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?”

glass on the table. “She’s someone else’s.”

it be that you brought her for

can take her

and thrust it into the ashtray.” Hah! There’s only one thing 1, Draco Godfrey, am not

Josephine naturally refused. She curled up beside Kiran and tightly clutched

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

Everyone else laughed.

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

told you, you can

“For real?”

don’t you

Josephine right away. He grabbed her arm and

on to Kiran’s arm, refusing to let go. She shook her

Kiran was unfeeling.

with ease. Stumbling, he dragged her to Draco, shoved her on

fell.

to flee, but Draco hugged her around the waist, pulled her toward him, and forced her to sit

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

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

his wine impassively. “Isn’t that

negligent. In fact, the more she struggled, the more she resembled a wild kitten

face was the definition of “palm-sized” under comparison; Draco could easily suffocate her with

like a kitten sitting on the lap of a lion.

wreck her.”

around on his lap and

tears rolling down her

incredulous. He pinched the flesh on her

his force, and Josephine couldn’t resist crying out

voice was soft and came with a sob, but it was

was satisfied. “There you go. You

like a toy in his hands, subject to his whims.

with his humongous hands and requested, “Lil’ missy, join

picked up a glass

her head. She

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

could only grit her teeth.

behavior. He increased the force of his

the strong liquor into her mouth. Josephine coughed and

her mouth and streamed down her chin, neck, and beneath

helplessly attractive to most

on her, wine spilled

wet.