Yasmin froze, stunned.
What on earth was Blake trying to do?
Had he scolded her and made scornful remarks just so he could kiss her?
"Don't kiss me." Yasmin held her breath, refusing to kiss him back.
Ignoring her protest, Blake pulled her chin closer and deepened the kiss urgently.
Moments later, Yasmin found herself lifted onto the shelf. Blake pressed his lips against hers once more, wounding his arms around her waist tightly.
"Blake…" Yasmin muttered, her mind going blank.
The man continued drowning himself in her scent as his hand reached behind her to pull down her zipper.
"Blake!" she exclaimed.
However, Blake didn't let up. Instead, he lifted her skirt and bit her neck.
Yasmin's knees went weak, and Blake held her slackened body close.
Her clothes were soon in disarray.
When she realized Blake was about to take things even further, she quickly cried, "No! Let go of me!"
Infuriated by her words, he ripped off her underwear.
Yasmin's eyes widened fearfully, and she snapped, "Let go of me!"
Frantically kicking the man, she protested, "I didn't give you my consent, Blake! You're forcing me—"
In her panic, she accidentally kicked his injured leg. Blake grunted and paled but still didn't release her.
Yasmin, who failed to notice his reaction, planted several more kicks.
Blake's face twisted in pain as his left leg went numb. He quickly sat down, his expression grim.
Yasmin finally noticed his response. "Did I kick your injured leg?"
His leg had just been freed from its cast and hadn't fully healed yet.
Blake gave her a cold stare but didn't say anything.
With her suspicions confirmed, Yasmin asked anxiously, "Did I really?"
She approached him carefully and asked, "Should I give Dr. Sawyer a call?"
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