Chapter 1103

“Anytime, anywhere—if I want to take her, I can,” Andrew said coolly. “For example… right now.”

As Davon stared with envy, practically drooling with jealousy, Andrew turned to Aspen and said, “Come here. Kiss me.”

Aspen blinked like she misheard him and asked in disbelief, “What did you just say?”

“I said come here and kiss me,” Andrew repeated, his expression unreadable.

Aspen’s face flushed a deep red from her neck to her ears as she snapped, “Andrew, you bastard! How could you ask me to do something like that in front of others? Have you lost your mind?”

She honestly started to wonder if Andrew had lost it. Just moments ago, he said he had no interest in touching her, and now he wanted her to kiss him in front of a disgusting creep Davon.

What kind of twisted taste did this demon have?

Andrew’s face turned cold. “Aspen, you better think very carefully. Are you going to follow my command, or not? Because you already know what happens if you refuse.”

Aspen’s face looked awful. She could tell this demon was pissed. Swallowing her disgust and forcing herself through the bizarre tension, she clicked forward in her heels and stopped in front of him. She told herself it was just like being bitten by a dog – get it over with.

With resentment and humiliation in her eyes, she leaned in, her red lips trembling as she kissed him on the mouth.

Davon stared in a daze, his eyes wide with lust as drool slipped from the corner of his mouth. ‘Damn, if only that gorgeous woman was kissing me instead… What a dream.’

Andrew slapped him across the head so hard that Davon dropped to the floor unconscious. He said, “Sexy scenes like that aren’t for free viewing, and you didn’t pay for the show.”

He casually straightened his clothes and added, “Let’s go.”

Aspen froze mid-step, trembling with shame and fury. She snapped, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

Andrew did not deny it. “Of course I did. As for the reason? You should know it well enough. Lately, you’ve been getting a little too full of yourself. So I had to remind you – who’s the master, and who’s the servant.”

Aspen stormed behind him, her long legs striding hard as she gritted out, “Don’t worry. As long as I don’t have the strength to fight back… I know exactly what I am. I’m the servant. You’re the master. But Andrew, the moment I have the power to stand against you – this game ends.”

Andrew chuckled darkly. “Relax. That day won’t come. Well, maybe in your next life.”

Aspen did not say a word, but the sound of her heels stomping against the hallway floor echoed with a vengeance.

Back at the hotel, as soon as they stepped through the door, Andrew barked, “Hold up. Don’t move.”

Aspen paused, confused for a moment, but then quickly caught on as her expression turned sharp.

Andrew did not say anything else as he swept through the room, checking every corner. His eyes darkened.

Aspen’s heart tightened. “Did someone already find where we’re staying?”

Andrew replied calmly, “The room looks untouched at first glance, but there are a few small details—definitely signs it’s been tampered with. But it seems like whoever it was left once they realized we weren’t here.”

Aspen’s voice grew tense. “Should we pack up and move again? With that bounty from the elite families on our heads, we don’t even know what kind of assassins they’ll send.”

Andrew snorted. “Before we move, I’m paying Christina’s family a little visit.”

Aspen let out a cold laugh too. It was obvious now how their location had gotten out so fast—no doubt, Christina and her family were behind it.

After all, the night they checked in, they just so happened to run into that family of three – and now, the only suspects made perfect sense.