Chapter 162

Someone turned off the lights on this side, darkness isolated the hustle and bustle of the people around, leaving only the two of them panting, gasping quietly, and breathing hastily.

After a while, someone at the entertainment area won a card game and excitedly shouted.

Estelle was startled and abruptly stopped. Her face flushed, and she lowered her head to cover it up.

Jonathan held her waist, waiting for the urge within him to subside before deepening his voice, “Would you agree to such requests from other guests too?”

Estelle frowned, her voice hoarse with annoyance, “I’m not a prostitute.”

“What are you doing here then?” Anger laced the man’s voice, “Do you really think being a waitress can keep you safe? Ask the girls you work with what kind of relationships they have with the clients in the private rooms they’re in charge of!”

Estelle had already figured it out these past two days. For example, Melody and Garrison were involved in a murky relationship. Although those girls weren’t prostitutes, but they would earn some extra money when dealing with generous customers.

She blinked, calming down, “I will protect myself!”

her chin, “Do you think you can protect yourself just because you are good at fighting?

calm and

job here and tutor Henson. I’ll pay you triple

but laugh, “Making Henson take lessons over summer break?

wanted

only work in here for the summer break, and then

quit now!” The man’s

“Why should I listen to you? We’re

his eyes, “Who told you it’s over? Did I agree? Agreements are mutual, if I didn’t agree, then

at him angrily, but the man just chuckled and lowered his head to kiss her.

not your pet. We decided that we need each other, and that’s an equal relationship.”

his hand gripping her chin tightened, his voice low, “You said

frowned, not understanding.

need me?” The man gazed at her unblinkingly, speaking slowly, “I’m always the one to come to you, you’ve never taken the initiative to meet me. If you need me, even if I’m on the edge of the world, I’ll fly back to

face flushing, she couldn’t tell if she was more embarrassed or

man lowered his head slowly, his eyes becoming gentle, his voice soft, “Can we stop fighting? Let’s make up.”

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