Chapter 35 The Meeting

• Cassandra agreed to do what Apollo said but loving a man like Eros was going to be a difficult thing to do. She couldn't bring herself to love him or even pretend to love him, but whatever she has to do for their escape. What she didn't bargain for was his charms and the way he was easily claiming her, even though she refused to reconcile with the feeling that he was slowly crawling into her soul.
• When he grabbed her hand in his living room, she felt a grab on her heart, not what she had bargained for. He said he was not going to take what she was not prepared to give. What was she prepared to give? Not her body certainly nor her heart. But why does her heart spark whenever he touched her? She was surprised at his attitude towards her since morning. He was no longer that grumpy, arrogant, heartless man she knew, but seeing him opening doors for her and being all gentle seemed strangely creepy to her. Whatever he does will not make her forgive him. He killed her father. She kept reminding herself about that like it was the only valid reason she needed not to let her heart slip to him.
• Eros was a fearsome man and he commanded more fear than respect wherever he went, she could see that from the way the staff of the hotel ran around and bowed their heads as they walked past them. She was playing by his rules now and that was why she let him put his hand on the small of her back. She was so aware of his hand on her back and the warmth it sent through her whole body. No doubt she was attracted to him, but she wasn't prepared to give in to that attraction, not when she has an equally attractive man as a fiancé, who has even proved his worth by risking his life to come and save her. If this man holding her waist wanted anything from her, it was her body and she was not so foolish not to know that. It was all over him, from the way his eyes stared at her to the twitch of his lips.