CHAPTER 25: DANCE OF PASSION

LILITH’S POV:

In less than a second, I swing the bastard upright on his feet again and rest my back against the nearest wall, letting the weight of his body fall on me in a position that might seem that I’m being molested by him.

“You better play along or you lose your fucking tongue tonight.” I whisper the threat just as the door swings open and Kain walks in.

I instantly push him off me as planned.

“I told you I’m not interested.” I cry out, clutching myself as though I’ve been harassed.

Jared, already weak from pain, tumbles on his feet and falls on his butt, unable to say anything besides silently gasping for air.

I turn to Kain, hoping to goddess he buys this little act.

“What’s going on here?” He asks now with eyes focused on just Jared that’s too out of it to give a proper response.

Shit, I can’t let him realize that he’s injured and know what I did. It will throw off the ‘damsel in distress’ persona I’ve built up to this point.

I step between them now.

“He tried to come on me