She was still dressed the sa.
Straps digging into her shoulders, collarbones prominent, and shorts that barely covered her thighs.
Both fiery and tantalizing.
Yelena Hughes walked in, Jasper Yale’s gaze made her feel uncomfortable all over.
"Young master, would you like so drinks?"
"My head hurts a bit, give a massage."
Yelena Hughes stood still, "Sorry, that’s not my expertise."
Jasper Yale noticed the red mark on her face, left by Shawn Thorne’s fierce grip earlier.
He acted nonchalant, his gaze moving from her face down to her legs.
"In that case, do sothing you’re good at."
"Then I’ll get you so wine, young master."
Jasper Yale lowered his fingers to his neck, unbuttoning two buttons, feeling it wasn’t enough, he undid the third one.
"Aren’t you good at laughing in the arms of n? Co on, laugh for ."
Yelena Hughes tightened her expression, she realized Jasper Yale was in a bad mood tonight.
She didn’t want to be the one caught in the crossfire, so she tried to give a slight smile.
"How much is that smile worth? Try again."
Yelena Hughes couldn’t even pretend anymore, "Young master, don’t mock ."
"Aren’t the people here ant to entertain others?"
Yelena Hughes stayed silent, sitting beside Jasper Yale, Shawn Thorne’s fingers inadvertently brushed against her lips earlier, leaving a faint lipstick mark on her face.
Jasper Yale noticed it, "Kissed soone already?"
Yelena Hughes heard this and quickly wiped her mouth.
The lipstick sared further across her face, and Jasper Yale held her wrist, thin, just a handful of bones.
"Did Shawn Thorne kiss you?"
"No." Yelena Hughes thought of Hailey Jenkins’ words just now, "Master Thorne initially wouldn’t let go, but Hailey Jenkins seed to have a way."
"Hmm." Jasper Yale didn’t seem interested in this topic.
Yelena Hughes probed, "He said the Thorne Family has a big move coming, what does that an?"
Jasper Yale leaned closer, his breath lightly brushing Yelena Hughes’ face, "Why are you so concerned about him?"
"I’m just asking casually." Many things she can’t necessarily find out, but Jasper Yale is in that circle, at the top of the pyramid, he surely knows.
"Young master, Shawn Thorne said he wants to follow him, and I’ll live the good life, but I don’t want to, I’m scared he might go after ."
Watching Jasper Yale so closely, Yelena Hughes saw his eyelids move, "What did he see in you?"
"I don’t know, maybe... he wants to wear a cheongsam for him?"
Yelena Hughes blinked, looking sowhat innocent, "When I heard the Thorne Family has a big move, I got scared, really scared that Master Thorne would beco all-powerful and co for with force, I truly can’t handle it."
Jasper Yale felt these words were not sothing Yelena Hughes could co up with.
But what exactly was she plotting in her mind? He couldn’t guess at the mont.
"If there’s sothing to be afraid of, it won’t be you," Jasper Yale raised a hand and pointed upward, "Mr. Thorne is looking to climb higher, at a critical mont to ascend a level. Shawn Thorne wouldn’t ruin the entire Thorne Family for soone like you."
Almost saying, "What are you?"
Is it worth it for Shawn Thorne to take such a big risk?
Yelena Hughes pretended to pat her chest, "That’s reassuring, I’m relieved."
So, the Thorne Family can’t afford any trouble right now, she understood.
Next door in the suite, Shawn Thorne was drinking, looking at the phone on the coffee table.
In fact, he was sowhat hesitant.
But Jasper Yale’s one word took her away, and he couldn’t swallow his pride.
Shawn Thorne picked up the phone and dialed a number, speaking to the person on the other end, "Send her over."
...
Jasper Yale checked the ti, it was early.
Yelena Hughes thought he was eager to leave, "Young master, shall I see you out?"
The man’s sinister gaze struck her face, "Who said I was leaving?"
He simply didn’t want to go back and see Nancy Alden, planning to leave after she fell asleep.
Yelena Hughes stayed by his side, uncertain of what to do.
Jasper Yale lazily leaned there, turning his face, radiating a kind of sensual energy.
Though cold on the surface, when that sense of desire surged up, it happened that Yelena Hughes could see it.
"Dance for ."
Yelena Hughes’ back stiffened, "I... can’t."
"Just like you did at Aaron Payne’s birthday party, just twist."
He’s the boss tonight, if he’s really dissatisfied, one complaint would be enough to make Yelena Hughes suffer.
She stood up, intending to move to the opposite side, but Jasper Yale called her back.
"Right here."
Right in front of him, right under his nose.
Yelena Hughes felt very unnatural, she really couldn’t dance, but every girl at The Sovereign Club had received training. At least at guests’ birthdays, they all knew how to dance.
Yelena Hughes twisted her waist, then her legs, the straps were so tight that any little movent would cause them to ride up.
A strip of her small waist erged, Jasper Yale wanted to reach his hand inside, palm brushing against her ribs on both sides, then gathering at the front of Yelena Hughes.
Thinking this, he did exactly that.
Jasper Yale pulled Yelena Hughes onto his lap, she felt like sitting on a searing hot seat, wanting to stand up.
Jasper Yale’s arm encircled her waist, "You’ve been here more than a day or two, haven’t sat on other n’s laps?"
"Right, haven’t."
"Who’d believe that?"
"Young master, I’m just a bar companion."
She tried to stand up but Jasper Yale pressed her onto the leg, "So, is this a separate charge?"
Their bodies entwined, Yelena Hughes was clearly at the disadvantage, dressed thinly, anywhere Jasper Yale touched felt like scorching iron pressing on her.
The suite door wasn’t closed, soone outside walked straight in.
"Hello, this is your delivery."
Yelena Hughes heard the familiar voice, her whole body felt frozen.
Jasper Yale lifted his face from in front of her, gazing past her cheek, eyes filled with latent anger as he looked at the uninvited intruder.
The word ’leave’ hung in the air, unsaid.
Lindsay Walsh wore a rider’s outfit, carrying a cake, looking shocked upon seeing Jasper Yale.
"Yale?"
Yelena Hughes’ body involuntarily trembled, she shrank her shoulders, not daring to turn around.
Jasper Yale’s one hand still tucked into her strap.
Lindsay Walsh didn’t expect such chaos from him privately, but what could she do about others’ affairs?
She placed the cake on the coffee table, "This is what you ordered."
Clearly, either she delivered to the wrong place, or soone deliberately had her deliver here.
Jasper Yale felt the tremor of the woman in his arms, her stubbornness and hard temper, but most of all, she cared about family.
If Yelena Hughes was seen like this by her mother, she’d surely be devastated.
Jasper Yale pressed her head into his chest.
"Leave it, you can go now."
His face was cold, so Lindsay Walsh wouldn’t continue the conversation, Yelena Hughes trembled, forehead pressed tightly against his neck.
Leave, mom, please leave.
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