Cynthia's POV:
Jasmine took one look at my flushed face and knew exactly what had happened.
Anger twisted her features as she stormed toward me furiously.
Her hand raised high, ready to slap me the moment she got close.
But Lambert got to me first.
He pulled me into his embrace, shielding my face with his arm.
In a low voice meant only for my ears, he whispered, "You've got the guts to cheat on me. We'll settle this later!"
Jasmine's hand fell back to her side, but her expression grew even more furious. "You, you dare..." she stammered, stopping herself, perhaps mindful of the others around us.
She glared at me with murderous intent as if trying to kill me with her stare.
After all, her fiancé had just slept with me, and now the man she liked was protecting me. It certainly wasn't
