The Don Tore Up Our Divorce (Gemma and Cassian) novel Chapter 215

**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane Crest 215**

**Chapter 215**

**Cassian’s POV**

“What exactly do you expect me to do?” I ask, my voice steady but laced with frustration.

“You will remove her from this position.” I state emphatically, ensuring my words leave no room for misinterpretation. “It is utterly inappropriate for her to be here, answering to you. She has no place in this office, and you know it just as well as I do.”

He leans back in his chair, a mocking glint in his eye. “Hmm… and why would I fire her? Just because you say so?” His tone drips with sarcasm, and I can feel my blood beginning to boil.

Narrowing my eyes, I respond with a quiet intensity, “Because she is Cassian Blackwell’s wife, and a Donna in her own right. She doesn’t belong here, relegated to some ridiculous role as your housekeeper.”

A laugh escapes his lips, low and dismissive. He shakes his head, as if I’ve just told him a particularly amusing joke. “So, it’s true then. You don’t actually want her to be here, thriving in her career. I had my doubts, but now it’s clear… your pride can’t handle it. What’s the phrase I’m looking for?” He snaps his fingers lazily, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. “Ah, yes. Male chauvinism!”

The urge to smash his head against the wall is almost overwhelming.

“This isn’t about pride; it’s about dignity. My wife has no business being dragged into your petty rebellion against your father,” I retort, my voice steady but my fists clenched at my sides, fighting the urge to lash out.

Mikhail’s lips twist into a derisive smile. “No, Cassian! This is about your pride. You believe you can dictate her life, where she goes, what she does, who she works for. You want her out of sight, all to keep your fragile ego intact.”

I step forward, my patience wearing thin. “Careful.”

“Why should I be careful?” he counters, his infuriating grin widening. “Because I’m saying what you refuse to admit? Believe it or not, she’s good at what she does. Sweet, reliable…”

He lets his gaze drift off, as if imagining her standing before him, and I can feel a surge of anger bubbling within me.

“…and let’s not forget, she’s quite attractive too. In this industry, even if I were to fire her, there would be many men lining up to have her around.”

A hot flash of fury surges through my chest, and my hands ball into fists. “Watch your mouth! This is between me and her, so stop pretending you know anything about us.”

“Then perhaps you should stop barking at me and go have a conversation with your wife, if she even wants to talk to you,” he snaps back, his tone dripping with condescension.

For one fleeting moment, I contemplate the satisfaction of wiping that smug look off his face.

“VOLOSHIN!” I grit out through clenched teeth, “choose your words wisely.”

But he merely shrugs, feigning innocence. “What? You asked me to fire her. I’m just explaining why I won’t. Unlike you, I don’t view her as a burden.”

I take a step closer to his desk, lowering my voice to a dangerous whisper. “You have no idea what you’re toying with, and you will regret the consequences from your grave.”

“Oh, I think I understand perfectly. You’re terrified she might actually find happiness here, away from you…”

“This conversation is over.”

With that, I storm out of his office, the door slamming shut behind me, a wave of anger coursing through my veins. I don’t need his approval; if I want the truth, I’ll hear it directly from Gemma herself.

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**Gemma’s POV**

As I return to my apartment, a book nestled under my arm, I plan to surprise Jace with it. The hour is late, and I don’t anticipate running into anyone in the dimly lit hallway.

But just as I reach the landing, the soft creak of a door catches my attention.

Jace steps out, casually dressed, a trash bag swinging in his hand. My lips part, ready to call out to him, but before I can utter his name, I hear another set of footsteps approaching from inside the apartment.

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