Chapter 112

Yasmin froze, stunned.

What on earth was Blake trying to do?

Had he scolded her and made scornful remarks just so he could kiss her?

"Don't kiss me." Yasmin held her breath, refusing to kiss him back.

Ignoring her protest, Blake pulled her chin closer and deepened the kiss urgently.

Moments later, Yasmin found herself lifted onto the shelf. Blake pressed his lips against hers once more, wounding his arms around her waist tightly.

"Blake…" Yasmin muttered, her mind going blank.

The man continued drowning himself in her scent as his hand reached behind her to pull down her zipper.

"Blake!" she exclaimed.

However, Blake didn't let up. Instead, he lifted her skirt and bit her neck.

Yasmin's knees went weak, and Blake held her slackened body close.

Her clothes were soon in disarray.

When she realized Blake was about to take things even further, she quickly cried, "No! Let go of me!"

Infuriated by her words, he ripped off her underwear.

Yasmin's eyes widened fearfully, and