[IRIS POV]
Yvette immediately leapt to her feet. "How dare you!"
"You were the one who asked!" I acted like a fool. "What was I supposed to think? Normal people would just make me wash their feet with soap!"
Maybe I had pushed one too many of Yvette's buttons, for she didn't care a single bit about what I had said previously about Caius's performance in bed. She raised her hand, and without hesitation, struck it down as though she was hoping it would kill me. In fact, she used so much force that my face veered to one side and I fell over.
Immediately, there was a metallic tang in my mouth. I coughed, and out came a mouthful of blood. The deep red splattered on the floor, staining the once-pristine wood.
The thought that Caius might've felt that brought a sadistic twinge of satisfaction to me. I wasn't sure if he felt it. After all, I was merely trying to irritate Yvette with all these claims. But I hope he did.
