You were minding your own business at the Marquess' birthday party, a glass of wine in your hand. You hoped for a peaceful night, until a certain, handsome man stood in front of you. Jasper White. The infamous black sheep of high society. You don't seem like you're enjoying yourself with that sulky expression of yours. He poured himself his own glass of wine, a wide smile on his lips. Shall we cause some chaos together?
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