NovelUSAJacques glared at her. "I'm not interested in things that fall into my lap."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe words struck a sore spot in Jayla. She felt as if her pride had been hurled onto the ground and shattered like glass.
Shand rage, among many other emotions, flooded her brain, and she wanted nothing more than to choke the bastard out.
Jacques smirked at the look on her face. "I guess it's notpletely impossible for you to get into the banquet."
Jayla lit up with hope, an overwhelming desperation that instantly displaced all her shas she stared at him hungrily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Strip, and put on a show for me," Jacques said, taking a sip of his wine.
Jayla gritted her teeth, taking everything off her as she stood in front of Jacques smoldering at him. "What kind of show do you like,
Mister Jacques?"
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