“Please don’t turn me down because I’ll freeze to death if you do! Since we don’t always get the chance to hang out, it’s not too much to ask to have some wine together, right?”
“Alright then. You drive!” Janet was successfully persuaded. At the same time, she had a vague feeling that she had some unfinished business but she couldn’t remember what it was.
Just as Walter went to the parking lot to get his car, a pure black Maybach pulled up next to Janet. Coincidentally, Walter’s Rolls-Royce arrived too.
Janet stared at the two men who were getting down their cars at the same time. One of them was as warm as spring and the other as cold as winter. Suddenly, Janet froze. It was only then did she realize the reason behind that nagging feeling at the back of her mind. It turned out that she had forgotten to call Mason back… To her surprise, he paid her a visit directly not too long after she missed his calls.
At that exact moment, the two men walked over to Janet and asked each other in unison, “Who are you?”
Frowning his beautiful brows, Mason examined the man in front of him carefully. He quickly held onto Janet’s hand with his thick and large palm to show that she belonged to him. The moment he felt the coldness from her hand, his eyes blazed with fury. She must be freezing! At the same time, he wondered why she was suddenly with another man but he had no time to analyze the situation now. With his lips pursed, Mason spoke coldly, “I’m here to take my girlfriend home.”
Both Walter and Janet were left speechless. Janet’s wrist was starting to hurt as she was hauled away by Mason when she turned round and said to Walter, “Some other time then!” Truth be told, she was not too interested to go with Walter for a drink because the weather was too cold. Mason happened to appear at the right time, providing her with a perfect excuse to reject Walter’s invitation.
Stunned by the sudden change of events, Walter intended to say something to stop Janet from leaving but thought better of it when he noticed how briskly they walked away from him. He narrowed his beautiful eyes at the couple, a complex emotion churning in their depths.
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Inside Mason’s black Maybach, he switched on the heater with one hand and wrapped his other hand tightly around both her tiny and slender hands. Then, he draped his suit jacket over her shoulder and blew warm air at her hands with a concerned look. “Do you feel cold?”
Janet was lost in the moment and it was a long while before she startled. Tilting her head to glance at his suit jacket on her shoulder, she responded, “I’m fine.” She was not used to wearing clothes that belonged to others because their smell would linger and it would make things complicated.
Mason first stared at her pale face with pensive eyes before slowly moving his vision downward to her neck, noticing that the bite mark he left there had disappeared. He squinted his eyes dangerously, recalling the man who intended to ask her out just now. With that thought in mind, he had the sudden impulse to leave another bite mark on her fair and tender neck. That should be able to stop other men from eyeing her. But for some reason, he couldn’t make himself do it. His heart gave a lurch when he thought about the bloody wound he left on her neck the last time.
Staring at her with his brooding eyes, Mason spoke in a raspy voice with barely suppressed desire, “You’re wearing so little; aren’t you cold?”
Instead of answering him, Janet met his dark gaze with her cold eyes. After some time, she raised her brows at him, looking sly. “Since when am I your girlfriend?” she asked wryly.
Upon hearing, Mason pursed his lips in a self-deprecating manner. Several seconds later, he countered in a deep and sensual tone, “When are you going to say yes?”
Janet fell silent for several seconds before responding with amusement in her eyes, “Say yes? That’s out of the question after you bit me so hard last time.” She was still mad with Mason at the thought of that.
“Come here; feel free to bite me back.” His Adam’s apple bobbed as he crooked his finger at her.
Raising her brows, Janet’s eyes lit up with a barely noticeable trace of delight as she held his gaze for several seconds. Then, she moved her body closer to him, causing the scent that was unique to her to waft through in the air. She was suddenly in the mood for some mischief and felt like teasing this man.
