Page 133 of King of Sin
His jaw tightened.
Something dark flashed through his eyes.
‘So that's why she's been acting clingy with me,’ he thought. ‘Just because she wants something. Just because she wants the freedom to meet Vincent whenever she wants.’
The thought instantly soured his mood.
“No.”
The answer came without hesitation.
Juliet's brows drew together.
“Why not? I want to go out whenever I want. I promise I won't do anything stupid anymore.”
“I already told you.” His voice was calm but firm. “You can stay in my house and do whatever you want there. If you need something, tell the maids and they'll get it for you. If you want to go somewhere, ask me and I'll arrange it.”
His gaze locked onto hers.
“But you're not going out on your own.”
Anger flashed across her face.
“Come on. Don't do this to me.” She pulled back slightly and looked up at him in frustration. “I told you I won't takeadvantage of your trust. I'm trying to be honest with you. You have to let me go in and out of the house.”
Before she could even finish speaking, he snapped.
"What did I just say?"
His hand tightened around her waist, the grip firm enough to make her pause. He stared straight into her eyes, his expression hard.
"You're not going out on your own. There is no point asking me again. I'm telling you no."
The firmness in his voice instantly made her temper rise.
"You're really going to do this to me?" she demanded, pushing his hand off her waist before taking a step back. Frustration was written all over her face as she folded her arms across her chest. "I'm asking you nicely. The least you could do is listen when I ask nicely. Don't make me angry."
She turned her head away with a huff, refusing to look at him.
Cassian slipped one hand into his pocket and watched her for a moment before answering. "You can think whatever you want, but you're not stepping out of my house without telling me first."
His expression didn't change. There wasn't even the slightest sign that he was reconsidering, and that only made her more irritated. Letting out an exaggerated sigh, she shook her head in frustration before suddenly stepping forward.
Before he could react, she reached up and grabbed his face with both hands. Cassian stiffened slightly as she rose onto her toes and pressed a kiss against his lips.
"Please, Cassian," she whispered.
When she pulled back, she looked at him with hopeful eyes before kissing him again.
"Come on. I'm begging you. Please."
Another kiss followed. Then another.
Every time she pulled away, she searched his face for a reaction before pressing another quick kiss to his mouth.
"Please?"
Another kiss.
