Chapter 13. Casey

Drake’s POV

“You bastard! How could you play me for a fool?” she yelled angrily as she hit me repeatedly with her soft, gentle palm. She looks furious, and I know hitting me is her way of venting her anger.

It feels weird because I don’t feel any pain, on the contrary, her hands are so soft and warm. And when she touches me with her gentle palm, I feel a jolt of electric current flow all over my body. I wouldn’t have stopped her if we were alone at home. But her actions attracted the attention of a few guards and maids hanging around the premises. I held her hand to stop her from hitting me, and I glared furiously at her,

“Hit me one more time, and I swear, I’ll make you regret it.” l warned her sternly. From the nervous look on her face, I could tell that she is a bit frightened by my reaction. I didn’t mean to get her agitated, but I had to be strict with her so the others won’t dare to challenge my authority.

“Get the hell out of here, I