Xavier admired his wife as she majestically walked toward him, taking her time to deliberately seduce him.
The rod between his thighs told him how much he missed her body, but the anger buried deep in him restrained his actions.
He knew she had come to seduce him—and of course, he was more than willing to fall into her trap.
Jade didn’t sit on the chair provided for her. Instead, she sat on the edge of the table right in front of Xavier, wasting no time in showcasing her bare thigh.
“All I see is wine. Where’s the fun?” she said, placing her leg on his thigh, careful not to touch him with her heels. “We are all alone,” she continued when she noticed none of his men were around. “What can that mouth do?”
She lifted her other leg onto his chest and leaned back on the table, pushing the
