Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Ultimatum

Instead of feeling threatened by my words, Elliot scoffed, and his eyes glinted wickedly. He took another step closer to me so that we were only inches apart.

“Get off your high horse.” Elliot placed his hands on either side of me, effectively trapping my back against the counter. His cool, sharp scent hit me like an arrow to the chest, hating the way it still affected me. “You and I are one and the same, baby. Deep down, we aren’t afraid to use people. I sleep with Isabella to get what I want, and you spread your legs for Gareth to get what you want.”

My nose wrinkled, and my stomach churned with disgust.

“Oh, don’t look so high and mighty,” he drawled and lowered his head until my gaze met his. “I know that you’re keeping that old man’s bed warm at night.”

“You don’t know anything,” I snarled, gritting my teeth. “For the last time, get the hell out of my house before I call Isabella.”

My former mate laughed in my face and pressed his body against mine, lifting one of his eyebrows suggestively. “Why don’t you spread your legs for me instead of that senior citizen? I’ve got the stamina to pleasure you all night long. I don’t even need a little blue pill to do it.”

Elliot shifted his hips, and my stomach churned when I felt his hardness against me.

My fists clenched. I was sick of Elliot’s unwanted sexual advances. With all of my might, I stomped on his foot. Hard.

“What the hell, Jasmine?” he hissed, springing away from me and jumping on one foot.

I grinned at how ridiculous he looked, then grabbed a sharp knife off the wooden block. “Don’t ever touch me without my consent again, or you’ll regret it,” I warned in a low, dangerous voice, hoping that my mom was sleeping and hadn’t heard us fighting again. “If you don’t leave my house now, I’ll make you leave.”

Elliot put his hands up and shook his head slowly. “Geez, Jasmine. Don’t act like I’m some monster. Every interaction between us has been consensual. We are fated mates. We crave each other’s touch. Don’t stand there and act like you don’t want me.”

I snorted and tightened my grip on the knife. “Sure, whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night.”

“Fine, I’m leaving,” he said with his hands still in the air like I was the crazy one. But I knew this was all just part of his manipulation tactics. “Before I go, though, I need to tell you the real reason I came here in the first place.”

A cold sweat ran down my back.

He put his hands down and crossed his arms. A calculated look came into his eyes. The real him was making another appearance. “I think I’ve given you enough leeway to fool around as it is. You have a week to move to the house that I bought for you or,” a sinister smile crossed his face, “you won’t like the consequences.”

Without waiting for me to reply, he spun around and walked out of the room. I followed after him to make sure that he was actually leaving. As Elliot opened my front door, I stood in the entryway with the knife still in my hand.

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