Good Girl Gone Bad
“What a new beauty you've got. Do you mind if I take a look?”
Zeus's face remained calm as he responded, “And what a uselessly excessive amount of interest you have in what is mine, Jester.”
Jester's laugh was cold. “Always so possessive. But you know, in this game, nothing's truly yours unless you fight for it.”
The tension crackled like electricity. Zeus stood slowly, his chair scraping back. “Do you want to test that?”
Jester mockingly raised his hands in surrender. “Would you like a champagne for you to calm down? Geez, I was just kidding.”