Chapter 55

Jasper’s eyes were as dark as night, deep and mysterious as the abyss. The white smoke around his face was like the cold frost, and Willow unconsciously shuddered at the sight. When he didn’t take the card, Willow leaned forward to put it in his hand. “Don’t worry, I didn’t take a single cent extra aside from the twenty thousand for the wine.” The collar of her dress was really deep, so when she bent forward… Jasper’s throat subconsciously tightened. Her hand felt soft and slightly cold when she touched his. The sensation felt familiar to him. This fleeting touch left Jasper’s thoughts and emotions in a mess. His eyes darkened. He silently cursed himself for getting riled up because of her. To think a casual touch of hers could stir up the blood in his body. This damned woman kept seducing him. Willow was about to get up after giving him his card when he suddenly caught her wrist. His calloused palm gripped her firmly, and with a tug, she fell into his lap. His th