The Blood Debt - Page 125

Well, fuck me.

Ordering me around?

I should be fucking mad as hell, but a big smile forms on my face instead.

She’s got balls.

Especially in that foxy black dress and pumps she put on after she asked me where the nearest bar was.

I like this new Jasmine. It’s as if her losing her virginity has made her blossom, and I’m definitely here to watch her turn into a flower.

Even though I can’t believe we’re actually here, together.

One moment, she hates my guts and threatens to leave, and the next, we’re in her car, headed to a party.

It makes no sense to me why she would want this.

Then again, there’s a lot I didn’t know about her.

Like the fact she was still a fucking virgin all this time.

Shaking my head, I walk to a table in the back so I can watch her from afar. I know she doesn’t want me near her right now. She made that much clear the second she stormed out of my cabin.

But I still can’t help but keep an eye on her. Just to make sure nothing happens.

I sigh as Jasmine sips the drink she ordered, casually smiling at strangers walking past her. It makes my blood boil, but I still manage to keep my cool.

It’s hard to watch her from a distance, but I know she needs her time alone right now. However, when another stranger sits beside her, I sit up straight and glare at him like a beast. He doesn’t notice me, but I definitely see him.

Especially when he puts his hand on her shoulder.

Orders the same drink.

Laughs at her jokes.

Smiles a little too much.

My nails dig into my skin so harshly it bleeds.

As a server walks by, I steal one of the glasses off his tray and slug it down in one go.

“Hallo! Das musst du bezahlen!” the server says.

Of course I have to pay. I fucking know that. I just didn’t want to fucking wait.

“Chill,” I reply, and I take some money from my wallet and slap it down on his tray. “Go serve the rest of your customers.”

I wave him off until he finally gets the memo and leaves me the fuck alone so I can continue to stare at my girl being hit on by other men.

Because if one thing makes adrenaline course through my veins, it’s someone else touching what belongs to me.

When she gets up from her seat and strolls to the bathroom, swaying her hips from left to right, the dude looks at her ass as if he’s already planning on shoving his cock in, and it gets me fucking wild. Wild.

So wild, I jump up and head straight for the door she went in.

Jasmine

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