His Dangerous Love

Chapter 52 Which One Shall We Play Next

Chapter 52 Which One Shall We Play Next

"Which one shall we play next?"

Jefferson fixed his gaze on something, and his lips arched with a trace of a smile.

"That's it."

Elianna's heart missed a beat when she saw where Jefferson's eyes fell.

The nylon rope that bound Elena's hands was replaced with a pair of handcuffs, which clasped her wrists behind her back.

Elianna's face was pressed into the couch, so she couldn't see what was behind her. She was in a panic, not knowing what was going to happen.

The lighting helped to create sexual tension, and the backless red dress exposed her curvaceous spine.

At this moment, Elianna shivered slightly, and even her scapulae also shook.

There was some lust in Jefferson's eyes that were fixed on Elianna.

Jefferson was a little disgusted with the object he was holding. He hadn't had enough pleasures of the flesh, so how could he insert a lifeless object into her?

He dropped it to the ground with a clang.

When Jefferson somehow changed his mind, Elianna felt lucky to have escaped disaster.

However, over the next minute, Elianna didn't have time to think about why Jefferson changed his tune.

Jefferson had good stamina and was always crazy in bed. Even if he didn't play sex games, he could still wear Elianna out.

Not to mention that he intended to torture her today. He was so wild that he just let his unfettered desire get the best of him, instead of toning his sex drive down.

Elianna realized that he had tended to her during the previous sexual encounters.

She seemed to see fireworks exploding before her eyes. Then everything went black, and Elianna fell into a blackout.

Jefferson held up Elianna, who was limp all over. His husky, low voice was unspeakably sexy.

"You're faking unconsciousness?"

Jefferson put his big hand around Elianna's neck and pressed her head against the back of the chair. Elianna's face was abnormally red and tear-stained. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing became faint.

"Heh."

"You really passed out."

Elianna in Jefferson's arms was unable to respond to him, her body twitching unconsciously.

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Elianna woke up in the car.

Elianna got up from the backseat of the moving car and looked at the back of the man driving in the front seat. She was confused for a moment.

"You..."

"Ms. Gentry, you're awake?"

Albert, who was wondering how he was going to wake Elianna up, was relieved to see her awake.

"Hmm."

Looking out of the car window, Elianna realized that daylight had come.

It was already broad daylight. No wonder she had passed out.

"Are, are you experiencing any discomfort?"

Albert looked at Elianna from the rearview mirror and smiled awkwardly. "Jeff doesn't have the time. He told me to take you to the drugstore to get some medicine if you don't feel well."

Even though Elianna was fully dressed when Jefferson got her in Albert's car, anyone with a discerning eye could easily tell what had happened.

Albert thought, "Tsk, Jeff did it rough. He was not gentle at all."

Jeff slept with a woman, but he acted like he wanted to kill her.

"No need, I'm fine."

Elianna leaned wearily against the window, too tired to say a word.

There was complete silence along the way. Opening the door, Elianna didn't get out of the car right away.

"Can you wait for me for a while?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Elianna pushed open the car door.

About ten minutes later, Elianna returned with two breakfasts.

"This place has a very good breakfast. This one is for you, and please take the other one to Jefferson."

Albert was about to say that Jefferson never ate breakfast when Elianna said in a husky voice, "You said Jefferson doesn't have time. I'm afraid he's too busy working to eat."

Albert didn't say a word then.

Albert's claim that Jefferson was busy was just an excuse.

There was no woman who wouldn't throw a fit if men wore them out like this and didn't even bother to send them back home. To Albert's surprise, Elianna was worried that Jeff might be too busy to eat breakfast.

It had to be said that Ms. Gentry was sensible and caring.

It didn't matter if Elianna gave Jeff her heart or not, at least what she did was comforting.

Albert took it. "Thanks, I'll give it to Jeff."

When they talked, the shutter sound sounded one after another in the tussock not far away.