Chapter Thirty three: Experience Pleasure

“Come, sit, let me clean your wounds,” Justin said. Beside him was a first aid kit which wasn’t there earlier. That meant he had left to get it after she entered the bathroom to change.

“I can clean it myself,” Jasmine said, refusing to move an inch from where she was standing.

“I said sit!” Justin snapped in a sharp voice. Couldn’t this girl just listen to what he said without him having to get irritated.

Jasmine didn’t know when her legs moved towards Justin. She sat down on the couch and Justin immediately got busy with cleaning her wounds.

She wordlessly watched as he applied an ointment to her bruise. His touch felt so gentle to her skin as opposed to the cold way he acted towards him.

The bartender’s words suddenly came to her mind. ‘He is probably battling with his heart and mind.’

Even though he was mean to her, he would always come rushing to save her. Yet he would still act cold to her. Just pick one to follow; the heart or the mind.

Justin was so focused on her wounds that