His Dangerous Love

Chapter 94 Her Hidden Story

Chapter 94 Her Hidden Story

Jefferson pressed her down, passionately kissing her, but it wasn't enough for him.

His hand wandered up her waist, leaving moist imprints on her clothes.

Elianna made a muffled sound, struggling against his advances.

The intensity of their kiss was already overwhelming, and now he wanted to take it further.

Unable to push him away, she resorted to biting him hard.

Finally, he released her, and his dark eyes resembled swirling whirlpools.

"Have I spoiled you so much that you dare to bite me?" he asked.

Trembling, Elianna pleaded, "I really should go make some coffee. It's been quite a while, and people might start getting suspicious if I stay away for too long."

Nonchalantly, Jefferson replied, "So what?"

His words took Elianna's breath away.

He could speak so casually, but if they were discovered, she definitely would be in serious trouble!

However, she dared not express her anger in that moment.

Apart from his bloodstains on Jefferson, there was something off about him.

He appeared calm on the outside, but inside, there was a wild beast, restlessly lurking, driven by an aggressive force.

Elianna couldn't risk provoking him any further, so she softly spoke, "If someone finds out, I won't be able to remain in the Larsen family."

She looked up at him with pleading eyes. "I don't mind risking my life, but I want to stay by Mr. Larsen's side a little longer."

"Jeff, would you be willing to let me die?" she continued.

Jefferson gazed at the woman in his arms, her pleas for survival tugging at his heartstrings.

She responded insincerely, uttering sweet words one after another.

Her lips seemed naturally adept at coaxing men.

Despite seeing through her facade, he couldn't help but be caught.

At least, he hadn't played enough yet and didn't want her to die so soon.

Elianna noticed that Jefferson's expression softened slightly, so she moved closer and said, "Next time, I'll serve Mr. Larsen well, okay?"

Jefferson snorted, "Don't make empty promises to me."

"I won't dare," she replied.

But Jefferson still chose to firmly grasp the back of her head and kiss her.

"Let me get some interest first," he said.

"Ah... please don't..."

After that, Elianna's legs felt weak as she walked away, and her ears turned red.

Joyce, who had been waiting for a long time, was particularly displeased.

"Why did it take so long?"

Elianna squatted down and arranged the coffee, then stood up with the coffee tray. "Sorry, I was delayed while searching for coffee beans just now."

Joyce was unsatisfied and tended to scold her some more.

Meanwhile, Sophia picked up one of the cups, took a sip, and smiled.

"Elianna, you make excellent coffee. It's even better than what Berta brews."

Elianna realized that Sophia was helping her out and smiled back.

Sophia winked at her and approached Joyce, effortlessly coaxing a smile out of her with just a few words.

Elianna observed this with a cold detachment, recognizing the effort Sophia put into being likable.

...

When Sophia returned, the somber atmosphere in the mansion lightened slightly.

Even Brice, during dinner, displayed a few more smiles.

"Sophia, please don't leave again. I heard about your near kidnapping incident abroad. That's too horrible!" Brice expressed his concern.

"Oh, so Grandpa knows about it too. You stay at home but still manage to know everything! I must say, I'm impressed!" Sophia replied playfully.

Brice couldn't help but smile and said, "Sophia, please don't tease me. Just tell me the truth."

Sophia chuckled, "I know Grandpa cares about me, but I have John protecting me. There won't be any danger, I promise."

However, Brice disagreed, concern etched on his face, "John is just a bodyguard, and he's only one person. It's not secure enough."

"In that case, I'll find a few more for you later," he continued.

"Then I'll use soup instead of wine. Thank you again, my dear Grandpa," Sophia boldly declared, drinking the soup and eliciting another hearty laugh. from Brice.

She wiped her mouth and sighed regretfully, "If Professor Stone were still here, I wouldn't have had to go so far to study."

The sound of a spoon clattering against a bowl interrupted the conversation.

Elianna's face turned pale.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.