“You can’t have her, she is mine.” He glanced up from his food when he said that. His eyes twitched when he saw him staring at her. If he continued like this, it would soon be bloody.
Carlos returned his gaze at Alejandro. “And that was the first you’re saying that. You were never possessive of any girls.”
Alejandro said nothing but continued eating. Carlos chuckled and started eating also.
Jasira shifted uncomfortably from where she stood. They were talking about her like she was never there which made her uneasy.
And she was starting to hate this Carlos with how words ran from his mouth.
“Jasira,” Her head jerked toward Carlos immediately and she felt a bang in her heart when he beaconed to her.
She inhaled lowly before walking to him watching her steps.
“Yes.” She said with courtesy not knowing what to refer to him as.
He nodded at the salt.
“Sprink a bit on it.” Jasira was dazed for a moment. That was like thrusting her boobs in his face if she did that but nevertheless, she grabbed the small container and started doing it.
She halted immediately when his cold fingers placed on her open cleavage. She shivered when he rubbed them sensitively on her boobs.
“You got nice boobs babe, and I’m dying to touch it.” His voice vibrated as he rubbed her cleavage upward to her neck side.
Jasira felt her stomach rumbled. She slurped gulping back the vomit that threatened to leave her mouth. Her body shook when he slightly brushed her hair back from her neck so her neck would be visible.
“I wanted to grab your neck as I sucked on your boobs.” Her mouth went bittered tasting the vomit in her mouth.
“And kiss you till your lip is all red and swollen.” He added with a flirty smile as he rubbed his thumb on her lips.
“Carlos,” Alejandro growled out in warning. He hummed without turning to him as his eyes feasted on her cleavage.
“Did you want this to remain a friendly dinner?”
“Did you still love your fingers especially your thumb and forefinger ’cause I will make them so miserable that you will regret ever having them on her?” He said calmly twisting the steak knife between his fingers.
Jasira’s head snapped at him and was surprised that he had a menacing look that didn’t match his surprisedly calm voice.
“Hands off her.” He ordered coldly smacking the knife on the plate.
The hand caressing her dropped immediately. She felt her breath coming back to normal as she rose from her position.
The room was laced with a cold atmosphere. Goosebumps peppered her skin when she saw how Alejandro glared at her possessively.
His words were freshly in her head and she didn’t know when a blush found its way to her cheek. He defended her.
“Geez Alejandro, I knew she was off-limit now. And I still love my fingers.” Carlos joked to ease the cold atmosphere.
“Glad you knew.” Alejandro’s voice was the opposite of soft.
Carlos chuckled and changed the topics. Going from the range of cars to drugs. The purpose of the dinner.
When they were eventually done, he left with a friendly shake which irritated Alejandro.
The bastard had entered his blacklist without knowing. His eyes snapped back to Jasira who shivered under his cold possessive gaze.
“Jasira, to my side.”