?<strong>Chapter 1192:</strong>


    After Jayden finished speaking, he picked up his belt from beside the bed and gently tied Elyse’s hands.


    He then grazed his fingers on the inside of her thigh as his other hand reached to undo her bra.


    As her clothes were slowly removed, Elyse reached her breaking point. “Can you listen to me for once? I want an answer from you. Why do you keep ignoring me? Whenever things get tough, you think we can solve everything by sleeping together. That’s not gonna work!”


    Tears welled up in Elyse’s eyes as she spoke. She felt deeply wronged.


    Jayden stiffened at her words. He wanted to respond, to exin his feelings, but the words faltered before they could leave his mouth.


    His touch paused for a moment before growing more forceful. He knew Elyse well and what she liked. It wasn’t long before her body began to betray her initial resistance and respond to his touch.


    “Tell me, who else knows your body as I do? Who else can make you feel this way?” Jayden whispered with a sly grin.


    Conflicted emotions swirled in Elyse’s gaze. Her body trembled with a storm of desire and distress.


    Sensing her need, Jayden continued to touch her down there. After a few moments, when she seemed ready, he got on top of her and gently entered her.


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    As he moved rhythmically, a sharp sensation of pain snapped Elyse back to the moment. “Jayden, when will you give me a real answer?” she asked, whimpering. “What’s the point in dragging it on?”


    Jayden ignored her, focusing solely on his movements. He was intent on showing her the heights of pleasure that he believed only he could provide her.


    After taking his time, Jayden finally relinquished control. He released inside her, driven by selfish desire, leaving Elyse to shiver from the sudden warmth.


    “You did it again, you jerk! I’ll never forgive you!” Elyse red at him, her eyes filled with resentment.


    Jayden noticed the hurt expression on her flushed face. “Don’t say that,” he murmured, pulling her close. “You have to forgive me. I can bear anyone else hating me, but not you.”


    “You and your double standards!” Elyse shot back with gritted teeth.


    Jayden pressed his face into the crook of her neck, the warmth of his breath gentle against her skin. “I’m really trying, sweetheart, but I can’t talk about it right now. I’ll exin everything once it’s resolved,” he said softly.


    Elyse rolled her eyes. “What good does it do to talk about it after everything’s done? So, you act now and think up your excusester?” she asked in a challenging tone.


    “It’ll be over soon,” Jayden responded calmly. With that, he drifted off to sleep.


    Momentster, Elyse could hear his steady breathing. She tried to push him away, but his embrace was too tight.


    Trapped in his hold, their bare bodies closely intertwined, Elyse began to calm down.


    She recalled Jayden’s recent assurances and what Peyton had told her earlier. It dawned on her that Jayden might indeed be telling the truth about the situation nearing its end.


    She reasoned it would only be a matter of days before Jayden made a move.


    Outside the room, Peyton walked by just in time to see Amanda lingering near Jayden’s door. He approached her with a suspicious look.


    “What are you doing here? Need something from Jayden?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. He scrutinized Amanda, noting her uneasy demeanor, and added, “Or are you looking for Elyse?”


    Amanda hesitated, visibly ufortable. “I needed to speak with Jayden, but I found the door locked when I knocked,” she responded.


    “That means they’re asleep. Just wait until they wake up,” Peyton suggested.


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