Mason's expression shifted when she turned him down, and his tone took on a harder edge. "I think you misunderstood me, Miss Jacobs. That's not what I meant when I said I wanted to get to know you better."

Rosalie frowned in confusion. She did not know what he was getting at.

Mason tugged at his lips suggestively. "I think one night should be enough for us to get to know each other."

He made his intentions very clear with that.

Rosalie paused and quickly realized what he was suggesting. Her expression turned cold. "I'm not interested, so please stop disturbing me. I'd like some time alone."

This was the second time she rejected him. Mason did not look pleased at all.

However, there were too many people at the party for him to try anything. He straightened up angrily and raised the wine glass he was holding toward Rosalie again, his tone threatening. "In that case, you'll at least do me the favor of accepting this toast, right?"

Rosalie hesitated.

She knew that he was a spoiled