Elara Wynn

I sighed and looked out the window.

“Cassian, thank you. If you hadn’t come, I might have…”

“I might’ve killed Ronan,” he said half-jokingly. “Okay, if you don’t want a kiss, at least come gamble with me tonight. Let’s win some money together.”

“Would the money be mine?” I asked, skeptical.

“If you fall in love with me, yes,” he replied offhandedly. “So... have you started falling for me yet, darling?”

I stared at him lazily, then reached out and ...