Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three

I returned to the house. Tasha was sitting on the couch with a sly smile on her

lips. I ignored her, I wasn't in the mood for her drama.

"So, who was the cute guy?"

"What?" I questioned. Once again, she had caught me by surprise.

"The guy you were just speaking to?"

"I wasn't speaking to anyone." I lied.

"Do you take me for a fool?" she asked, her smile widening "You're such a skank. Did you really think you could play along with two men-especially when one is a powerful Demon?".

"Tasha, there is nothing going on between that man and me. He's only a friend."

"A friend you're being very sneaky with? Yeah, right. Well, if he's 'only' a friend, I suppose you wouldn't mind me letting Daemon know what you've been up to."

how my eyes gave me away. She was going to tell him, and I had a feeling

tell him, please,

in her eyes that she was enjoying this. Of course, this was what she had

mean, if I tell him, I'll surely get a reward— or at

you can't. Please. I know we started on the wrong foot, but that

let out a snort. "Started on the wrong foot, you say. But what you won't admit is that you are the problem- you came out of nowhere and think you can claim

understand what you're asking

the fool. You'd never

if he still doesn't want you?” I asked, unable to keep

me, he'll never

see you that way, Tasha. You might as well give up on that ridiculous fantasy-it won't get you

at me. "He'll be back soon, and he'll

I slapped her-hard.

driving a kick into my stomach,

my life, I had been

wasn't about to let a

myself up to my feet. This time, I

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