His Dangerous Love novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Do Things My Way

Before Jefferson could speak, he suddenly let out a muffled groan.

His throat rolled, and a touch of lust appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Larsen?"

Jefferson tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "Who is she? Just ask your daughters and you'll know."

He hung up the phone abruptly.

Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulled her up and asked angrily, "You have a death wish?"

Elianna lowered her gaze and blushed as she tried to maintain her composure. "You said it wasn't enough just now."

"Since you listen to me so well, let's do things my way today."

Scared by the madness in his eyes, Elianna tried to back down.

Before she could speak, her face was forcefully pressed onto the cold coffee table.

Her coat was pulled off her shoulders and tied around her wrists behind her back.

A slap landed on her buttocks, and a deep, low voice commanded, "Don't move."

Elianna's legs began to tremble. She looked back uneasily and said cautiously, "The coffee table is a bit cold. Can we go upstairs?"

He pressed his chest against her back and whispered, "Hold on, it'll warm up soon."

......

"Mom, I'm back."

Nola came in softly and said in a gentle tone, "It's chilly at night. Mom, put on more clothes."

Erica was in a bad mood and came straight to the point. "Did you meet Mr. Larsen?"

"Yes..."

Nola recounted what had happened at Fantasy Club, deliberately omitting the part about Elianna.

She only mentioned that Jefferson and Roger had something to talk about, so they left first.

Upon hearing that Jefferson had encountered Elianna, Erica turned blue in the face. "Did he say anything?"

"No, Mr. Roberts should have covered it up."

Erica rubbed her forehead. "Nola, you should know that I arranged for you to seduce Mr. Larsen because I have confidence in you. Don't let me down."

Nola looked guilty. "Yes, Mom, I'll do my best."

Henry thought for a moment. "Strengthen our defenses. No one is allowed to act recklessly. We'll discuss it when our boss wakes up."

......

The wind was strong tonight, stirring up swirling dust. The gusts battered against the windows as if emitting a mournful wail. The sound of the wind merged with the sobbing of a woman inside the house.

But the woman's cries were even more complex, seeming both painful and pleasurable.

There were moments when Elianna felt like she was about to die. Her soul had just left her body, only to be forcefully pulled back in.

In a daze, she felt as if she was hallucinating.

She stood in a dance studio, spinning round and round.

Until she grew tired and lay on the floor, staring at the bright lights on the ceiling.

So dazzling...

Elianna rolled her eyes, and it took a while to refocus.

Her mouth was opened, and she was forced to drink some water.

Elianna began to cough.