Chapter 325

Buying... a wife? Max Winters was completely thrown off, not even sure what he was supposed to say next. His boss actually used the money he earned from Gavin Night to chase a girl? Wow, no one played the game better than Damien Blackwood—scheming and sharp to the core. Damien didn’t pay attention to the mess of thoughts running through Max’s head. His gaze stayed on Cassandra Taylor’s peaceful, sleeping face, a soft smirk lifting the corners of his lips. He couldn’t resist reaching out to squish her soft, baby-smooth cheek. It felt even better than the finest silk—it was honestly addictive. Still half-asleep, Cassandra furrowed her brows, her hand instinctively swatting away the mischievous hand on her cheek. With a faint annoyed whine, she shifted her head against his shoulder, finding the coziest spot, and snuggled back into sleep. Damien felt something in his chest soften. A quiet chuckle slipped from him, and he didn't tease her again. Moving slowly and gently, he adjusted his pos