Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak (Yasmin and Blake) novel Chapter 1

“Really?” Yasmin Starr was busy with her drafts. When she heard that her husband was back, her eyes lit up. She drew the curtains before her to see a Rolls-Royce Cullinan driving along the path leading to the villa. 

She saw a man in the car. His handsome face was visible from where she stood; his actions and carriage exuded a regal air. 

It really was him! 

Yasmin’s heart started racing. Her face burned at the thought of the things they did whenever he came home. Every kiss they shared was searing and passionate. It made her shy yet nervous. 

Just then, the door to her room swung open. Blake Ford walked in. 

Yasmin smiled at him. “Mr. B!” 

“Come here.” He loosened his tie. 

She walked over to him shyly. In the next second, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a hard kiss. She moaned before sinking into the kiss. Then, he carried her to the bed and had his way with her. 

Blake looked like the celibate and gentle type, but he was no gentleman when it came to s*x. He wouldn’t let Yasmin off the hook without making her cry. 

Yasmin shut her eyes as she savored the experience. This time, Blake was wilder than he’d ever been. He was only satiated when she begged him to stop with tears streaming down her face. 

He lifted the sheets and strode into the bathroom. Shortly after, there was the sound of running water. 

Yasmin remained in bed, lying there without an ounce of strength in her body. She and Blake had been secretly married for two years now. At first, it hadn’t been a marriage of love. Her father had forced Blake to wed her. 

So, in the beginning, he didn’t like her much. But she adored him. She’d done everything she could to chase after him and treat him well. Finally, he’d returned her feelings. 

Yasmin’s heart pounded as she recalled how wild and enthusiastic he’d been tonight. She couldn’t help feeling sweet. Would their marriage get better from now on? 

Once she bore him a child, they’d be a happy family of three. 

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open. Blake walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He had an amazing body, but his expression seemed somewhat menacing. 

He hadn’t even wiped the beads of water dripping from his hair as he asked brusquely, “Are you pregnant?”