"Why don't you ask them? No woman in S City would ever turn me down!"

Mason pressed in closer to Rosalie, looking down at her. "You should be honored that I approached you. It's your fault for being such a prick! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're pretty! Don't forget, this is S City!"

Rosalie forced herself to calm down. She glanced at his backup and softened her stance. "I didn't mean to offend you. If you want to get to know me, Young Master Jones, just tell me. I'll be scared if you surround me with so many guys. I'm almost too scared to be your friend now."

Mason thought she had finally come around, so he turned back and gave his friends a look.

The others wisely left, but not before looking at Mason and Rosalie suggestively.

Now, the two of them were alone, standing off against each other.

Mason boldly checked out Rosalie's body, from head to toe.

Rosalie clenched her hands into fists and swallowed her displeasure. She forced a smile and secret