?<strong>Chapter 914:</strong>
Memories of his rough touch came rushing back, and Elyse’s voice wavered. “How many times did you cum?”
His grin was almost casual. “It’s been six months. I’ve been saving it all for you.”
He kissed her softly, while her body trembled under his. “I told you I’d only do that for you.”
Elyse’s heart sank. “When did I ever say I wanted that?”
“I decided for you,” he replied, his tone unbothered. Elyse cried out in frustration, her voice shaking as she called him a shameless pervert and a heartless man.
Jayden shrugged off her insults, even urging her to strike him. Then, without hesitation, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her in a mock attempt tofort her.
What Elyse failed to see was the disturbing paranoia behind his gaze. If she had noticed, fear would have gripped her, for the man holding her was no longer the person she once knew. His affection had morphed into something twisted and dangerous.
Feeling wronged, she protested, “Have you ever thought that I might get pregnant because of your actions? You didn’t use protection, and I’m not your wife. What gives you the right to do this to me?”
Jayden, unfazed, leaned in and kissed her gently. His voice was soft as he murmured, “Then marry me. Stay with me and give me children.”
His grip tightened around her. “Just trust me this onest time. I’ll make sure nothing goes wrong. No one will hurt you again.”
Elyse’s heart sank at his words. All she could feel was bitterness. He was the one who had hurt her the most, yet here he was, pretending to be her savior.
Jayden gently soothed Elyse until she drifted off to sleep. It might have been the day’s eventsbined with the passionate night they had shared that left her utterly spent, both body and mind.
Yet, Jayden wasn’t ready to sleep. Instead of lying on top of Elyse, he cradled her in his arms, gazing intently at her peaceful face.
He couldn’t recall thest time he looked at her with such intensity. He only knew it had been long since they had shared a bed like this.
After settling his disputes with the Hudsons, Jayden hardly let his thoughts drift, appreciating the peace and order that followed the chaos.
The persistent ringing of the phone from the pocket at the end of the bed disturbed Elyse’s sleep.
“Honey, I’ll turn off my phone right now. You keep sleeping,” Jayden whispered soothingly, letting her be as he reached for his phone.
Upon seeing the messages from Edward, a frown formed on his face.
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