Late at night in Ocean County.
Snow fell gently from the sky.
The luxurious suite of the Sheraton Hotel was lit up, illuminating every corner of the room.
Mens suits and womens coats were casually thrown under the bed.
On the bed, the scene of the man and woman was enticing in a different way...
"Yara, you have to hurry up. We need to finish taking the photos and put the room card back into Lucass pocket, or were done for!" Linda Zheng, wearing a multi-pocketed vest and a ponytail, stood by the bed, holding a camera and urging Yara.
Yara replied helplessly, "Arent I cooperating?"
Linda, holding a DSLR camera, said, "Is this cooperation? Who... covers their chest with both hands?"
Seeing Yara couldnt let go, Linda, in a professional photographers humorous manner, teased the "model": "Get into it. Imagine, such a handsome guy is under you, and hes such an important figure. Youre making a profit."
Yara thought to herself, she had been clear about her intentions before coming, never thinking of setting any moral standards for herself. Now, shes being melodramatic for whom?
With this in mind, she cooperated with the camera...
"I wish I could, but I took the wrong medicine..."
The nervous sweat had dampened Yaras hair, and this effect, ironically, made people imagine it as a result of passion.
Linda continued to use teasing to distract Yara, but the photography work did not stop...
Her trembling lips approached the mans sexy thin lips, and with a slight gesture of her fingers, she signaled the photographer to press the shutter. Hearing the "click click click" sound, Yara knew another set of photos was completed.
"Hes lying there without any tools to commit the act!"
After speaking, Yara even pulled at her and the handsome mans pants that hadnt been taken off, feigning helplessness, indicating a willingness but an inability to proceed.
...
March in Ocean County entered the season of flying catkins.
The most upscale place to take a sauna in Ocean County is undoubtedly the "Kings Palace Sauna."
Wearing the uniform bathrobe for female guests, Yara sat down opposite Jason Zhao, who was dressed in a shirt and suit, and thought of a saying, "Civilians should not fight with officials!"
In front of the marble tea table was a laptop, and he lazily leaned back on the leather sofa, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, his face serious as he stared at the screen. His handsome features exuded a strong masculine aura, and his posture was very arrogant, making him look unapproachable.
But God also made him handsome. The black suit, with its high-quality tailoring that was hard to identify, made him look mature and domineering. It made his handsome face even more striking and sharp, making people gasp.
Although it had been three months, Yara was still apprehensive, but then she thought, what was there to fear? Now its this man who has a handle in her hand. Does the barefoot one still fear the one with shoes?
Yaras long hair was styled in lazy curls, making her look more mature than her actual age. Her posture was with her legs together, slightly diagonal, her hands appropriately placed on her thighs, her back straight, and she did not speak first, appearing very educated.
Jasons gaze moved from the computer screen to Yara, his lips curving into a slightly mocking smile. His voice was deep and mellow, with a teasing tone, "Miss Yun sits so demurely, it makes me think youre trying to leave a good impression on me."
Yara knew Jason had a heavy mind, so she had changed the sheets during the photo session and deliberately waited for three months.
Meeting at the sauna, her belongings were already stored, and he didnt have to worry about her being a threat to him.
And from the fact that Jason didnt change into the male guests bathrobe, it was clear that the higher-ups of this place had a close relationship with him.
However, there was no turning back now!