Chapter 25 Are You That Afraid Of Me

• “Are you that afraid of me?” Lionel placed his hand on the steering wheel as he set his gaze out front.
• “No...” Yasmin mumbled under her breath as her gaze unintentionally fell on the man’s hands. He had broad and strong-looking palms with slender fingers. It was a beautiful pair of hands.
• She kept quiet. However, she was grumbling to herself. For goodness’s sake. You’re the president of a company, and you could have any woman. Why do you have to keep bothering me? I’m not afraid of you. I just don’t want to see you - a vicious-tongued weirdo who forces kisses on me!