His Dangerous Love novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8 I'll Take You With Me When Dying

Jefferson unceremoniously put most of his weight on Elianna and clasped her shoulder hard as if intending to crush her bones.

She knew he was punishing her for her attempt to escape. Therefore, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"Shall I send you back to the Bamboo Compound?"

Jefferson asked, "Do you want me to die?"

He leaned over and intimately whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. If I die today, I will take you with me."

Elianna shivered and couldn't help saying, "This is Larsen's mansion! Why did they dare to assassinate you here?"

In the night, Jefferson's deep eyes looked dim when he coldly said, "Do you think Larsen's mansion is clean? It's much dirtier here than outside."

Elianna didn't dare to think about the deep meaning of his words.

She gently helped him into the small building. She had wanted to let him stay in the living room. But others would misunderstand if seeing him here. So, she helped him into the bedroom.

Jefferson unceremoniously slumped on her bed and bossily raised his hand, motioning to her to undress him. After taking off his coat, she saw the shirt soaked with blood from the wound in his abdomen.

"You."

Jefferson took off his shirt with one hand, looked at the hideous wound on his abdomen, and smiled, "They are f*cking ruthless."

His muscles were tight under the thin skin. The blood on his honey-colored complexion made him look wild.

When Elianna wiped the blood around the wound with a clean towel, she thought it had been caused by a sharp knife. There was a lot of blood, but the wound was not deep.

She felt worried and said, "The wound needs to be bandaged. I'll go to fetch the first-aid kit."

Elianna had lingering fears when going out, fearing meeting those people again. But the quiet and deserted mansion had strangely returned to normal. She saw guards patrolling outside the garden and servants cleaning the yard.

If Jefferson's blood had not been on her fingertips, she would have thought the dangerous moment just now was a dream. The normality was even scarier than the quietness just now. She felt cold all over her body and could not help thinking about what role the Larsen family had played in the assassination.

"Mrs. Larsen, what can I do for you?"

When Elianna looked at the servant talking to her, her heart was racing. The servant had looked respectful and friendly during the day. But now, she looked like a demon.

Elianna calmly said, "I need a first-aid kit."

The servant hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Are you injured? Do you need me to call the family doctor?"

Elianna indifferently glanced at her and said, "I just need you to give me a first-aid kit."

Her attitude made the servant dare not ask any more questions.

No matter who wanted to kill Jefferson, they would not dare to do it again tonight after the failure. Even if they suspected her, they would not do anything to her.

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"Ouch!"

After Elianna pressed the alcohol cotton on the wound, Jefferson's brows furrowed and then flattened. When she was about to press it again, he grabbed her hand and asked with a half-smile, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

She embarrassedly said, "I have no experience."

Jefferson wickedly laughed, "It's the first time too?"

He let go of her and lay down, saying, "Fine. You can practice with my body."

The words were serious. But when Jefferson said them, Elianna somehow felt he was talking dirty.

He was injured in his abdomen. So, when she cleaned the wound, her fingertips inevitably touched his skin.

Although they had had more intimate contact, they had been in the car on a rainy night last time. However, things were different now. The light was so bright that she could even see the desire in his eyes. So, she didn't dare to look at his low body. After treating his wound with difficulty, she stuck a medical patch on it.

While tidying up the first-aid kit, she said, "The wound has been treated. Go to bed early."