Blood Fued
Yasamin replies.
“May I ask why?” I hold my breath, waiting for her palm to strike me across the cheek again.
“Quenten Yilmaz should have been mine.” She snarls, and her blue eyes darken with flecks of gray as she stares at me like I’m beneath her. “I have been in love with him for as long as I can remember, and he’s never looked at me like I mattered. Even after that night we spent together, he refuses to admit that there was something between us. My father has worked for the Yilmaz family all my life, and the first time my eyes landed on Quenten, I knew we were destined to be together. I allowed him to explore love once with Rosalia Sinclair, and when she broke his heart, I was supposed to
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