Jilly walked into the nightclub where she knew he was waiting. It would always be her who came to him without having to be called directly.
"You think you can walk freely in this country and this specific town without anyone noticing?" Jilly's voice brought him to turn his head to the side. She leaned on the table before the chair while looking at him.
"Come sit down." Cayne patted the chair beside him, ignoring her previous question.
"Do you think you can order me around?" Jilly stared at him hard while raising an eyebrow.
"No." He replied honestly.
"But, I just hope that you will sit down and have a few drinks with me." He uttered his wish. He was sitting on a piece of thin ice himself, but he acted it naturally.
She was fuming while looking at him. But then, she realized something
