Instead of helping her up, he swept Wren straight into his arms in a bridal carry.
Wren wrapped her arms around his neck instinctively, pressed her face into the crook of his neck, and gritted her teeth to steady her emotions, forcing down the agonizing pain that wracked her entire body.
Jasper felt the dampness against his neck, but he didn't call her out on it; he simply acted as if he noticed nothing. His gaze snapped to the nearby waiter who'd been watching the scene.
"A woman gets hurt in your hotel, and you can't even bring a towel?"
The waiter's heart jumped at his sharp, menacing glare, and instinctively answered, "Ah... r-right away, I'll get one!"
When Theo heard that Jasper had insulted him in front of everyone, his anger burned hotter than his lust, and he arrived in minut
