Once he had said his piece, Cassian dropped me back down to the floor. I landed with a thud, trying my best not to make even the slightest sound that hinted at my discomfort, just in case he decided that was reason enough to continue torturing me.
With one last huff, he turned and left. At the doorway, he nearly bumped into Soren, who halted in his tracks and veered quickly just to avoid a collision.
Soren's eyes trailed after Cassian as the latter disappeared. Only then did he look into the room.
"What…" he trailed off, shock evident in his voice.
To his credit, he deserved to be. The bedroom had been completely destroyed. The bed was a mess, and some parts of the bedframe had even chipped off due to our aggressive lovemaking― no, sorry, fucking.
There wasn't any love made in that. Only pure animal instinct that took over the better part of our human rationality.
