Elliot Everett’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down as he tried to forcibly suppress the tumultuous desire within him and keep himself clear-headed.
That drink must have been spiked!
Soone actually dared to drug her right under his nose...
A sudden murderous intent filled Elliot Everett’s eyes. Once he found out who it was, he would make sure they paid a hefty price!
"Hiss..."
In that mont of distraction, Nancy Sutton had already clung onto him like an octopus, her soft, pale hands roaming erratically over him, crumpling his neatly pressed suit, daringly slipping her fingertips inside his jacket.
"Nancy, don’t do this..."
Elliot Everett’s dark, elongated eyes were deeply tinged with desire, yet he continued to restrain the rising heat within him, not allowing himself to lose control over her.
Nancy Sutton ignored his rejection, continuing to entwine herself around him, her eyes dreamy, randomly kissing him.
"Nancy, don’t do this..."
The heat surging within Elliot Everett grew stronger, his hands hanging by his side clenched tightly, his veins bulging, revealing how excruciatingly he was holding back.
He feared that if sothing really happened tonight, she would hate him when she woke up tomorrow...
Every word he said fell on deaf ears; Nancy Sutton’s soft hands roved brazenly over his abs before venturing directly to his belt.
Elliot Everett felt a string snap in his mind, and he could no longer control himself. He took a deep breath, gently cupping her face, his dark eyes locked onto hers, his voice hoarse yet firr.
"Nancy, do you still recognize who I am?"
"Elliot Everett..."
Nancy Sutton was entirely devoid of reason, calling out the na she deeply relied upon purely by instinct.
"Elliot... help ..."
That soft whimper lit the final fuse; desire surged in Elliot Everett’s eyes, obliterating his last shred of clear reason, his scorching gentle kiss seed to want to lt her into his bones...
"Nancy, I will take responsibility for you!"
...
Everett Family.
After dinner, Jocelyn Sterling saw Damian Quinn off at the door, her face full of reluctance.
"Damian, co visit us again next ti, Mother will cook your favorite dishes!"
Damian Quinn ignored the resentful looks from Steven Everett, Ian Everett, and the others, smiling as he spoke to Jocelyn.
"Sure, I’ll make more ti to visit Father and Mother in the future?!"
The more Jocelyn looked at him, the more she was satisfied with him as a son-in-law, knowing how her sons usually kept a close watch on Serena, she purposely created opportunities for the two to be alone together, gently patting Serena’s back, "Serena, go see Damian off!"
Before Serena could speak, Steven Everett and the others chid in unison.
"Mom, we’ll go see him off, there’s no need for Serena to go!"
"Right, right, that’s right, we’ll do it. Serena is tired, she should stay ho and rest!"
They absolutely wouldn’t give that old pervert Damian Quinn ti alone with their precious sister!
"All of you co back, just let Serena go!"
Jocelyn could easily see through the intentions of the three, imdiately frowning and stopping them, then turning to Serena with a gentle smile.
"Serena, go see Damian off!"
"Okay, Mom."
Serena nodded obediently and just as she stepped out the door, the man naturally took her hand, intertwining their fingers, very dominantly.
Serena did not resist, letting him lead her, lifting her exquisite fox-like eyes to look at him, "What did you do to make Mom like you so much now?"
Damian Quinn’s tender gaze softly landed on the young girl’s face, "I just proved to Mother my intentions towards you."
Ultimately, it was because Jocelyn loved Serena dearly, so she accepted and acknowledged him because of Serena.
A surge of warmth filled Serena’s heart, thinking of how he had been targeted by her brothers, she couldn’t help but speak, "You’ve had a hard ti lately."
Damian Quinn chuckled lazily, his captivating eyes tenderly gazing at her, "It’s not hard, it’s what the elder brother deserves."
Since he had stolen their precious sister, it was only right to be targeted by them.
Damian Quinn’s fervent gaze unintentionally fell on her rosy, moist lips, making his Adam’s apple move slightly.
The girl’s lips were so round and attractive, so tempting to kiss...
Serena felt her ears heat up under the man’s intense gaze, blinking lightly, she tip-toed and pecked at the corner of his lips.
"Alright, I need to get back!"
Otherwise, her second brother and the others would most certainly co looking for her!
Not giving Damian Quinn a chance to speak, Serena had already darted away,
Damian Quinn could only watch the young girl’s retreating figure with helpless affection, a charming smile playing on his lips.
His little fiancée had gotten bold, flirting and then fleeing!
Tsk, he really wanted to catch her and "punish" her thoroughly...
Serena had just returned to the Everett Family when she received a call from Jude Ford.
"Boss, it’s not good. One of our bases was taken down by that gang looking into you before!"
Jude Ford on the other end of the line was both furious and puzzled.
"Boss, last ti they clearly found nothing, but this ti they discovered one of our bases, it’s really strange!"
Hearing this, Serena’s exquisite, porcelain white face turned cold, they couldn’t have investigated that fast, so there was only one possibility: soone helped them!
Tsk.
Serena’s tongue lightly pressed against her back teeth, her delicate eyebrows shimring with intense malice.
Playing dirty, are we?
She was going to find out who’s been plotting against her from behind, and once she found out, they would pay dearly for it!
Outside the door.
It wasn’t until he could no longer see the little girl’s figure that Damian Quinn reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
"Master Damian, Second Young Master’s actions are truly swift. You just gave him the information and he imdiately sent people to take down Lord Moros’s base, truly fast! Just a pity Lord Moros wasn’t at that base, so Second Young Master’s n got nothing..." Chase Sherman imdiately reported respectfully to him.
At this result, Damian Quinn was not surprised, replying nonchalantly, "He’s not easy to catch."
Anyone who has survived in the underworld for so many years and claid the throne is certainly no simple character.
"Continue the pursuit, even if you have to dig three feet deep, find him."
Chase Sherman respectfully nodded imdiately, "Yes, Master Damian."
Tutting, our Master Damian, in order to appease his second brother-in-law, is thoroughly offending Lord Moros now!
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