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?”

on the table. “She’s

Draco smiled lustfully. “Could it be that you brought her

take her if

took a long puff on his cigar and thrust it into the ashtray.” Hah! There’s only one thing 1, Draco Godfrey, am not afraid of-and that’s death! C’mere,

appearance, Josephine naturally refused. She curled

You can’t believe anything that comes out of Kiran’s mouth. Look

Everyone else laughed.

looked as though a slap would send her flying. He asked Kiran, “President Kiran, are you willing to

answered, “I told you, you can

“For real?”

don’t you try?”

Josephine right away. He grabbed her arm

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

Kiran was unfeeling.

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

fell.

instantly sprung up and attempted to flee, but Draco hugged her around the waist, pulled her toward him, and forced her to sit on his

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

However, she didn’t utter a sound. He sensed something off and asked, “A mute?”

impassively. “Isn’t

the more

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

sitting on the lap of a lion.

don’t wreck

He swiveled Josephine around on his lap and slapped

her lip, tears rolling down her cheeks out

really a mute!” Draco was incredulous. He

gentle. He exerted three-quarters of his force, and Josephine couldn’t

with a sob, but it was enough to

satisfied. “There you go. You can speak.”

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

pinched her cheeks with his humongous hands and requested, “Lil’ missy, join me for a

a glass of wine from the table for Josephine.

her head. She wouldn’t

forced the wine into her mouth,

could only grit her

force of his fingers, and Josephine’s jaws relaxed due

the strong liquor into her mouth. Josephine

spilled out her mouth and streamed down her chin, neck, and beneath her shirt.

helplessly attractive to most men; gorgeous women more

wine spilled all over Josephine’s

wet.