Jasmine sucked in a sharp breath, using all her strength to loosen his grip on her chin. But he was as if made of mountains. Her measly strength couldn’t even budge him an inch.
“f**k. You’re hurting me!”
“Yeah? Well, good. Because that’s what I intended,” and as if to prove his point, he tightened his grip, seconds away from breaking all the bones on that lovely face.
“You’re belching nonsense, Zayden. I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she managed somehow, in whatever way she could grind those words out with his unforgivable grasp on her face. She could almost hear her bones crackling.
“You don’t know?” his eyes burnt brighter, his face turning darker. The vein on the side of his neck was pounding. Thrusting her to the floor, he stabbed the heel of his boots into the back of he
