!" Cixi yelled in raw panic. She shook her head desperately, aggressively grabbing Cassian's tailored arm before she could stop herself.
Cassian slowly looked down at her small, trembling hand tightly gripping his bicep. The physical contact was shockingly intimate in a room completely filled with psychos, while his expression proudly remained painfully passive.
"The matter is strictly between you and them," Cassian replied to Cixi, easily dismissing her terror as if she were discussing the food menu.
"Don't you remember me?!" Cixi glared fiercely into his pitch-black eyes, her own bright grey irises practically burning with outrage. Her heart hammered against her ribs.
How could he be so incredibly cold suddenly?
"Do you honestly think I am interested in playing Guess Who with a female?" Cassian countered smoothly in his low infuriating drawl voice that made her want to hit him.
