Life at the Top

Jasper turned to look at her. Celine chuckled and pulled out a 100 US dollar banknote and waved it. “Look, the city’s owner.”

Stunned for a moment, Jasper then laughed aloud. “You’re right. So very right.”

“I want to own this US banknote of yours,” Jasper suddenly spoke after he finished laughing.

Celine’s smile vanished after he finished speaking and she stared intently at him, to the point where Jasper felt his hair rise out of caution.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jasper asked.

Celine did not respond, but she stood and walked over to Jasper.

Jasper sat on his single sofa with Celine standing before him.

The wind continued to howl on the rooftop but it could not dissipate the warming tension between the man and the woman.

Jasper’s shoulder so he would not get up and then turned around

a sudden, there was a woman in his

gentle softness and shocking suppleness of the woman in his

Jasper asked, instinctively moving to

seemed to have anticipated that, for she pressed his shoulder down with one hand and looked up at Jasper. “Are you really willing to push

in place, and at the same time, he realized something. ‘How the f*ck

he returned, Celine then wrapped herself around him and got closer to him. Her red lips

have a girlfriend,” Jasper replied, trying his best

throwing me away?”

just about to apologize when he saw a sly expression on Celine’s face.

I don’t want to be with you anyway. What’s the point in doing all that? Marriage is a grave,” Celine

just about to speak when a slim and fair finger rested on his lips

anything, and

“Let’s keep drinking.”