The estate was quiet the morning after Elena’s final scheme had failed. The air felt lighter, freer, as though the shadows that had lingered for so long were finally retreating. Cassandra moved through the halls with her usual grace, though there was a faint, serene smile on her lips. The past chaos had tested her, but she had emerged unshaken—and stronger.
Abby trailed behind, tidying up papers and ensuring nothing remained that could be twisted into a rumor or a false accusation. “Miss Cassandra,” she said softly, “it feels… peaceful now. For the first time in a long while.”
Cassandra nodded, her gaze thoughtful. “Yes. And yet, I know Elena isn’t done scheming elsewhere. But that is not my concern. For now, the estate—and its people—are safe.”
From the doorway, Dante appeared, his golden eyes soft yet filled with warmth. He had spent the morning ensuring everything was back in order, his protective instincts never resting. As he approached, Cassandra felt that familiar pull, that magnetic tension that had built between them throughout their trials.
“You handled everything perfectly,” Dante murmured, stepping closer. “Every trap, every whisper… you made it all seem effortless.”
Cassandra’s smile was gentle, teasing. “Some things are easier when you have quiet allies—and attentive observers.” Her gaze flicked to Abby, who bowed slightly before retreating to her duties.
Dante’s lips curved into a rare, unguarded smile. “I think I prefer being one of your observers,” he said softly, his tone teasing but filled with warmth. He extended his hand. “Walk with me?”
Cassandra took his hand, allowing herself the rare comfort of his closeness. They strolled through the estate’s gardens, the morning light illuminating the calm after the storm.
“You know,” Dante murmured, eyes on her, “watching you outmaneuver her… I admit it was… intoxicating.”
Cassandra laughed softly, the sound light and melodic. “I hope it didn’t make you too competitive.”
His golden gaze softened, a playful intensity lingering. “Maybe a little. But I think I prefer enjoying your victories—especially when I get to see that smile.”
For a moment, the trials, schemes, and tensions of the past days melted away. There was only them, the quiet warmth between their hands, and the unspoken promise that this was just the beginning of something far more thrilling.
Elena, far removed from the estate and powerless, could plot elsewhere. But within these walls, Cassandra’s brilliance had triumphed, Dante’s devotion had burned brighter than ever, and Abby’s quiet loyalty had proved invaluable.
The estate was calm, the game concluded, and yet the sparks between Cassandra and Dante promised a future full of teasing, laughter, and undeniable passion.
Author’s Note:
Chapter 17, dear readers! 💙 Elena’s schemes have been defeated, Cassandra shines brilliantly, and Dante’s protective devotion is undeniable. Abby quietly ensured the balance stayed in Cassandra’s favor. The storm has passed, but the sparks between Cassandra and Dante promise even more playful, thrilling moments ahead. Don’t forget to like and follow on 抖阴社区 to see the epilogue and the final glimpse of their future together! 🔥
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