Chapter 373:
Jayden squeezed Elyse’s breasts so hard that she cried out in pain. “Ouch! It hurts!” Tears filled Elyse’s eyes from
the pain.
Seeing this, Jayden released his grip and lovingly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. “Good girl,
take your underwear off,” he coaxed gently.
Elyse froze. Suddenly, she realized what he wanted to do. “Is this the proof you want? You just want to sleep with
me. | don’t want this. | have to visit Cody’s stutomorrow. Go away. I'm going to sleep.”
Elyse got off him, covered her breasts, and reached for her pajamas. Jayden frowned. “You're not going to
appease me? I'm done. | won't do that anymore,” she snorted.
Jayden’s face darkened. “How could she seduce him and then abruptly stop?” Jayden reached out and pulled her
back, forcing her to return to his arms.
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“What do you want?” Elyse said fiercely. “I'm telling you, | don’t want to do it. Since you don’t want to talk to me,
let's stop talking and live our own lives.”
Jayden clenched his teeth and muttered, “You are quite bold, aren’t you?” With her head held high, Elyse
countered, “Of course | am. Is this the first day you've known me?” As she attempted to turn away, Jayden firmly
pressed her down, his teeth sinking into her nipple, his supple tongue swirling and teasing, eliciting a stream of
unceasing moans.
Slowly, Jayden’s hand trailed down, grazing her underwear. With a gentle tug, it slipped down to her knees.
Pinned to the bed, Elyse struggled against Jayden’s hold, her legs writhing, her underwear slipping down, pooling
at her feet.
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“It's you who refuses to speak tofirst. If you don’t want to talk, then don’t. | won't either. Just stay away from
me. You're hurtingwith your bite,” Elyse seethed with anger, unable to dislodge the man fervently sucking
on her nipple.
Jayden quietly maneuvered into a position where Elyse lay beneath him, her head swimming so fiercely that she
failed to register their altered stance. Surveying the dazed girl beneath him, Jayden’s mood lifted. He playfully
pinched her soft cheek, relishing her ensuing irritation. Nibbling her ear, he murmured, “Behave. Spread your
legs.”
Initially resistant, Elyse found her legs forced apart as Jayden peremptorily initiated intercourse. Tonight, sleep
would evade Elyse.
The following morning, Elyse entered the living room with a somber expression, arms crossed, trailing behind
her. Jayden appeared embarrassed. As they approached the table, Jayden attempted to grasp Elyse’s hand, but
she deftly evaded, maintaining a distance. Wordlessly, Jayden withdrew his hand. Observing this, Driscoll shook
his head and sighed. Yesterday's scenahad repeated itself, only this tit was Elyse who seethed with
anger.
Furious at Jayden’s behavior, Elyse felt a sense of injustice. He had rejected her touch before, yet he had slept
with her in the end. It rankled deeply. Bearing this in mind, Elyse shot a glare at Jayden, who met her gaze
impassively. In a timely manner, Driscoll interjected, “Mrs. Owen, I've provided the driver with the address of
your new workplace. He'll ensure you arrive on time.”
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“Thank you,” Elyse replied, picking up a sandwich to eat. After breakfast, her anger had mostly faded. She stood
and walked out of the villa. When she noticed Jayden following her, she felt uneasy. “Why are you following me?”
“Ill accompany you to work,” he replied calmly.
“I don’t need it. It's only a short journey,” she said, unable to hide her frustration. Jayden frowned. “Driscoll
mentioned that you'd join the other three male apprentices of Cody.”
Elyse nodded, then paused. “Did he care that she would get along with other men?” She quickly dismissed the
thought. “He wasn’t the jealous type.”
After getting into the car, Elyse stared out the window in good spirits while Jayden watched her. Unable to resist,
he took her hand. She seemed lost in thought and didn’t notice. He held her hand the entire drive. When they
arrived, Jayden said, “Practice your violin and try to avoid unnecessary socializing.”
Elyse rolled her eyes. “There are only a few people at the studio. If | don’t socialize, who will have lunch with
me?”
“I'll ask Driscoll to join you for lunch every day,” Jayden suggested, his concern apparent.
“No way,” Elyse snapped. “I want to build strong relationships with other members. Stay out of my social life.”