Jas moved his hand down and squeezed Mr. Winter's penis. He put so much force that blood ca out on Jas's hand.
Mr. Winter scread and fainted.
However, Jas turned around to leave. His bodyguard, whom he trusted the most, handed over a piece of tissue. He wiped his hand repeatedly lazily and casually.
In the room.
Jessica leaned backward, and her curvy figure was shown. Seeing Mr. Winter had left, she slid off from the silk ribbon.
Then she heard soone saying, "Miss Jessica, my master, Mr. Moore, would like a word with you."
Mr. Moore?
Jessica had sudden and acute pain in her head.
She pinched her hand's palm and shook her head, saying, "I don't want to talk with Mr. Moore. I don't know anyone with that na."
The man answered, "I'm afraid it's not up to you. Whoever Mr. Moore wishes to see has to co unless they are dead."
Jessica said, "What's this about? Can I..."
Before Jessica finished, the man cut her off. Jessica lowered her hand and seed to catch a glimpse of the gun, which was shining underneath the light.
Soon, Jessica was taken next to an extended business limo.
One of Jas's n opened the door and said, "Please, Miss Jessica."
Jessica lifted up her feet to enter.
Jas sat on the couch and leaned backward casually. Between his fingers was a cigar that he was smoking.
Jessica couldn't see his face amid the smoke. He looked at Jessica gently.
However, Jessica would not dare to look back. Ever since she t Jas, she beca flustered and wanted to escape.
Jas ordered, "Look up."
Jas's voice was as plain as water yet cold. Jessica was shaken up. Instead of looking up, she bent over more.
Jas reached out and grabbed Jessica's wrist to pull.
Thump! Jessica knelt in front of Jas.
Jessica was a pampered princess before the tragic incidents in her family. She imdiately frowned because it hurt so much. But she bit her lips and wouldn't scream.
Jas reached two long fingers and squeezed Jessica's delicate chin, forcing her to look up. At the mont, he was seated, and she knelt. From a condescending position, Jas found himself in a superior alpha male stand.
Jas looked unhappy, seeing how Jessica tried to avoid making eye contact. He said, "Do I look aggressive?"
Jessica didn't know what Jas ant. She was terrified of him while being alone with him.
Jas asked, "Why won't you look at ? Hum?"
Jessica hurried to shake her head, denying, "No."
Jas said again, "Look at ." He said mildly and gently, but Jessica still couldn't look at him.
After a while, Jessica finally said, "I... I have depression. I'm not easy with strangers."
Jas sneered, "You almost made n fall head over the toe for you with your dance, now you tell you have depression?" The temperature inside the car dropped.
Jessica said, "I..." She did so to get back the bracelet her brother left her. She didn't overthink. She has been taking dancing classes for years, and what she learned has turned into a part of herself. It wasn't affected by her psychological state or character change.
Jessica hesitated to tell Jas. But he didn't give her a hard ti. With the cigar between his fingers, he opened a suitcase next to him," Look at it. Tell what you see?"
Jessica turned her head and got slightly frozen. It was a case full of dollars.
She answered honestly, "Money."
Jas said, "Sell it to ."
Jessica looked up in amazent. It was the first ti she looked at Jas and felt dizzy again.
That was why Jessica was afraid to look at Jas.
Jas said, "I'll buy one night to spend it with you."
Jessica answered, "I'm not who you think I am." Jessica ca here only to get back her bracelet.
Was it why he thought she was that kind of woman?
Jas said, "No matter what, keep company for one night. Afterward, this money is yours."
What Jas said was arrogant. But his face was too handso that anything he said was right.
Jessica had a racing heartbeat. It was the first ti she recalled that soone spoke so disrespectfully to her.
She forgot to fear and just stared at Jas, saying, "I don't want your money."
Jas imdiately squinted and pinched her chin as hard as he could.
Jessica felt he broke her chin, and she looked terrified.
That wasn't' odd. A lot of people were terrified of Jas.
What was odd was he was attracted to Jessica in a way he never was.
That was why he had to have her. No matter she was truly depressed or hid sothing, from the mont she knelt to wipe his shoes, he got aroused seeing her shaking body bending over humbly.
Jas was very agitated because Jessica told him no. He grabbed her, and her curvy body was on his tough laps.
Jas asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Jessica hesitated for a second and put her arms toward her chest in case she touched Jas.
She nodded after a mont.
Jas was furious because of it.
It wasn't odd that a gorgeous woman like Jessica was seeing soone. But imaging how she curled up in another man's arms as she did in his couldn't agitate Jas more.
This was a woman he only t once. Even Jas couldn't explain it.
Jas lowered his voice and ordered "Drive."
Jessica beca flustered. She asked, "Where are you taking ?" Jas really didn't strike her as a nice man.
Jas put her in his arms. He used both arms and crossed them in front of Jessica, so she couldn't move.
But the car wouldn't start. The driver said, "Sir, our car is blocked..."
Jas looked beyond Jessica and saw a white car stopping in front of them.
A man in a black suit ca out of the car with a basketball bat.
He charged over and swung it to smash the windshield.
Pop!
The car made huge noises. But no matter how hard that man tried, there was no crack on the window. It was bullet-proof.
Jessica identified that man and called "Jamie!" It was like she was a life savior. She yelled, trying to get out of Jas's arms.
Jas said, "Is he your boyfriend?" He used more force to stop Jessica from moving about.
Jessica nodded and said, "Yes. Can you let go?"
Jas asked, "Let you go?" He suddenly pushed Jessica, and she fell on the ground, soon he got on top of her.
Jas said, "Of course not." Then he tore apart her dress. The crack went from Jessica's neck to her abdon.
Jessica wore black lingerie with lace, holding her breast at a proper size. Her skin was fair and almost crystal.
What was most attractive about Jessica wasn't her collarbone but her waistline. The line from the side of her breast was like an artist. But there was one flaw.
There was a scar on Jessica's abdon!
Judging from the shape, Jas could tell it was a gunshot wound.
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