Willow only noticed that Old Mr. Wyatt had collected a lot of famous paintings
once the place was cleaned up. The whole villa felt classy. She loved this place.
Jasper wrapped his arm around her waist. “Like these? If you don't, I can tear
them down and renovate the house again.”
Willow turned back quickly. “I love these. I love your parents’ tastes. You don’t
need to renovate it again.” Willow felt for him. This was the last piece of proof of
his family. She couldn't bear to have him renovate it again.
Jasper looked down at her and pulled her hair back. As he stared at her face, he
gulped, and something flickered in his eyes. He couldn't hold back whenever it
came to her-all the emotional control he learned in the organization would always
melt away, and he would show his desire in its full, uncontrollable form.
Sensing this, Willow felt her cheeks burn up, but she still mustered up her
courage to stand on her tiptoe and brush her lips across Jasper’s. She tried to
run away right after that.
Jasper wouldn't let that happen, of course. He grabbed her arm and tugged her
back. She fell into his embrace and bumped into his chest. Willow chuckled. Her
sweet, innocent look allured Jasper.
Jasper didn’t hold back anymore. Willow had been flirting with him too much. This
gave him an excuse to spoil her. Before Willow knew what was happening,
Jasper had already held her chin. She was enveloped by his scent, and as her
heart raced, she accepted his passionate kiss.
When Willow got a little dizzy from the kiss, Jasper picked her up and carried her
in his arms. Willow buried her head in his chest, her heart fluttering like a
butterfly. She often wondered if she was Jaspers first girlfriend. He was a great
kisser, after all.
While she was immersed in her thoughts, Jasper pushed her down. Since she
didn’t know where to place her hands, Jasper took charge and held them above
her head. It was exciting for Willow. It felt like she was under his control -
suffocating but thrilling.
With nowhere to go, Willow succumbed to her hunter, and they fell into the pits of
pleasure.
A slender figure came out of Averna’s airport with a suitcase in tow. A middle-
aged woman was the one welcoming her. She came over and said, “Hello, miss.”
“It's been a while, Mrs. Hetna.” Shirley came ahead, smiling.
“It's been a while. Your grandmother is waiting for you at home. I'll take your
luggage.”
“Just call me Shirley,” Shirley said. She walked out of the airport and took a
breath of the crisp air. “Feels good to be home.” A smug gaze filled her eyes as
she thought of how she had successfully fooled her dad. She could stay here for
three months and finish her internship in peace.
She got into the car and held up her phone to check something. A photo of a man
was shown on her screen. He was in a typical suit, his gaze filled with
decisiveness. It felt like he was a godfather-alone, yet powerful.
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