“You’re not his girlfriend?” Blake said, his gaze raised to Yasmin, who was standing with her arms crossed angrily against her chest.
Her expression froze for a second, but she quickly composed herself. “On what grounds do you say that? You’ve seen us together,” she said, putting on a pretense.
Blake got up, a smug smile playing on his lips. “I told him about sleeping with me. Guess what he said?” he asked.
Yasmin widened her eyes in utter shock. She charged at him and grabbed his collar.
“You did what? Are you crazy?” she yelled, her eyes flickering with panic and outrage.
Anger flashed in Blake’s eyes and he pushed her off him angrily. She stumbled back, grabbing the chair to avoid hitting the floor.
“Get your filthy hands off me,” he snapped. His gaze was filled with hate and disg
