Jade
I could forget all my anger at him if he was planning to stir things just like this.
"Then f**k me and prove that you are a man…" I whispered back, still persistent on provoking him.
"I am more of a man than you think I am, Jade," he withdrew his fingers from my p***y before he grabbed my t-shirt and made a move to pull it over my head. However, suddenly his hands stopped, his darkened eyes faded to normal, and he froze on the spot.
"s**t! What the f**k am I doing?" He hurriedly pulled away, getting off the bed, and looking at me as if he' d done something wrong.
"Jade, I am sorry about this, but please leave."
Was he f*****g serious? No way.
"Are you f*****g serious?" I asked, my frustration growing wild because of his stunt- how was I supposed to react when a
