My Harem Will Help Me Get My Revenge-Chapter 38: With Iris out, Cassey is in [Part-I] (18+)

Chapter - 38

While Iris was going through some paperwork, her phone rang. She picked it up, still flipping through the files. "What is it?"

"Ma’am, as you asked, we have found some details about Mr Singh," the voice on the other end said.

"You did good," Iris replied, placing the file aside, "Send me over all the details."

"Ma’am, I already have," the caller said, "But if you need to know more, there is someone you will have to meet."

"He is willing to share the information to you, but he said he will only speak to you in person."

Iris sat up straight, "Who is it?"

"He is an old servant of Mr Singh. He won’t tell us. So it’s important that you must hear it yourself."

She sighed and shut the file, "Alright send me the location. I will be there as soon as possible. Make sure he doesn’t leave," She ended the call.

Grabbing her purse, she turned to Lucius, "I am heading out."

"Where to?" he asked, glancing up from the couch.

"The guy I asked to dig into Mr Singh’s background has something. I need to meet someone in person," Iris told him.

"Wait," Lucius stood up, "I will come with you."

But Iris shook her head and was already halfway to the door, "No need. It will be quick. Just go through the rest of the documents until I am back," and with that, she left.

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At the same time, in her dimly lit room, Cassey sat in front of a screen, watching Iris walk out alone.

A slow, wicked smile spread across her face, "Finally... the bitch is out of the picture," she whispered.

She stood and walked over to her wardrobe, sliding it open. Her eyes landed on a black satin dress—tight-fitting, sleeveless, and dangerously low-cut. She ran her fingers along the soft fabric before slipping into it. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, showing off her hourglass figure. She pulled on a pair of smooth, sheer black stockings and adjusted the thin garters that clipped just beneath the hem.

Standing in front of the mirror, she added a touch of gloss to her full lips and let her hair fall loosely over her shoulders. Her look was polished, her skin glowing, her eyes playful and dark with intent.

She gave a slow smirk to her reflection, "Just wait, Lucius... after today, you will only see me."

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Back in his Maharaja suite, Lucius sat on the couch with a folder in hand. He flipped through the papers, lost in thought.

A knock echoed from the door.

He frowned, "She is already back?" he muttered, setting the folder aside and walking to open it.

When the door swung open, he was taken aback.

"...You?" he said, surprised.

Cassey stood in front of him, leaning slightly against the doorframe with one leg crossed over the other. Her black satin dress shimmered in the light, fitting her like a second skin.

The plunging neckline showed enough to distract him, and the soft fabric clung to her every curve. Her long legs were wrapped in silky black stockings that ended just beneath the edge of her short dress. Her lips sparkled, parted in a soft smile, and her gaze was slow, confident, and full of intent.

"Hi there, Mr Handsome," she said, her voice smooth and low.

Lucius blinked, "What are you doing here?"

Cassey gave him a playful tilt of the head, "Just thought I would drop by," she said softly, stepping closer, "Hope I am not interrupting..."

"Tell me the truth, Cass..." Lucius started to ask.

But before he could finish, Cassey placed her finger gently on his lips, "Shouldn’t you invite me in first?" she whispered.

Her other hand rested on his chest as she slowly stepped inside, guiding him back with her body. She kicked the door shut with her heel, the soft click of the lock echoing through the room. The air filled with the scent of her perfume—sweet, spicy, and bold.

Lucius raised an eyebrow, still calm, "What are you doing here, Cassey?"

She walked around the room casually, letting her fingers trail along the furniture, "Nothing much," she said, glancing over her shoulder with a sly smile, "Just wanted..." She stepped closer, her voice lowering, "... To see you."

Lucius leaned slightly against the wall, arms crossed, watching her with interest, "Really? I think you are lying. I think you came here for something else."

Cassey moved closer, placing her hand lightly on his chest. "And what if I did?" she said, her fingers slowly sliding down to his abdomen, but then stopped, "Will you push me away?"

And then suddenly, with a playful push, she nudged him onto the bed. He let himself fall back, landing with a soft thud.

Cassey didn’t climb onto the bed. Instead, she strolled over to the chair across from him and sat down gracefully, crossing her legs. Her posture was bold, confident and inviting.

Lucius’s eyes flicked to her legs, then back to her face, "So... where are your friends?" he asked, his tone light and casual.

"What a nice coincidence, we both end up in the same city, in this big world."

"They are staying nearby," she said, running her fingers through her hair and tilting her head to show off the curve of her neck, "I might go back with them tomorrow and not return here, so I thought... why not spend tonight with someone interesting?"

Lucius chuckled under his breath and leaned forward, elbows resting against the bed, "How thoughtful of you."

Cassey smiled and leaned back, her dress riding up slightly as her heel dangled from her toe, "So Mr Handsome stranger? Will you have a drink with me?" she asked, her eyes locked on his.

"Well certainly, young lady. I am honoured," Lucius smirked.

"You have grown really well," he said, giving her curves a playful look, "Just enough at the right places."

Cassey stood up, slowly walking toward him. Her heels clicked gently on the floor. Without saying a word, she raised one foot and rested it on his thigh.

"Think so?" she said, tilting her head, "Want to feel them on your own?"

"Is that even a question," Lucius looked at her leg, then back up at her, still calm. He gently reached out, brushing her skin with his fingertips.

But before he could do more, Cassey pulled her leg away with a playful grin and stepped back.

"Oh my, My stocking," She turned around and gave a little sway of her hips, slowly bending down as if to adjust her stockings. Her dress slid up slightly, revealing more of her thighs and a hint of lace. She peeked back to see if he was watching.

And he was.

Lucius gave a slow clap, "What a nice performance," he said, leaning back, "But do you always work this hard to get attention?"

Cassey turned back to face him, laughing softly, "Maybe. But only when I enjoy it."

Lucius stood up, stepping close to her, his tone light but firm, "Careful, young miss. If you keep teasing me, I might start teasing you back."

She gave him a look... with challenge, with excitement, with anticipation.

"Then let’s see who wins," she whispered.

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