His Dangerous Love

Chapter 60 Butter Jefferson Up

Chapter 60 Butter Jefferson Up

Elianna was just about to open her mouth when it suddenly occurred to her that she was now Ms. Gentry. She couldn't show him what she really got.

Her silence elicited another laugh from Jefferson. "Anything came to your mind?"

Elianna softened her tone. "Can we go anywhere else? Didn't you give me the key to the Antequs Compound? Can we go there?"

Jefferson imitated her soft voice and smiled mischievously, "No."

If it hadn't been Jefferson and she hadn't learned that she owed him a building, she would have sworn angrily at him.

But she couldn't.

Not to mention that she needed Jefferson's help.

As Elianna got to her feet slowly, the chair was pushed a little further away.

Now that she decided to do it, she didn't feel awkward anymore.

Turning to face Jefferson squarely, Elianna reached out to undo the buttons on the collar.

She was wearing a lavender sheath dress over a satin petticoat of the same color.

She slipped out of the outer skirt, revealing the satin petticoat wrapped around her body.

Every inch of her body had been touched by Jefferson.

Elianna tried not to look down as if it could alleviate the feeling of shame.

Seated in the chair, Jefferson propped his head up and watched with interest a blush spread over her face.

"Go ahead."

Elianna's breath caught.

She looked at Jefferson, and some emotion flashed in her eyes.

Jefferson became a little impatient. He was about to speak when Elianna threw herself into his arms.

She flung herself into his arms and said pitifully, "Jefferson, I'm scared being in here. Let's go, okay?"

After a brief pause, Jefferson snorted with laughter.

She was really good at playing the victim.

Now she was trembling all over and burrowing her face into his chest, so he felt itchy.

Jefferson pushed her away fiercely. "Get off." All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Elianna didn't dare to let go. She wasn't an exhibitionist and couldn't go naked in an open room either.

She wrapped herself around Jefferson like an octopus and muttered, "You're hurting me."

"It's going to hurt more if you don't let go."

Realizing that Jefferson wasn't joking, Elianna loosened her grip.

Maybe her trick worked or he brushed her off deliberately.

Jefferson didn't stop her as she tried to put the dress back on.

Elianna slipped back into her dress.

As she did up the buttons, Jefferson suddenly rose from his chair and headed out the door.

"Wait a minute!"

Jefferson didn't stop, only to have his arm gripped by her again.

Elianna held his arm and smiled ingratiatingly, "You're not angry anymore, are you?"

Jefferson could tell from her bright smile that she was pushing her luck.

Amused by her, he clamped her face against his chin, and her face was distorted by his grip.

"I finally realized you're unafraid of death."

Elianna's speech was slurred as her chin was in his palm. "How can I not be afraid? I haven't repaid your kindness. I wouldn't dare die."

"Really?"

Jefferson rubbed her face hard. "Stay close."

Elianna thought Jefferson's anger finally subsided and followed at his heels in glee.

She followed Jefferson all the way out of the restaurant into the car and seated herself in the passenger seat silently.

As Jefferson drove, Elianna suddenly found something odd.

This road was so familiar.

Was it the way to the Larsen's mansion?

At first, Elianna comforted herself with the thought that maybe she was just passing through.

However, when the gate of the Larsen's mansion came into view, and Jefferson drove through it, Elianna panicked.

"You're going to the Larsen's mansion?"

"Yeah."

Jefferson replied carelessly, but Elianna's scalp prickled.

"No, you... You're taking me back to the Larsen's mansion?"

Jefferson smiled at her sideways. "Yeah, why?"

"Didn't you say it yourself you wanted to stick with me?"

His words stifled her.

As Elianna watched the gate get closer and closer and the security guards under the streetlights bow in their direction, she almost went mad.