A Ruling Passion: Mr Tremont's Priceless Little Bride novel Chapter 232

Tiffany huffily pushed the glass of water to the man’s lips. “Drink up. I still have a bunch of chores to do and no time to chat. You’ve only asked me to clean your house and prepare your meals. You didn’t ask me to serve you. That requires a higher rate!”

Jackson emptied the glass and fished out a stack of banknotes from his wallet. “Sure… As high as you’d like. I have a tiny request. Sleep… with me. You can state the price.”

Tiffany was about to explode from this madness. “Jackson West, what did you just say?”

Jackson tugged his shirt button open and exposed his muscular chest. “Sleep with me…”

Unable to hold back, Tiffany pushed herself forward and slapped him. “Screw yourself! I’ll hit you to death if you continue to act like this!”

She did not actually land a harsh blow. Tiffany loved beautiful things. When Jackson tugged his shirt open, she nearly lost her composure. If Jackson weren’t so handsome, she would have beat him up until she incapacitated him! Because he was drunk, she did not mind him.

Jackson, who was slapped, suddenly turned stern and his gaze changed. Tiffany instantly regretted her previous action and cowered immediately. She heard somewhere that one should not hit the face, and especially not slap a man; it would be unlucky. But she could not stop her hand…

After a while of holding his gaze, Tiffany timidly said, “Uh… it wasn’t on purpose. Your loud mouth is to blame… Find yourself a hostess if you want to, don’t treat me like one of them. I’m going to continue cleaning.”

Just as she turned to leave, the back of her collar was suddenly grabbed and pulled backward. Losing her balance, Tiffany fell into Jackson’s embrace. His arms wrapped around her waist as both of them lay together in an intimate position.