Cassius's gaze softened as he looked at Diana, his eyes shimmering with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with his earlier dominance.
A flicker of regret passed over his face, as if the weight of his actions had settled in his chest.
Gently, he cupped her breasts from beneath, lifting them with a careful reverence, his fingers tracing their curves as if inspecting them for damage.
"Are you okay, Diana?" He asked, his voice low and sincere, laced with a quiet concern. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that, to say those degrading things. I only did it to help Vivi feel better about herself, like you wanted since these..." He paused, his thumbs brushing lightly over her nipples, drawing a soft whimper from her lips. "...these are actually precious to me. I adore them, you know that right?"
His touch was gentle now, almost apologetic, as he caressed her sensitive skin, his eyes locked on hers with a warmth that made her breath catch.
