I said nothing. Instead, I raised my head and looked defiantly into his eyes, telling him that I was going in no matter what.

Colin knew there was more than met the eyes. Ignoring the refusal from the tall man, he grabbed my hand and dragged me in.

The tall man shrugged in resignation. Once we entered the room, Colin managed to locate the switch and turn on the lights. Following a crisp click, the sight of the room entered our vision.

The sight made me gasp out loud.

Jasmine was lying on the bed. Her hair was still wet, her cheeks were scarlet, and her eyes were glossy. The white bathrobe was draped lazily on her body, and the huge opening on her chest gave sneak peeks of what she packed underneath.

Her body was pointed toward the door. Her shoulders were exposed, and her long, fair legs were on full display. There was a red spot on her knee, the center of which was a minuscule cut.

sure if she needed to go to the hospital or not. By the looks of things, the wound was

own.

too. She was striking an alluring pose on the bed. It wasn't that far

why did she set up this scene for a man who came to check on her wound? A man who never

she had it in her to strike such a seductive

him. He looked away. His ears had turned

they could think of was sex. This was a tale as old

away. She's indecent," I ordered

Colin turned around obediently.

How many times did this happen when I was gone? How did Colin

and I did not have an answer. Perhaps I did. I

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