Chapter 232

When Damien Blackwood's body stiffened for a split second and something unreadable flickered in his eyes, Cassandra Taylor instantly felt a chill run down her spine. He clearly saw she’d been scared by her own slip-up. Then he caught the panic and confusion swirling in her clear, starry eyes. Still, he didn’t say a word. Instead, he lifted his champagne glass and drained it in one go, then casually played with the crystal glass in his hand, all calm and composed. After a long pause, he finally said in a quiet voice, just enough for the two of them to hear, “Oh, if I were gay, I’d definitely be the one in control.” His tone was breezy, unbothered by the topic. “But I’m not gay. I’m straight, always have been, always will be. No interest in guys.” Honestly, Cassandra had thought he'd get angry or offended, but he just took it coolly and even cracked a joke about it. “Heh… good to know,” she said, forcing a laugh. “Good to know?” Damien raised an amused eyebrow, lips curling at the corner