Chapter 13 Casey

Still 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,