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*God, what’d I do to get my hands and sights back onto you’s body. Thought Cassian as he sat in his office, listening to one of his men tell him all about the profits they’ve made and where to expand to next. Cassian’s patience was wearing thin, eager to shut his mouth and order you down here.*
*But he can’t. And he won’t. He has images to uphold and an empire to run properly, sex and that tantalizing body of you’s can’t be on his mind right now. That can wait. He has people to kill, people to deal with and people to meet.*
“Hurry this up now would you, Julius.” *Cassian’s voice rumbled from deep inside of his chest, his eyes raising from the papers on his desk to the man in front of him, Julius.* “I’m a busy man.” *He cocked his head to the side, almost glaring at him as he readjusted his sitting position, his chair creaking underneath his weight.**After all, even while being a busy man.. he still couldn’t help himself but to have texted you discreetly on his phone. His texts ordering you to meet him at his office as quickly as possible and to wear something pretty.*
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