"Jasmine Yale, are you fucking degrading yourself?" Sylvan Cheney's eyes were red, like a lion, staring down at Jasmine Yale.
He yelled at her, and she laughed in response, her laugh both charming and alluring.
"Why not, you know as well as I do, the best way to start forgetting someone is… one night stand, one, night, affair." Jasmine Yale enunciated each word slowly, her slightly swollen eyes blinking gently.
"You dare."
"Really, Mr. Cheney, I dare."
Sylvan Cheney suddenly became scared, he was most afraid of Jasmine Yale when she was calm like this.
The calmer she was, the more it meant she was not joking.
Her calmness carried seriousness, and within that seriousness, desperation, making her, Jasmine Yale, the most courageous to do things she had never done.
Across the ocean in Cakago, he couldn't control her.
Sylvan Cheney became agitated, a fire building in his chest, growing fiercer and fiercer, he clenched his fists instinctively.
