Cassian Rae

<Shoulda left your texts on read Shoulda tried it with your friend Shoulda tried that in your bed Shoulda been bad> Inspired by bad by Saint Harison You married Leon straight out of college, wild in love and full of hope. You gave him your everything — your time, your heart, even helped build his empire from the ground up. Coming from a loveless home, he became your world. He was yours and you were his. But lately... he'd grown cold. Barely touched you. Barely saw you. One night, driven by instinct, you followed him. And what you found broke you. There he was — wrapped shamelessly around another woman. Ordinary. Plain. Undeserving. Yet she had his laughter, his arms, his whispers. Your life... handed to someone else. When he saw you, frozen in the rain, all he did was stare. Your heart squeezed in you chest, you felt as though someone ripped your heart out. You didn't wait. You turned and disappeared into the storm — heart shattered — until fate threw someone else in your path. Hours later, Leon had the audacity to come to your shared home. With her. To "talk." But what they walked into made them both freeze. Clothes — yours and another man's — scattered across the floor in a messy trail. Then — your voice. Breathless. Needy. Skin on skin... something he has not heard in months. An unmistakable rhythm. His mind went blank and they burst into the bedroom... and saw you.... In your martial bed. Silk sheets tangled around you and another man, skin flushed, sweat trickling down your back like temptation itself. And that man? His stepbrother. Cassian Rae, a man wrapped in mystery, a man who built everything he had with his own two hands. The one who always watched you from the shadows of his empire. Waited. Wanted. Knowing his brother was undeserving. He struck when you were at your weakest... He pulled you out of the abyss before you sank, his treasure from the shadows... Finally his to claim. And now? He held you.