Chapter 236

In that moment, everything went still—even the air felt like it froze. Cassandra Taylor had just accidentally kissed him. Completely caught off guard, she stood there, wide-eyed, staring blankly at that absurdly handsome face right in front of hers. Her brain pretty much short-circuited. Damien Blackwood's deep, stormy eyes narrowed a fraction, something unreadable flickering inside. A few seconds ticked by before he slowly raised his hand, his fingertips brushing across his slightly tingly lips. Then, out of nowhere, the kind of soft smile that felt like spring sunshine flashed across his face. It took a while for Cassandra to snap out of it. When she did, she pulled her hand free from his grip like it burned, jumped up from the bench, and stumbled back a few steps—only to bump right into something solid. Startled, she turned around. A tall figure in an expensive bluish-purple suit stood behind her, silky long hair falling down his back. The man was striking—elegant in a way that made