His Dangerous Love

Chapter 82 Jefferson Turns into a Supporting Character?

Chapter 82 Jefferson Turns into a Supporting Character?

After Asher left, Jefferson lit another cigarette.

Standing by the window, he watched as Asher appeared in his line of sight and then disappeared.

Seeing his hurried figure, he suddenly thought of something he hadn't paid much attention to before.

Had Anna been with Asher after what they did?

She had mentioned that she had a love-hate relationship with Asher, even to the extent of provoking Jefferson for revenge.

For love to turn into hate, there must have been love in the first place.

So, was she secretly having an affair with Asher while also engaging with Jefferson passionately?

Had Jefferson, himself, become a supporting character?

Jefferson tapped his cheek with his tongue, his eyes showing a hint of madness.

He grabbed his car key and headed downstairs.

As the doorbell rang, Elianna was in the middle of enjoying a glass of red wine while taking a bath.

She was in a very good mood at the moment.

She had originally thought about how to push Kenley so that Kenley could muster up the courage to go all out. However, Kenley came to her today.

Relaxing in the hot water, Elianna was feeling exceptionally comfortable.

However, this comfort was abruptly interrupted by the urgent ringing of the doorbell.

Thinking it might be Asher returning to interrogate her, Elianna's good mood vanished.

Putting on her bathrobe, she went to open the door. "Asher, you..."

Upon seeing the person at the door, Elianna was shocked. "You? What are you doing here?"

Before she could organize her thoughts, her wrist was gripped, and she was pushed inside.

Jefferson sized up Elianna. Her face flushed from the heat, and her collarbone was still glistening with water droplets.

He couldn't help but find it wickedly amusing to think that she looked like this just to welcome Asher.

Grabbing her wrist, he moved his hand to her shoulder and his thumb brushed over her silky collarbone.

"Why can't I come?" Jefferson's voice sounded even more sinister.

Elianna's body was covered in goosebumps, and even though there was only her alone in the house right now, this was her and Asher's home, not just any place.

When she delved deeper into her thoughts, she realized that Asher could return at any moment, and even her mother-in-law hadn't been gone for long. If she and Jefferson were caught together here, there would be no room for explanation.

This realization triggered Elianna's fight-or-flight response, and her body instinctively shifted into defense mode. She pushed against Jefferson's chest.

"This isn't the right place, and you can't come here. Get out quickly!"

Jefferson cooperated with her force and took two steps back. As he reached the doorway, he turned around, stepped forward, and pressed her against the door.

Without holding back his strength, Elianna's back slammed into the door with a loud thud.

She winced in pain as her eyebrows furrowed.

Before she could recover, his hand that was holding her chin was moved to her neck, and the back of her head collided with the door with a muffled sound.

"So eager to drive me away. Are you afraid Asher will come back and see you having an affair with his brother?" Jefferson teased.

Suppressed and unable to move, Elianna angrily retorted without listening to the underlying meaning of his words.

"Is that so? Do you want me to announce to the whole world that we've had an affair?"

Jefferson grinned, his voice containing a hint of cruelty. "Alright, you have quite the temper today, and that makes it more interesting."

Elianna scolded, "You just want to kill me!"

"Bullshit!"

His hand that was holding her jaw moved down to her neck. "I will only make you enjoy it."

As she realized that he was playing for real, Elianna began to struggle again.

"Are you crazy? This is your younger brother's home!"

His hand that was gripping her wrist moved down to her leg as she kicked at him. "What's the big deal? The first time I kissed you was in this place, and back then, you were quite submissive."

The same location, the same people, and even the posture hadn't changed.

As Elianna was lost in her memories, Jefferson leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Back then, I should have been like this."

His hand slowly moved upward.

"No!" Elianna grabbed his wrist to stop him from moving.

She didn't understand why Jefferson was so agitated at this moment, so she tried to appease him, like calming a wild beast that was about to attack.

She pleaded, "Jefferson, I have some wine in my room. How about we have a drink first, alright?"

Jefferson naturally could see that Elianna's intention wasn't to drink, but to calm him down and let her go.

Perhaps finding it more interesting to let the prey escape for a while, Jefferson agreed. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Alright, let's have some wine. I'll help you relax."