Blair’s POV
I don’t really know what’s gotten into why did I said that. But something the way Blake looked at me when I said that I was planning to bring Harry inside our Den anyway. I never thought that the pain in his face could give me this kind of satisfaction that I never thought I would want in the first place. The moment his face fell, I felt good and felt s h i t afterward. Blair Martin, what is wrong with you?
Harry shouldn’t be used like that. He’s such a sweet and caring guy, and he doesn’t deserve to be someone’s pawn. Poor, Harry.
It wasn’t just Blake who had a shocked face. Niana and Tay too. They were all staring at me as if I have grown two heads at the same time.
“Is there something wrong with my face for you guys to stare at me like this?” I said, incredulous. I scoop
