Chapter 528

Chapter 528

Juniper's moans filled the air, while Frederick clenched his fists and said coldly, "As long as Charlotte is safe, I'll give you anything you want."

A slow smirk crept onto Byron's face. He propped himself up and patted Frederick's cheek in a humiliating way. "Mr. Percy, in the end, you'll still lose to me."

Frederick had no idea that everything happening in this private room was being watched by Charlotte.

Charlotte was locked in a room with a huge screen in front of her. She held Quin tightly, her heart heavy with worry.

She couldn't hear the conversation, but judging by Frederick's anger, she knew Byron must have crossed his bottom line.

And his bottom line was the Percy Group.

Charlotte's grip tightened slightly. She suddenly felt unsure about what choice Frederick would make, and an unexplainable panic surged in her heart.

She looked down at Quin, a bitter smile forming on her lips.

She had no idea where she was. On the way here, she could tell the driver was taking detours. It felt like a three-hour drive. When they arrived, her phone was taken away, cutting her off from the outside world.

The room had only a bed and a desk. On the desk were medical books, paper, and a pen—clearly meant for her to write down a formula.

Charlotte put Quin to sleep and gently laid him on the bed. She walked to the desk, picked up the pen, but couldn't write a single word.

She let out a heavy sigh.

A moment later, Shade came in with food for her.

Shade said coldly, "Ms. Russell, eat something."

Charlotte glanced at the food, all her favorites, but being held captive here, she had no appetite at all.

She closed her eyes and asked, "When will Byron be back? Why do you need the formula?"

"That's not something you should know. Staying by the master's side is what you should be doing right now," Shade replied with a cryptic smile, ignoring Charlotte's angry glare before turning to leave.

In a fit of frustration, Charlotte threw all the food on the floor. The loud noise woke Quin, and he started crying.

Charlotte went over to comfort him softly, tears falling from her eyes.

She wanted to save herself, but with Quin here, escaping with a child was nearly impossible.

At the hospital, Jasper woke up still hooked to an IV. But after getting a phone call, his face changed drastically. He got up quickly, yanked out the needle, and stumbled out of the room.

Taylor, carrying a thermos, saw him and rushed over to support him. "Jasper, what are you doing?"

"Let go of me. I need to find Charlotte."

"Frederick is already looking for Charlotte. What are you going to do by rushing over there?"

"Or, Jasper, do you know where Charlotte is?"

As she said those last words, Taylor let go of him, her gaze dark and unreadable.

She dropped her hands in disappointment, and the thermos fell to the ground, spilling the food inside. The smell of the meal lingered between them.

They had relied on each other in the past and knew each other better than anyone.

Taylor knew he was hiding something.

He had always kept quiet, and though she had her guesses, she never pressed him, afraid of pushing him too far.

But his panicked behavior today gave Taylor a bit of courage.

Jasper still cared about Charlotte.

Jasper lowered his eyes, a bitter smile on his lips. "Once we save Charlotte, I'll agree to anything you want."

"Taylor, let me go save her."

Taylor nodded. "Alright, go."

Watching Jasper's figure fade into the distance, Taylor felt a strange sense of reluctance.

She squatted down to clean up the mess. Within seconds, a pair of polished, familiar leather shoes appeared in front of her.

Taylor looked up slowly and saw Gavin's grim expression.

She frowned. "What are you doing here? I told you I don't want to see you again."

"You took birth control pills," Gavin said, ignoring her coldness.

"Do you really dislike me that much?"

He lowered his eyes, looking like an abandoned puppy, hurt filling his gaze.

Taylor felt a slight softness in her heart.

"Master, do you really not want me anymore?"

A passing nurse overheard this, tripped over her own feet, and nearly fell.

For once, Taylor felt a bit embarrassed. She covered Gavin's mouth and dragged him into a hospital room, locking the door behind them.

Gavin kissed her palm. "Master, punish me?"

Taylor slapped him across the face.

This guy was practically begging for it!

Gavin quickly kissed her lips, entwining his tongue with hers while guiding Taylor to undress him.

Soon, he stood naked before her, his erection already hard and leaking, even wetting Taylor's clothes.

Taylor couldn't believe he was getting turned on in a hospital. She roughly squeezed his nipples.

He arched his chest slightly, looking incredibly provocative.

Taylor pinched his nipples and slapped his well-toned chest hard. The sound carried a sense of shame, making Gavin's cheeks flush red.

"Does it feel good when I hit you like this?"

Gavin looked at her obsessively. "It feels amazing, but it's not enough. Hit me harder."

Taylor pulled out his belt and struck his nipple sharply. The intense pain made it harden instantly, trembling as it stood out.

"The other side too," he begged.

But Taylor ignored him.

In intimate moments, she had an undeniable need for control, often with a hint of force.

She lowered her head, taking the hardened nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and sucking hard, as if trying to draw something out.

The intense stimulation on one side, while the other was completely ignored, made Gavin squirm uncomfortably. Under the teasing of Taylor's lips and tongue, his body shook violently, and he climaxed almost instantly.

He leaned on Taylor's shoulder, breathing heavily, his hand holding her waist as if afraid she'd run away.

Taylor felt a mischievous urge. Half-pushing, half-leading, she brought Gavin to the window. The sunlight was bright, and this wasn't one-way glass, people below could clearly see the patients coming and going.

Gavin instinctively tried to pull away, but Taylor pressed his head against the glass.

Taylor stroked his erection, nibbling his earlobe, her voice like a devil whispering temptations. "Gavin, if you've got the guts, touch yourself for me."

"People will see."

Taylor slapped his backside, running her fingers over the fluid leaking from him, her nails teasing him. Gavin's body trembled, unable to say anything.

His body kept shaking.

Taylor laughed. "You're already this shameless, getting turned on in a hospital, and now you're scared of being seen?"

"If you're not going to do it, then get lost."