Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Having lived for more than 20 years, this was Jay’s first time encountering such a situation that had rendered him speechless. Despite there being half a dozen guards, none of them managed to pull Maisy away from Jay.
After half a minute, Jay suddenly laughed. “Stop it. I’ll take her.”
For a second, the rest of the guards froze as if they were turned into stones. Maisy had the same reaction as well. She raised her head to look at the man in utter shock, but all she could see was his chiseled jaw. She could not read what the man was thinking or what his expression was like. However, she did know that at least, for the moment, she was safe.
“I don’t need to teach you guys what to tell Jordan, right?” Jay coldly asked.
Jordan Harvey was the boss of the Aphrodite Club. All the guards had to do was tell their boss that the esteemed Mr. Ceasar had mentioned that he wanted Maisy, not just for the night but her whole person, and Jordan would’ve understood.
As the most important member of the club, Jay was more like the king of the place than Jordan. The authority that the former possessed was much more than that.
“As you wish!” The leader of the guards nodded. “Have a pleasant night, Mr. Ceasar!”
The leader led the rest of the guards back into the club as if they were running away. However, just a few steps in, Jay suddenly stopped them. “Hey! Carry her back to my car. She’s heavy!”
Maisy had suddenly fainted. She was mentally drained after being in a tense state for a long period of time. The moment she heard that the man was going to save her, the sudden relief made her lose her consciousness. Perhaps because she was washed by a pressure washer, or perhaps because she was wearing a thin half-transparent nightgown the whole night, but she got sick after that.
The fever lasted for three days. Maisy would wake up from time to time, but the fever made her question if she was either dreaming or not. All she knew was that she was taken somewhere else, somewhere safe. Throughout the three days, she heard a lot of people talking next to her. She even dreamed of her grandfather. Everything was such a blur that she had no idea what was real and what was not.
At midnight on the third day, she finally fully regained her consciousness. Her body was covered in sweat. She felt so sticky that she was dying for a shower. She pulled the sheet to one side and got out of bed. Since the room was completely dark, all she could do was slowly move across the room looking for the switch. She jabbed her toes into the leg of a table, causing her to scream in pain.
The lights in the room suddenly turned on. Since Maisy’s eyes were accustomed to the dark, the sudden brightness forced her to close her eyes. She then clearly heard footsteps approaching her after that.
“Heck! And I thought there was a burglar or something,” Jay scoffed.
Completely confused by the situation, Maisy slowly opened her eyes. She saw a tall man standing in front of her while crossing his arms. The man was dressed in casual clothes, and his handsome face was twisted with a deep frown. The man stared straight into her eyes as if she really was a burglar who had invaded his home and interrupted his sleep.
“You…” Maisy tried to speak but she had trouble finding her voice. The man in front of her was extremely good-looking, to the point where she felt pressure from looking at him and had to look away. She also noticed that the man had a bad temper and was afraid that he might yell at her.
She tried to search her memory. No matter how hard she tried to remember, she couldn’t recall anything about the man. All she remembered was that she was taken away from the Aphrodite Club, but the man who had taken her had a gold mask on and wore an expensive-looking suit. The man had an aura like a king, which made people afraid to approach him. That man was different from the man who was right in front of her, but she wasn’t sure about it.
“What?” Jay raised a brow and stared at Maisy’s shirt, which had turned transparent as it was drenched in her sweat. “Well, would you look at that? Are you trying to seduce me even when you are sick?”
Maisy blushed. Before she could even explain, the man walked up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist.
As their bodies were built differently, Maisy felt as if she was being held down by an iron rod. She tried to struggle but couldn’t move. When she stopped moving, the first thing she sensed was the sweet and woody aroma coming from the man..