The Celibate Tycoon Has Fallen-Chapter 58: You Want to See Me Naked

"Young Master," Yelena Hughes quickly added, "What a coincidence."

Jasper Yale examined her face. Clearly, she had drunk too much; her drunkenness was evident. "Who did you come with?"

"Colleagues."

Jasper thought of Dean Holloway’s chubby image; she was quite a player, coming to this kind of place with male colleagues.

There was a bunch of people standing behind Jasper, and all their eyes were on Yelena.

When Young Master Yale was around, he was always the center of attention. To others, she was just a distraction.

Yelena stepped aside, "I have something urgent..."

Jasper noticed her deliberate attempt to distance herself. This woman was too lazy to even feign enthusiasm now.

He walked away without a word.

Hailey Jenkins was the last one to pass by, and as she did, she casually said to Yelena, "Young Master is at The Meridian."

Those three words etched themselves in Yelena’s mind.

Why did he specifically tell her this? She wasn’t going to seek him out.

Yelena struggled to find the restroom, washed her face, but got lost on her way back. Every private room seemed identical.

The aftereffects of the whiskey were strong, and a server noticed her walking unsteadily.

"Miss, which private room are you from?"

Yelena blurted out, "The Meridian."

That was what it was called, right? Anyway, that name was stuck in her head.

The server led her there, knocked lightly on the door, and then opened it.

Yelena glanced in and saw Jasper sitting in the most conspicuous spot, his coat off, and his black shirt partly unbuttoned.

Beside him was a scantily clad woman, almost sitting on his lap.

"Oh, a little vixen has arrived," someone jeered.

Hailey glanced at the woman, who reluctantly made space.

Yelena sobered quickly; the meaning was clear. If she dared turn and leave now, Young Master Yale would surely have her killed here.

Jasper leaned back, his collarbone exposed, his eyes unashamedly fixing on her.

His sheer, brazen allure made Yelena’s heart tremble.

"I actually..."

She wanted to slap herself, honestly, "I actually came to the wrong room."

The last words were so soft she doubted Jasper could hear them.

Hailey greeted her like an old friend, "Miss Hughes, do I need to personally invite you?"

Yelena nervously walked in and sat next to Jasper. Almost immediately, his hand reached over.

It was almost blatant and shameless; his fingers ventured under the hem of her dress.

Yelena quickly pressed down on his hand through her clothes, turning her head she found Jasper extremely close.

"Young Master!"

His gaze was somewhat harsh, "What is it?"

Yelena couldn’t very well tell him to remove his paw, "There are so many people here."

The two had shared several nights, and furthermore, Jasper disliked turning off the lights. Yelena understood all too well the implications in his eyes.

Her hand firmly covered his, refusing to budge.

The desire from the depths of Jasper’s eyes receded quickly, replaced by a clear and daunting look.

"Have a drink."

Yelena shook her head hastily. If she drank anymore, she might not make it out alive.

"Then let’s play a little game."

Yelena didn’t dare refuse him again, "Alright."

The burning hand on her waist temporarily withdrew, and Jasper rolled up a sleeve, with a bottle lying across the coffee table.

The man flicked his long index finger at the bottle’s neck, causing it to spin twice on the table, the neck facing straight at Yelena.

One glance from Jasper, and he told her the game’s rules, "The loser has to take off clothing."

"I didn’t bet with you."

Cold sweat began to form on Yelena’s back; she didn’t have many clothes on to spare.

Jasper picked up the bottle, squinting at her with a chilling gaze.

His thumb traced suggestively around the bottle’s neck, the movements provocatively teasing. Yelena pressed her legs closely together.

"Miss Hughes won’t abide by the rules?"

She removed her jacket to reveal a tightly fitting undershirt beneath, accentuating her figure.

Yelena watched as Jasper was about to place the bottle back, "Young Master, let me spin; I want to play too."

She crouched down, fearing Jasper’s prowess, that every spin would land on her...

"Alright." Jasper gave her the opportunity.

Yelena mimicked Jasper’s style, using her finger to flick the bottle nervously, watching the bottle’s spin slow until it settled.

Yelena suddenly felt she had the courage of a bear.

"Young Master, I didn’t mean it like that..."

Jasper’s face was unreadable, but someone beside them piped up, "Young Master, you could remove your watch."

"Right, right," Yelena quickly agreed, "anything on your body counts."

Just as she finished speaking, she watched Jasper begin unbuttoning, revealing his chest as he threw his shirt aside.

"What’s wrong? Afraid to continue?"

Yelena was caught between a rock and a hard place, praying heaven would help direct the bottle towards someone else!

In the next moment.

The bottle’s sweep across the table made an ambiguous grinding sound, and Jasper soon saw it pointing towards him again.

Alright, unless this woman sees him stripped bare tonight, she won’t stop.

Yelena wished she could disappear; Jasper’s hand reached for his belt, and with a snap, the belt came off.

She backed down, "Young Master, my luck isn’t good tonight, let’s not play?"

"Fine, I’ve got the luck, I’ll spin," Jasper said, reaching for the bottle.

Yelena clung to the bottle, refusing to let go, determined, believing fate in her hands was surely more reliable.

She wondered if the gods favored her, as Jasper was caught once again.

The joking crowd fell silent, Jasper’s voice calm, "Do you all want to watch?"

Hailey gestured the crowd to exit, "I’ve arranged the next room, let’s move there."

Understanding the cue, they streamed out quickly, and Yelena saw the private room door about to shut, scrambling to her feet to run out.

Her waistband was grabbed, causing her to fall back onto Jasper’s lap.

He wrapped an arm around her slim waist, asking, "So soon? You can’t stand it already?"

"Young Master, I just walked into the wrong room earlier. I was playing for the first time, I didn’t know the bottle kept getting at me."

"You want to see me stripped. It’s that simple, no need for excuses."

"I don’t dare!" Yelena truly didn’t have such thoughts.

"No courage for it, means you want it badly?"

Yelena fell into the trap, "I came with company colleagues, they’re surely looking for me now."

Jasper held her chin, turning her face towards him, "I don’t like playing hard to get. It’s not the first time, why so coy?"

With this time, you could have done it already.

"The beauty next to you earlier was stunning, quite charming; compared to her, I’m just a weed." Yelena almost said, go find her instead.

Jasper’s eyes had a hint of a smile, "Yes, you’re good grass."

Yelena’s face turned pale, that word was spoken by Jasper in the fourth tone.