The louder their voices were, the more freely they felt to talk without consequences. Jessica felt cold though she was covered in the quilt. Jessica felt cold though she was covered in the quilt.
There was no light in the room.
Jas hasn't returned.
Jessica, after taking a bath, lay on the soft bad. Her intriguing eyes started at the luxurious curvy chandelier in the ceiling. The pure moonlight from outside the window shined on the side of her face. It was like her cheek was being touched by a hand gently.
At the ti, Jessica heard how a car drove through the grass. It went from afar and got closer. Finally, the engine sound stopped.
The door of the mansion was quickly pulled open. Jessica could hear those two younger maids' sweet sounds, saying, "Master Jas, you're back."
He was back.
That strange man was back.
They all addressed Mr. Moore to him.
And the younger maids asked Jessica to call him master because he bought her.
Hearing the footsteps more and more clear, Jessica trembled underneath the satin quilt.
Then the door was clicked open. Soone with a strong presence ca in.
As Jessica knew, Jas Moore ca back. He walked in the darkroom and deliberately slowed down. He approached the wall and opened the wall light.
The bright light shined on the girl lying on the bed.
Jas looked up with crystal eyes and looked at Jessica. She buried herself underneath the satin quilt and left nothing but a small head.
Her dark hair was all on the white pillow. Her long and curvy eyelashes slightly trembled, which gave her away. Was she faking sleep?
And Jessica looked terrified.
Jas ca to the bed and couldn't help reaching out to fiddle with her eyelashes. But Jessica suddenly opened her eyes and got up. She moved too far back. Bang! Her back hit the head of the bed and made a huge noise.
But she was more terrified of Jas compared with the pain.
She was in such pain that tears were in her eyes. But she put up with it and didn't scream.
Jas frowned and was about to ask where Jessica was hurt. But she moved farther back to get away from him.
Jas asked, "Are you scared of ?"
Jessica thought that wasn't enough to cover her feelings. But her body and actions acted before she could figure it out. She was so frightened that she opened the quilt and got out of the bed with bare feet. She knelt next to Jas's feet, saying, "Master, let go back. I will take none of your money."
"Master?" Jas beca mad because of what Jessica called him. Besides, she was frightened. That made Jas more furious.
Jessica answered, "They say you bought , and I should call you, master." She bent over. Apparently, she had no mory of how she was the lofty da, and Jas was her indulgent bodyguard.
Ti passed, and many have changed. But what remained the sa was Jas's pretty face.
Jessica changed. She was more and more frightened of him. She couldn't wait to get away from him.
At the mont, Jas was standing, and Jessica was kneeling. He was condescending to look down at her. His look suddenly changed when he looked at her with crystal eyes.
Jessica wore a man's shirt. It was baggy and wrapped her completely. He could see her long legs kneeling on the ground. Her brown hair was on her shoulders and slid off. It was in the air and slt nice.
Jessica was wearing his shirt.
It was the first ti another woman wore his shirt. It was the first ti he felt the urge to blend her in his blood. The blood in his body reached boiling point and started boiling.
Under the bright light, Jessica's face was enchanting. Although she was slim, she deserved to be called an absolute beauty.
Jessica stared at Jessica with crystal eyes. Jessica lowered her head like a kid who did sothing wrong.
Jas has seen a lot of won. But he has never t one whose beauty was so clean and pure.
If he used to know Jessica, Jas wondered how he lost her.
Jas said, "Get up." He hated it when she talked to him with a pleasing tone. The more she acted like this, the more it suggested that she was afraid of him.
Jas didn't want Jessica to be scared of high.
Jessica shook her head, saying, "Master, will you let go?"
Jas, hearing Jessica called him master again, grabbed her arms and suddenly pulled her up, saying, "Who told you to call the master?"
Although Jessica got up and could see his face, she still bent over if she looked up. She was really afraid of him and wouldn't look at him.
Jas pinched her chin with the index finger and thumb, forcing her to look up at him.
They were so close, but Jessica still couldn't focus on his face. His face wasn't in her eyes.
Jessica answered, "The maids told to call you, master."
Jas felt his heart was ripped apart, seeing how trembled Jessica was. He got off her and suddenly put her in his arms gently. Then he pressed the bell next to the bed, saying, "Ask the two maids to co here."
A few minutes later, the two maids ca in with flirting looks.
They thought Jas asked them for sothing else. But seeing how he held Jessica in his arms, they had bad feelings at once. They couldn't help getting flustered.
Jas roared, "Kneel!"
He has tried to keep his voice at the lowest volu in case Jessica was frightened. But things went the opposite as he wished. Jessica was shocked and shrunk in his arms. She got so stiff as a statue.
The two maids were in such a shock that they knelt imdiately.
Jas ordered, "Slap each other on the face until I tell you to stop."
The two maids' looks changed. They reached out their hands to start slapping each other.
They slapped each other one ti after another and each ti harder than before. After all, they weren't slapping their own faces, so they were dedicated to it. They were trying to know who had greater strength through the slapping contest, and the slappings sound raised one after another.
They didn't know how many rounds they went. But both their faces were red and swollen when they looked at each other with dissatisfaction and hate.
Jas asked, "Do you know why I order you to do so?"
They answered, "It's our fault."
Jas asked, "How so?"
No matter how bad they were at reading the room, they knew Jas was never closer to any woman, not even Erin Darling.
So they answered with a crying voice, "We didn't serve Miss Clifford right."
Jas asked, "Do you tell her to call the master?"
One maid froze. She only told Jessica so because it was funny. And she felt good. But who knew Jas was so bothered.
What spells did Jessica cast on Jas and made him punish them over a na? They wondered.
Although they didn't want to admit failure, they had to apologize in front of Jas.
They said, "We won't do so anymore."
Jas said, "Get out!"
The two maids left backward with heads bending over. There were two figures close to each other left in the room.
The curtain in front of the window from afar was blown. The image Jas and Jessica stood together, looked like a painting.
Actually, Jessica was in Jas's hugs, not willingly. She didn't know how long they stood there, but she felt it was the limit of her patience.
Jessica moved around and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Moore, do you spend a lot to buy from the black market as your sex slave? I'll pay you back as long as you let go."
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