Chapter 42

Scarlett narrowed her eyes and roared. "That is not even blood on your face! It tastes and smells like ketchup. Who the hell are you?!"

The answer was obvious and burned in her mind. Yet Scarlett didn't want to believe it. Couldn't accept that she had let another man who wasn't Griffin go down at her.

The guy smirking at her now had looked and acted the same way—how was she supposed to know he was Griffin's twin brother in disguise. What was his name again? Jacob!

"You've finally figured it out, huh?" His eyes glowed in the faint streetlight coming in through the window. "Yes, I'm not Griffin, and this is indeed ketchup. I thought it would be fun to play games with you and see if you would fall for them. And the price?"

Jacob licked his lips in the dark, savoring her taste on his lips. He looked like a predator, and Scarlett was the meat. It made anger rise in her chest, disgust too.

How could she have let this happen?!

She was so mad at herself!

"You're a sick man! A fucking