Blake brought the car to a stop, his gaze turned toward Katrina, who immediately grabbed the door to get out. He swiftly stretched forth and pulled her back.
“Stop playing hard to get. It’s not attractive despite what you girls say,” he snapped.
Katrina pushed, snatching herself from his grip. “Get your filthy hands off of me,” she yelled and tried to get down again. She managed to slip out before he could stop her again, but he followed after her immediately.
He grabbed her and pushed her against the car, forcefully gripping her. Horror flashed through Katrina’s eyes as she struggled with him. “Stop pretending. You’re just like every one of them who approaches people like us for money, wanting to climb the social ladder,” he spat angrily.
His anger was fueled by Lexi’s outburst toward
