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Everything was going exactly the way I wanted.
I had already noticed that Jaguar had seen me.
His mood had soured too.
I caught him glancing at me several times while talking to Aster, but he barely seemed to be listening to her.
His entire focus was on our table.
He was not smiling either.
Every few moments, he would look at me, then fully turn his attention to Dr. Roman.
And Dr. Roman, on the other hand, was a fucking man whose dick was constantly on fire.
He managed to turn everything into his hunger for my body.
Every conversation somehow became sexual.
To make matters worse, that sicko ordered sausages with his meal.
"Why don’t you try it? It’s really good," he insisted.
And, yes, Jaguar was watching.
I wanted Jaguar to see exactly what he had lost and what Roman had gained.
I picked up the sausage and dipped it into the ranch.
The white sauce dripped down its sides.
I brought it closer to my mouth, and some of the sauce immediately smeared across my lips.
I giggled as I took a bite.
"Mmm."
I rolled my head back and closed my eyes.
"It’s really good," I said while chewing.
I could tell some of the white sauce had dripped onto my chin, but I acted as if I had no idea.
"Oh, you got a little on your chin."
Dr. Roman grabbed a napkin, leaned forward, and gently dabbed at my chin and lips.
Jaguar adjusted in his seat, while Roman settled back, absentmindedly rubbing the napkin between his fingers as he continued staring at me.
"Please, keep eating," he urged.
"And after that, I’ll get you some ice cream," he added, his tone noticeably eager.
I could tell he was enjoying how naive he thought I was.
This time, I dipped the entire sausage into the white sauce before bringing it to my mouth.
As I took another bite, Dr. Roman picked up a sausage of his own and coated it completely in the sauce.
Then he scooted his chair closer to me.
"How about I feed you? I really like feeding my women," he commented.
Normally, that would have been a red flag.
A man talking about other women or exes in front of you was rarely a good sign.
But Roman was someone I was using for my own purposes, so I did not care enough to complain.
"Thank you," I replied with an uncomfortable smile.
Jaguar was watching us with an expression that was almost laughable.
Then this asshole brought the sausage toward my mouth.
Before I could take a small bite, he pushed more of it forward than I had expected.
I let out a startled sound as my head tilted back.
He pushed the sausage down my throat then he pulled it away before offering it again.
I placed a hand against my throat and watched his eyes travel over my body, noticing every little detail of my reaction.
He began to thrust the sausage in and out of my mouth, making it seem like playful banter for me like he wasn’t letting me bite it.
But it was a different kind of entertainment for his hungry eyes.
I bit off the end and pulled back.

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