Jasper turned to look at her. Celine chuckled and pulled out a 100 US dollar banknote and waved it. “Look, the city’s owner.”
Stunned for a moment, Jasper then laughed aloud. “You’re right. So very right.”
“I want to own this US banknote of yours,” Jasper suddenly spoke after he finished laughing.
Celine’s smile vanished after he finished speaking and she stared intently at him, to the point where Jasper felt his hair rise out of caution.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jasper asked.
Celine did not respond, but she stood and walked over to Jasper.
Jasper sat on his single sofa with Celine standing before him.
The wind continued to howl on the rooftop but it could not dissipate the warming tension between the man and the woman.
Suddenly, Celine put her arm on Jasper’s shoulder so he would not get up and then turned around to plop herself on his lap.
All of a sudden, there was a woman in his arms.
Feeling the gentle softness and shocking suppleness of the woman in his arms, Jasper’s mind sobered substantially.
“What are you doing?” Jasper asked, instinctively moving to push Celine off and stand.
Yet Celine seemed to have anticipated that, for she pressed his shoulder down with one hand and looked up at Jasper. “Are you really willing to push me away? Do you dare to push me away?”
Jasper instantly froze in place, and at the same time, he realized something. ‘How the f*ck is she so strong?’
Just as Jasper made a mental note to spend more time at the gym once he returned, Celine then wrapped herself around him and got closer to him. Her red lips whispered in Jasper’s ear, “But don’t you want to be my owner?”
“You’re married and I have a girlfriend,” Jasper replied, trying his best to keep his mind sober.
“So you’re throwing me away?” Celine asked pitifully.
Jasper was just about to apologize when he saw a sly expression on Celine’s face. He realized then that he had been played.
“Girlfriend? I don’t want to be with you anyway. What’s the point in doing all that? Marriage is a grave,” Celine whispered.
Jasper was just about to speak when a slim and fair finger rested on his lips to quiet him.
“Don’t say anything, and don’t move.
“Let’s keep drinking.”
Celine’s voice was soft and her mesmerizing tone seemed to be laced with magical power. Jasper sat on the sofa and stopped moving as instructed. He did not say anything either as he looked at Celine.
Celine chuckled and commented, “Men. They just can’t hold their ground when you flirt.”
With that, Celine then grabbed a bottle of white wine and took a large swig. Instead of swallowing, she put the bottle back down and turned to wrap her arms around Jasper’s neck…
Jasper’s eyes widened as he felt something soft and damp touch his lips. Following this was the fiery burn of white wine. Those were two very different feelings and the strong alcohol burned as it reached his heart.
Just like that, Celine fed Jasper another two bottles of white wine.
Coupled with the bottle before, Jasper had already drunk three bottles of white wine while Celine drank five bottles of red.
“Let’s go! To the hotel room!”
Celine finally got off Jasper’s legs, which were now numb.
