Chapter 817 Wound

The knife felt cold against her skin. Shivers ran down Tamara’s spine. “Who was that?” James’s voice was gentle, but the knife against Tamara’s skin betrayed his emotion. Anger boiled inside James and woe betide anyone who dared to cross him. Tamara’s eyelashes trembled. She turned around suddenly, causing the knife to slice through her. James put the knife away unconsciously. He widened his eyes.” Have you lost your mind?” Tamara’s clear eyes were void of any emotions. “You’re the one who lost your mind. How many people have you killed?” James pursed his lips. It seemed that the cat was out of the bag. So what? James gave the knife to one of his men. “I am just trying to get rid of the ones standing between us, Tamara. Can’t you see? Vanessa is in love with me.” His words amused Tamara. “Why would I care if Vanessa likes you?” James’ face darkened. “You ought to. You are my fiancée, after all. And as my fiancée, you must know everything about me!” James grabbed Tamara’s sho