Betsy Russell, adorned in her gala dress, was fastening her earrings in front of the mirror. Seeing her radiant reflection, she curve her lips into a small smile.
She accidentally caught a glimpse of Jared Hughes, donned in a suit, sitting not far away. She chuckled, saying, "Vice President Lee is a tough nut with a soft heart. I'm guessing he couldn't stand seeing you being bullied, so that's why he offered to help tonight!
Upon hearing her words, Jared Hughes rose from his seat and approached her. He stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist. In the reflection of the mirror, they appeared intimately close. His voice was husky and seductive, "And what about my darling?"
Jared paused, before continuing, "Where is the soft spot of my darling?"
He leaned down to her lips and gave it a soft peck, "Is it your lips that are soft..."
His slender fingers were tracing down her neck, stopping at her chest. He asked tenderly, "Or is it your heart?"
