บททั้งหมดของ Tempted To Claim All Three : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Cassie’s POV The side bell rang again, and my heart thumped hard on my ribs. Luka was still between my legs, eyes peering down at me in hunger. “I pushed his shoulders weakly. “Stay here,” I whispered, my voice came out hoarse. “Don’t make a sound.”He smirked but didn’t argue, I grabbed the first thing I could find. Luka’s oversized shirt and I pulled it over my body. It reached my mid thigh, my legs still trembling from the orgasm he had just given me. I walked out of the door and walked to the front door.Opening it, I was met with Caspian towering over me. His training bag was slung over his shoulder, his hair still very much damp from practice. The moment his eyes landed on me, my cheeks reddened, my hair was messy, I was wearing nothing underneath this big shirt and my hole was throbbing.“Cassie…” his voice was rough and low.Before I could say a word he pushed the door wider and walked in, shutting it behind him. He dropped his bag, letting his big hand cup my face and smacki

Cassie’s POV Walking in the crowd that had been parted for me… something they had begun to do after my bold step to read my diary in public.I hadn’t fully adjusted to the attention being directed to me, some looked totally curious, and others looked like they were judging my entire existence.I didn’t pay any attention to them, more concerned about finding Lily and getting to my locker because I needed to go somewhere private and yell out my frustration. There was little to no chance that it wasn’t going to happen.“Hey.” Asher walked beside him with a smile. “You alright?”“Yes, I’m good.” I almost snapped.He looked at me sideways and for a few steps forward said nothing. “What happened?”“Nothing,” I replied, not sparing him a glance.“Cassie.”“I said I’m fine, Asher!” I was so close to raising my voice but mid sentence softened it. I stopped and turned to stare at him.“You sound pissed, why is that? Did someone piss you off?” “Luka was supposed to pick me up and yet he had tw

Cassie’s POV I froze immediately when the punch landed on his face.The room immediately went silent, and everyone swung their head in our direction. Jaden's head snapped sideways from the punch. He grabbed the desk to steady himself, his fingers clenched so tight they had turned pale white.Jaden straightened up slowly, touching the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, letting the blood stain his hand. He looked at Caspian.I knew Jaden for the first part of my life and I knew just how good he was at fighting. One time he had punched a grown adult man for harassing me on my way back home and I rendered the man brain dead. He swung back.Punching Caspian’s jaw, Caspian barely moved even though Jaden had put every strength he had in his punch but because of Caspian’s build and the fact that he was an alpha, the punch was barely able to do anything to him.I heard gasps from the other students in the room.“How dare he raise his hand at Caspian?”“He really must have a deat

Cassie’s POV Diane leaned on the wall beside me with a smirk that trailed up her lips. “The girl of the hour.”I rolled my eyes and looked away from her back to Luka, one lingering gaze and I strode away, walking down the hallway but stopped midway.“I have to say.” She continued a few steps behind me. “You really know how to keep things exciting.” She tilted her head. “You collect men the way other girls collect problems.”I turned slowly. “I’m sorry?” I said although I heard her perfectly well.Diane smiled. “I’m just saying, you’ve got three alphas already fighting over you, most girls would be dying to have just one of them.” She paused. “But then again most girls have a limit on how many men they can keep entertained.”There it was, all she had been dying to say in just a few hours of knowing me. “That’s interesting coming from someone who just transferred here and already knows enough about my personal life to have an opinion about it.” I met her gaze. “How exactly did you get

Cassie’s POV It was a matte black Lamborghini. Low to the ground, it stood out from the rugged look of my street, something this luxurious wasn’t seen occasionally so neighbours were peeking. If the boys came here with more musty cars I might be perceived as something else… a whore.Asher stepped out of the driver's side, dark shirt, sleeves rolled up to the forearm, glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. Completely unbothered by the fact that he just parked something worth more than the houses around like it was nothing.“No,” I said.He looked at me over the roof. “What?”“I’m not getting into the car.” I folded my hands on my chest.He looked at the car and back at me. “It’s a car.”“Asher.” I pointed at it. “That’s not just a car, for this region it equals to me being a whore if someone with such a car comes to visit me two days in a row.” I pointed at the window where a curtain was already drawn. “By morning there would be rumors about me being a whore.”Asher rubbed his chi