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.

her arm on Jasper’s shoulder so he would not get up and then turned around to plop herself on

of a sudden, there was a woman in his

the gentle softness and shocking suppleness of the woman in

Jasper asked, instinctively moving to push

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

instantly froze in place, and at the same time, he realized something.

he returned, Celine then wrapped herself around

Jasper replied, trying his best to keep his mind

throwing me away?” Celine asked

he saw a sly expression on Celine’s face. He realized

I don’t want to be with you anyway. What’s the point in doing all that?

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

anything,

“Let’s keep drinking.”