Her Hatred

Theo’s Palace

Theodore was standing on the balcony, his ring-cladded fingers curled on the iron rails as he stared at the orange hues sprawled in the sky in a daze.

He couldn’t believe that he touched Jasmine and not just touched; he made a move at her. A move that could take their relationship to another level. The thing which Jasmine always wanted.

Damn.

He let out a shaky breath when that intimate moment flashed in front of his eyes. The way he plunged his fingers and fucked her virgin mouth. He let lust overpower his senses and got carried away just like that. Where was his self-control? Just how could he let Jasmine affect him so much?

Heat rushed to his neck and crept on his cheeks recalling that intense night. It was so deep and passionate. Her soft petals felt like cotton candy, he wondered how would they taste? And how that seductress sucked his thumb, the emotion was deep and raw that made him go insane.

He wanted to feel it again.

His eyes abruptly shot open. Theodore stumb