96 TAINTED BLOOD

Jasmine looked at him disbelief.

"W-what?" She stuttered.

She had felt when he had frozen and then when she had looked him in the eye, they were blazing red with hate.

She knew hate. She had seen it in the eyes of everyone who had looked at her.

She was familiar with it.

But she had pushed it aside because there was no way he would hate her.

At least not now.

Not with the emotions she could feel, not with the way he had touched her.

Not with the way he had made her feel.

"I said Get out." He said colder.

Her body shook and she remained frozen for a split second and then she was stunned when he did the unthinkable.

He pushed her off him and he rose out from the bath.

He didn't bother wearing a robe as he yanked her to her feet and out of the bath with one hand.

She gasped and then she realized that the front bodice of her dress was in shreds.

She was almost unclad.