Life at the Top

There was a complicated yet addictive taste in his mouth.

The aroma of pure white wine was mixed with a hint of indescribable fragrance.

Jasper felt his body heat up as the fragrance and the aroma of the wine entered his throat from his mouth.

Jasper felt rather dizzy after drinking two more bottles of white wine in such a new method. All he knew was that the moment Celine got up, his heart felt empty along with the loss of weight on his lap.

He felt an urge to pull her back, to have her sit on his lap obediently and not go anywhere.

Then, Celine said something that caused Jasper’s head to snap up.

“What now, are you scared?”

Celine teased as she looked at Jasper with a shine in her eyes.

With that, Celine slightly leaned down to close the distance between them. Celine’s face was so close to Jasper’s that not even the harsh winds could dissipate the romantic air between them.

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pair of fair and soft arms fell on Jasper’s shoulders. Celine half knelt and half squatted before the man, asking her question in

or if it was something else, but he grabbed one of Celine’s snow-white and flexible arms. He flicked

Celine spoke and then pulled Jasper to his feet from the sofa. Leaning her chin on his shoulder, Celine spoke

cleared a

to speak again, seeing how the man had yet to make a move. “Are you a man or not? I’m going to hold this over your head for the rest of your life

is up to you

scoffed and taunted, “Come on, then! As if

‘Motherf*cker!’

a man and he had never once backed down in such a situation in

woman who was leaning

for you to regret

rooftop doors once he was done speaking and made a

and found a car waiting for them. There was a young woman sitting in the driver’s seat. She was most likely the assistant or driver