Chapter 44

Over the past year, Caleb's affectionate gestures had often led Yasmin to mistakenly believe that they were truly close. They had made her believe they were just like any ordinary couple, growing from enamored lovers into inseparable partners. But each time, these gestures would just mark the start of a sexual encounter. A heated kiss mixed with the scent of alcohol covered her lips. It carried an intense possessiveness and overwhelming hunger as if trying to devour her whole. Yasmin gasped for air as a flurry of kisses trailed down her body. She suddenly asked, "Caleb, is this card your payment for the night?" Caleb's fingers came to an abrupt stop on her smooth thigh. His expression hardened, and the air around them instantly turned cold. "I don't need it." Yasmin handed him the card. However, Caleb refused to take it, so she turned and placed it on top of the bedside table. As soon as she turned her head, she immediately noticed a bouquet of firebird roses on the table. The