Chapter 52

Cassie POV

I stared at myself in the mirror as I brushed my hair, my eyes sparkling in the muted light from the bedside lamps next to Vasilios’s gigantic four poster bed.

“It’s just a bit of fun, Cassie,” I told myself, suppressing any common sense which may have remained in my head. “You’ve always thought he was the most gorgeous man to ever walk this earth, and now you can have him - no strings attached. He made the deal, six months with him and then you can go back to doing whatever you want, wherever you want. So why not take advantage of it?”

My pep talk to myself seemed to convince me that I could do whatever I wanted with Vasilios and be able to walk away, consequence free at the end of it all. It sounded great - so no wonder I jumped at it.

It had been over an hour since I'd left the party, and Vasilios was finally able to break free from the event, many of the guests slowly wandering to their beds. The alcohol had dulled in my veins and the foggy feeling had given away to