Chapter 219

Staring at the man who suddenly popped up on her phone screen—legs casually crossed, looking all high-class and lazy—Cassandra Taylor froze, not knowing how to react for a moment. Her eyes were just locked onto the screen, totally blanking out. Maybe he’d just gotten out of the shower, because Damien Blackwood was wearing this deep red bathrobe that had an oddly regal and mysterious vibe. The slightly open collar exposed just enough of his toned, pale chest and sharp collarbone to be distracting. His damp black hair was a bit messy, adding a wild sort of charm to his already dangerous good looks. On the other end of the call, Damien saw Cassandra’s stunned expression and couldn't help but let a smug little grin curl at the corners of his mouth. Yup, surprise attack was worth it. “Ugh! Damien Blackwood, you perv!” A few seconds later, Cassandra snapped out of her daze and shouted into the phone before abruptly ending the video call. She tossed the phone aside and quickly walked over to