Jasper’s throat felt dry.
He held the back of her head with one hand and grabbed her waist with the other to prevent her from moving.
With smoke clouding his dark gaze, he stared straight into her bright eyes and said in a low voice, “Aren’t you here to be a waitress for the sake of money?”
Willow was speechless.
She couldn’t refute him.
All humans work for money.
Then, her body froze up and she dared not move!
His hand was roaming around.
Willow was so shocked that her scalp began to tingle.
She bent forward and glared at him with reddened cheeks. “Jasper, you pervert!”
“I thought you liked this. You say no, but your body says otherwise!” Jasper was trying to punish her.
It was her fault for seducing men everywhere she went.
Did she think that there wouldn’t be consequences?
Willow’s lungs were about to explode from anger. While Jasper’s hand was occupied, she leaned to the side, fell on the sofa, and kicked him where it hurt.
“Argh!” Jasper groaned. He instinctively released her so his hands could cover that painful area.
While he was distracted, Willow panicked and ran away.
Jasper’s eyes darkened with rage as he watched her escaping silhouette.
His brows were furrowed tight.
The audacity of that damned woman! She almost crippled him!
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