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."

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

tell him,

glint in her eyes that she was enjoying this.

my mouth shut? I mean, if I tell him, I'll surely

we started on

of nowhere and think you can claim the very man I've wanted since I first laid eyes on him. If you want me to keep quiet, then promise me you'll stay away from him-promise me you'll

what you're asking of

rather play the fool. You'd never take

want you?” I asked, unable

me, he'll never be

to help myself. "He doesn't see you that way, Tasha. You might as well give

back soon, and he'll know the truth

I slapped her-hard.

within seconds. Then she lunged, driving a kick into my stomach, knocking the breath from me. I lost my balance and fell

I had been taught the ways of peace. I was never trained

about to let a

to my feet. This time, I was

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