All Chapters of His Silent Possession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

“Selene.”She stopped on the first step, her hand tightening on the wood.Selene didn’t turn around as she asked, “What, Cassian?”“Are you going to stand there all night, or will you come down so we can talk?” he asked, sounding unbothered by the fact that he was breaking a four-year silence over a jar of overnight oats.She turned slowly while keeping her bag slung over her shoulder, wanting him to see that she had no intention of being in his space for a second longer than necessary.And Cassian was leaning against the kitchen counter with his suit jacket unbuttoned, his thumb tracing the rim of his glass as he watched her. “We don’t have anything to talk about,” Selene snapped.“We have six months under this roof before the final clause clears, we need to figure out how this works.”“The same way it has been, the last four years Cassian, you ignore me, and I do the same to you, it has been working perfectly fine and there is no reason to change it now.”A muscle ticked in his jaw

Marcus crossed the foyer, and the sheer relief of seeing him made Selene step forward without a second thought. She threw her arms around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder with a heavy sigh."Where have you been?" she muffled against his shoulder.“I had to fly in from London, El.” Marcus chuckled, his arms wrapping securely around her waist to lift her slightly off her feet before setting her back down. "Missed me that much?"She pulled back just enough to look up at him, but Marcus didn't let her go, his hands resting casually on her hips. It was the same familiar affection they’d shared since they were kids, back when Marcus would fly in for summers and the three of them; her, Cassian, and Marc—were inseparable. But looking at him now, she couldn't help but feel the sting of how much had changed since college, since the marriage, since everything shattered.A smirk touched his lips as his eyes moved over her dress. "El. That dress is doing a lot of damage tonight."Selen

A muffled scream left Selene’s throat as she pulled her hair so tightly that her scalp stung. She could feel the hot water pouring over her face, but it did nothing to wash away the humiliation she felt.Because her mind kept replaying exactly what happened on the dark highway. She couldn’t stop thinking about the way his palm slid up her dress and the feeling of his fingers against soaked clit.Your body says otherwise, El.Hearing him call her El after all these years cut the deepest. It was a reminder of the boy he used to be, before he turned into a heartless person. What made her blood boil was that her body was still betraying her. Even now, under the running water, she was still pulsing, aching for the exact touch that had just humiliated her.He was a cold bastard who had spent years punishing her for a marriage she hadn’t asked for, but god! he knew exactly how to break her. The way he had gripped her ass and touched her pussy throbbing with an intense heat.Selene heard the