His Dangerous Love

Chapter 86 Being His Lover

Chapter 86 Being His Lover

Feeling Elianna's impatience, Jefferson let out a chuckle and playfully flicked her face with his finger.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" he asked.

"Who's in a hurry!" Elianna replied.

She got annoyed after being fooled by him so many times.

Elianna attempted to stand up, but Jefferson swiftly extended his long arm and pulled her back onto his lap. "Alright, it's all my fault, alright?"

Though he seemed accommodating, Elianna began feeling uneasy.

She pouted, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple," he said firmly. "You're not allowed to sleep with Asher, and he is not allowed to touch you."

Elianna was taken aback and turned to look at him.

"Why?" she asked. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"No reason, I just won't allow it," Jefferson replied.

Elianna tilted her head, getting closer.

A meaningful expression appeared on her face as she asked, "Jefferson, are you ... jealous?"

Her bright eyes and playful demeanor made her more attractive.

Though Elianna was teasing, she secretly hoped for his answer.

Feeling his waist in her grasp, they were now close enough that a simple tilt of their heads would lead to a kiss.

Their breaths intertwined as Jefferson's deep and seductive voice whispered in her ear, "Just listen to me."

Elianna wasn't satisfied with his answer and provocatively asked, "If Asher is not allowed, what about someone else?"

"No one else is allowed when you are still with me," he replied coldly.

Then he continued, "Only until I get tired of you."

They pressed foreheads together, but his words were devoid of warmth.

Elianna's heart calmed down upon hearing this.

Actually, even if Jefferson hadn't asked it, she wouldn't be interested in Asher, especially not unknown men.

And his warning ignited a flicker of hope within her.

Though her heart felt empty, she forced a smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Jeff, are you asking me to be your... lover?"

Jefferson raised an eyebrow.

Lover?

He didn't believe a relationship could be defined by a mere title.

However, since Elianna insisted on seeing it that way, he didn't mind.

So, he nodded, "Yes, lover."

Suppressing her peculiar emotions, Elianna mischievously asked, "Are there any special perks to being Mr. Larsen's lover?"

Jefferson chuckled softly, his hand caressing her back like a kitten.

The gentle touch made her body melt and her temperature rise.

"What would you like?" he murmured.

"I want you. Can you give me that?" she replied meaningfully.

Chuckling, he responded, "What a greedy girl!"

Elianna laughed, "Just kidding. After all, I couldn't possibly afford you."

She playfully rubbed her nose against his, her voice filled with affection. "Then just protect me."

Jefferson, sensitive to being tickled, pinched the back of her neck to pull her away. "How do I protect you?"

"Just protect me when someone threatens my safety," she pleaded and continued, "Can you do that?"

Deep down, she wanted to ask for more. She wanted assurance that even if Jefferson discovered her true identity, he would let her go.

She hoped for a chance to survive.

Jefferson remained silent, absentmindedly stroking her back.

"It depends on your performance." he finally said.

Elianna knew she couldn't push too hard, so she blinked innocently.

"There's only one way I know to show, but it seems Mr. Larsen is not interested today?"

"If you make some seductive sound, then I'll be interested," he teased.

In the end, Elianna's seduction skills fell short.

She had intended to playfully tease Jefferson, but instead, she found herself blushing.

As she lay on the bed, Elianna realized that the brand had not lied when they promised the hand- polished frame would provide excellent support and comfort.

It was indeed shock-resistant enough.