My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 95

Jasper's throat tightened. He caught ahold of her wrist, and pulled her against himself. His breath was hot and heavy upon her ear: "Throwing yourself onto me, by accident? What a classic routine." Hot air blasted against her skin, and a violent shiver ran all the way through her body.

Sensing the danger in her situation, she stammered, "Mr. Hughes, it's not what you think..."

"You came right up to my desk while I was seated here. You knew exactly what you were doing," Jasper murmured in that deep, commanding voice of his. With powerful fingers, he seized a firm grip of her waist. Willow flushed hard, turning red all the way to her ears. "Mr. Hughes... we can't do this..."

"But what do you mean? What do you think we're doing?" Jasper's voice played havoc on her nerves.

His lips clamped gently upon one of her ears.

Alarm bells sounded all throughout Willow's mind. She wrenched her hand free of his grip, and turned to flee... but one strong arm held her securely in place, so that she couldn't even rise from his lap.

With one finger from his other hand, he lifted up her chin, and leaned in for a kiss...

Someone knocked twice on the door, and then Edith burst into the room without waiting for an answer. "Mr. Hughes, I left my handphone behind..."

Jasper,

contrast to her panicked agitation, Jasper was just calmly rolling up

walked over to pick up her phone from the floor. It must have been a stray touch that caused it to be playing that video again, taken from inside the lift earlier. At the moment, Tamara's voice

to the door,

to have left her

watched the video too, and found out about the rumors! Seeing Willow's reaction, Edith stopped the playback, acting as though she'd only let it

Jasper, the secretary left

past Willow, Edith gave her a look cold

there. He'd only just rejected her, the day before. If she started voicing opinions about his private affairs,

worked hard to become his personal aide, so that she could be this close to him every day...

would run into each other much less often... and before long, they'd become

everything to her.

this position, no matter what. She

needed to

like she

quietly, ar