Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0251T

Nox, let Ms. Jones go. She didn't mean to push me. I'm fine," said Jasmine, playing the understanding woman.

couldn't help but feel disdain. I had once played the same role for Nicholas, bending over backward to please him in front of Claudia.

I knew all too well the game Jasmine was playing now. I didn't want to be their prop for showing off their affection. So, I kept my head down and waket past mm.

His grip on my wrist tightened as I brushed by, holding me in place. For a inciment, the air between us felt thick and heavy with something unspoken.

In the next second, a burning heat spread from my wrist and climbed up my am. No matter how I tried to pull away his hold only grew stronger.

The heat between us made both of our breaths quicken. His breath was hot against my ear, and the temperature around us seemed to rise.

When I looked up and glared at him, I was caught off guard by the raw, unfiltered emotion in his eyes. It was the dangerous look of a predator before a hunt

Without warning, he yanked me into his arms and said in a hoarse and commanding voice, "You're not leaving won't let you leave!"

His gaze bore into me. He was so close that I could see my pale face and panicked eyes reflected in his dark pupils.

"Nick, this isn't the place to talk. Anyone could walk in now. Let her go and, carry me instead, or people will start gossiping," said Jasmine.

Her voice trembled as she hopped over on one leg, forgetting her injury in her panic. She grabbed Nicholas hand that was wrapped around my wrist and scraped her nails against the back of my hand, which seriously hurt. After a moment's pause, he gradually regained his senses. He slowly released me and said in a hoarse voice. Since you're not holding her accountable, we'll let it go this time."

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With that, he scooped Jasmine up in his arms in front of me, kicked open the restroom door, and strode out.

I looked down at my wrist, which was now marked with deep red imprints from his grip, and at the back of my hand, which had a scratch where her nails had dug in.

I wiped the blood off with my other hand. It was a sticky mess, and my fingers trembled from the pain.

When I looked up, I saw Jasmine resting her head on Nicholas' shoulder, her long curls swaying in the air. I had to admit that the scene looked quite picturesque.

few quick steps forward, I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked hard, enough to make

turned to glare at me. His voice was cold when he asked,

if he didn't know what I was doing. I was simply giving back what I had received. She made me bleed, so I wouldn't let her get off easily

to slap her across the face. But in one smooth motion,

was solid as a brick, thanks to his years of working out. The force of the slap sent shockwaves through my hand, leaving my fingers trembling uncontrollably by my side. Gently, he spoke to Jasmine. "Jasmine,

his arm tightly with

upset. How could I leave her like this? She was wronged at the party earlier, and I, as her acquaintance, failed to protect her. It's only natural

became serious as well. Raising my injured hand, I held it out toward them with the back of

should

his brows as he shifted his gaze down to my hand.

to Jasmine. She sighed softly, still trying to mediate. "Ms. Jones must have hurt her hand earlier. She must feel very upset. Nick,

me as he repeated his question. I'm asking

not know how it

were just the two of us, I

But with Jasmine in his arms, it felt like an interrogation instead. In his eyes, no matter who caused it, it couldn't have

to watch the drama unfold. They

up, she should let go. Why still

minor injury. Does she think Mr. Hawk will feel sorry for her? Ms.

considerate for giving his

fist tightly by my side. I scanned the room with a sharp gaze and an icy expression. The

who hat sucken fell

hail, which had been playing

and limped over to me. Her eyes bimmed with tears, making her seem even

They don't know who you are.

speaking, I kicked her hard. Just like that her good Tet was

hands. I hadn't expected that one

Watching her stumble, almost

tug at the comer of my lips in