|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV ||

My sharp voice reverberated inside the room. I couldn't stop my discontent when I saw her here. Cassendra got up from her seat elegantly, folding the magazine midway. She shrugged before telling me,

" You were late. As a family member, I had to stay with him. Don't sound so offended! It was you who put him in this condition."

" GET OUT!", I let out a low growl, pointing at the door behind us. She scoffed back in return and left, trotting on her high heels. After the door was shut from outside, I gazed at the man who had been an important...