Page 70 of King of Sin
Cassian immediately looked up.
His secretary, Jake Black, hurried inside. With neatly styled black hair, sharp features, and an impeccable dark suit, Jake carried himself with the quiet confidence and professionalism of someone who had worked by Cassian's side for years.
One glance at his expression was enough to make Cassian set down the document in his hand.
Something was wrong.
Jake stopped in front of the desk and cleared his throat.
"Mr. Han..."
Cassian leaned back slightly in his chair and narrowed his eyes.
"What is it?"
Jake rubbed the back of his neck.
"Miss Gray is downstairs."
Cassian frowned.
"And?"
Jake visibly hesitated.
"She's creating quite a commotion."
The moment those words left his mouth, Cassian's entire body went rigid.
A cold sensation swept through him.
His first instinct was immediate.
She was leaving.
The possibility hit him so hard that he shoved his chair backward and rose to his feet before Jake could say another word. The chair nearly toppled over behind him.
A dangerous look settled across his face.
"No matter what happens," he said in a low, rough voice, "don't let her leave this house."
Jake blinked in surprise.
Before he could respond, Cassian was already striding toward the door.
His long steps carried him quickly through the hallway. The closer he got to the staircase, the more noise reached his ears. Voices drifted upward, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of people carrying heavy objects through the house.
His expression darkened.
Then he reached the stairs.
His gaze immediately found Juliet.
She was standing in the middle of the living room wearing the same dress from the previous night, completely surrounded by movers carrying boxes.
Large cartons were being brought through the front door one after another while Juliet stood in the center of the chaos, pointing around the room with complete confidence.
"No, put that one over there." She pointed toward the far wall. "Not here. Move it closer."
