What Separates Me and You

Chapter 309 Can I Have a Go?

Josephine was still looking for Lewis.

However, Kiran grabbed her and got her to change into a weird outfit-a wooly short-sleeved cropped top, a pair of wooly white shorts, and a cap with rabbit ears.

Josephine looked into the mirror and felt like she had transformed into a rabbit.

“Let’s go.” Kiran pulled her along, taking the lead as they made their way out.

The cruise ship had already started moving, gliding slowly on the ocean surface toward the horizon.

Josephine followed Kiran through the crowd and corridors. They went up two floors to the topmost floor.

Guards stood sentinel, blocking Kiran and Josephine’s way as they approached.

Kiran pulled out a black card. The guard saw it and let him pass.

Josephine followed him upstairs with her head in the clouds.

The vibe on this floor was entirely different.

It wasn’t as sparkling as the level they were on; instead, it was dim and glum here.

The guests here wore all sorts of strange outfits. A random man who passed them by in a black. leather jacket had a tattoo spanning half of his face. He looked exceptionally daunting against the dim lighting.

Frightened, Josephine hugged Kiran’s arm.

Kiran calmly led her forward until they reached the hall in the middle.

Wisps of smoke enshrouded them as soon as they stepped in. Josephine felt nauseous from the mixture of various perfume scents entwined with smoke.

The hall comprised several tables where the crowd was. They were making bets, shaking the dice, or dancing.

There was also a bartender.

Josephine had seen similar scenes on the television before; they were probably in a casino.

Kiran led her past the gambling area to a booth in the corner.

“You’re here, President Kiran.”

A few people had taken their seats. The man in the lead was a beefy, muscular guy with a scar on his face, Draco Godfrey. He greeted Kiran smilingly with a cigar between his fingers.

Kiran straightened out his suit before taking his seat. “Why choose here, of all places?”

Draco laughed. “It’s good enough, isn’t it? It has everything we need.” As he spoke, Draco glanced at Josephine. “Why did you bring this young lady here? Is she your girlfriend?”

up a glass on the table. “She’s

Draco smiled lustfully. “Could it be

can take her if you

words provoked Draco. Draco took a long puff on his cigar and thrust it into the ashtray.” Hah! There’s only one thing 1, Draco Godfrey,

refused. She curled up beside Kiran

laughed. “Look at her! You can’t believe anything that comes out of Kiran’s mouth. Look how intimate she is to him! Someone else’s

Everyone else laughed.

his gaze fell on Josephine, who looked as though a slap would send her flying. He asked Kiran, “President Kiran, are you willing

you,

“For real?”

you try?”

Josephine right away. He grabbed her arm and dragged her

Kiran’s arm, refusing to

Kiran was unfeeling.

peeled off her fingers and lifted her with ease. Stumbling, he dragged her to Draco, shoved her on the sofa, and

fell.

attempted to flee, but Draco hugged her around the waist,

Josephine got a whiff of his odor, and her stomach was in

reddened eyes. However, she didn’t utter a sound. He sensed something

his wine impassively.

up with interest. Her struggles were negligent. In fact, the more she struggled, the more she resembled a wild

chin. Her face was the definition of “palm-sized” under

looked just like a kitten sitting

wreck

around on his lap and slapped her bottom.

bit her lip, tears rolling down her cheeks out of

a mute!” Draco was incredulous. He

his force, and Josephine couldn’t resist

soft and came with a sob,

satisfied. “There you go. You

flipped her around again. Josephine was like a toy in his hands,

with his humongous hands and

picked up a glass of

her head. She

the wine into her mouth, holding her face in a steadfast grip.

could only grit her

increased the force of his fingers, and Josephine’s jaws relaxed due to pain.

swiftly emptied the strong liquor into her mouth. Josephine coughed

mouth and streamed down her chin, neck, and beneath

to most men; gorgeous women more

forcing the entire glass on her, wine spilled all over Josephine’s face. Even her

wet.