Jaxtyn walked up to Chelsea and grabbed her around the waist while holding her left hand in his. His hands-on her gave her a tingling sensation, it felt like something she has never witnessed before.
"Let go of me, you brute," Chelsea spat arrogantly at him.
Raising a brow, Jaxtyn didn't seem to understand why he deserves that name, especially when it was a normal caress from him with no strings attached to it.
"What? don't tell me an experienced lady as you are is afraid of a tiny touch from a man as me? please, at least, be credible," he said sarcastically.
Chelsea rolled her eyes, she didn't want anything to do with this man, and him insulting her professionalism is something she is not going to talk it lightly.
"Wow! what does my job has to do with accepting these little annoying caresses from you? please, I do not want to get offended, so don't try making me angry please," she mouthed her eyes spitting daggers.
