"You need to be careful." Cixi's voice dropped low, and this time the warning carried genuine worry. "You do not want to lose your life."
Only if Rafael would listen.
"If he cared about you that much, he would not have left you alone in the world, pregnant and surrounded by vultures ready to prey on you."
"Some circumstances are not in our hands. Life is unpredictable." Cixi's retort came fast and sharp. She did not appreciate how Rafael spoke of Cassian, as though he were a coward who had abandoned her. Only if Rafael had been inside that nightclub, he would have witnessed firsthand how Cassian ordered a massacre on the mere one percent chance that Cixi's claim of being his fiancee held any truth.
No matter how she looked at it, Cassian was fiercely protective of her. And she could not deny that.
