"Anytime, anywhere—if I want to take her, I can," Andrew said coolly. "For example… right now."

As Davon stared with envy, practically drooling with jealousy, Andrew turned to Aspen and said, "Come here. Kiss me."

Aspen blinked like she misheard him and asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?"

"I said come here and kiss me," Andrew repeated, his expression unreadable.

Aspen's face flushed a deep red from her neck to her ears as she snapped, "Andrew, you bastard! How could you ask me to do something like that in front of others? Have you lost your mind?"

She honestly started to wonder if Andrew had lost it. Just moments ago, he said he had no interest in touching her, and now he wanted her to kiss him in front of a disgusting creep like Davon.

What kind of twisted taste did this demon have?

Andrew's face turned cold. "Aspen, you better think very carefully. Are you going to follow my command, or not? Because you already know what happens if you refuse."

Aspen's face