Ariana, cool and collected, observed his every move, her senses heightened with caution as she kept her distance.

With a sharp turn, Jasper's eyes blazed with unrestrained aggression, fixing them on Ariana, his intent well too obvious.

Ariana, her discomfort mounting, felt compelled to confront him head-on.

"So, what is it that you want?" she demanded, her voice steady and laced with an undercurrent of resolve.

“It's a simple matter," Jasper started, looking at her with eyes oozing greed.