Chapter 18: The Little Wolf Dog Got Jealous

Goodness! A successful businesswoman fell in the arms of her ex-boyfriend in public. The most crucial thing was that her husband saw it all. I calmed down and got up as fast as I could. Ian wanted to help me, but I was already on my feet. Although I didn't do anything harmful, I still had a strange feeling of guilt when I met Elias' eyes. But on second thought, why should I be guilty? I didn't really cheat him and hook up with Ian. "Honey." I fawned as I walked up to him. Elias glanced at my bare shoulders, took off his jacket, and put it on me without saying a word. He was warm and his clothes smelled fresh from the sun. I squinted my eyes. I hadn't succeeded on the cooperation and was in a bad mood tonight, but it made me very happy that he came to pick me up. "Honey." I leaned in close to him but he dodged me mercilessly. I almost stumbled and fell again. Just as I glared at him, he didn't look at me but looked at Ian, who was standing in the doorway. The air seemed to crackle with sparks. I winked at Yvette. Yvette quickly understood and said to Ian, "Mr. Yates, let me send you home." Ian withdrew his gaze, nodded lightly, and finally left with Yvette. "What? Haven't you seen enough? Don't you want to leave?" A voice that was even cooler than the night sounded in my ears. I turned my head and met Elias's cold smile, "Honey, you're overthinking it." "I better be overthinking it." He walked forward on his long legs. By the time we got home, I was actually sober. Looking at Elias's handsome face, I felt that the night was too good to waste. I must do something. "Honey, I seem to have just sprained my ankle. Take a look for me." Elias was often fooled by me, so he looked at me suspiciously at this moment, obviously judging whether I was telling the truth or not. "You're not lying to me?" He asked in reply. "If I lied to you, I'd be a dog." Elias said lightly, "In my opinion, dogs are much more honest, because dogs don't lie." What did he mean? That I was worse than a dog? I was about to get angry when Elias stepped over, sat down on the couch, lifted my foot onto his knee, and pressed it gently with his large hand. "Which part is sprained?" In fact, I didn't get my ankle sprained at all. I just wanted to divert his attention and make him feel sorry for me. "Where does it hurt?" He asked. I pointed to my ankle, "Here." "Is it?" His eyes sparkled slightly and his long fingers pressed against my ankle suddenly. I let out a scream in slow motion. Damn, would he see through my poor acting skills? Elias seemed to chuckle. "It's pretty bad." He said, "Ice is most effective if you sprain your ankle. I'll go get you ice." He was about to get up when I took his hand. He looked down at me with a look of ridicule and awareness in his eyes. "I..." I deliberated, "Actually, it doesn't seem to hurt that much just now." "It really doesn't hurt anymore?" He asked. "It doesn't hurt anymore." He glanced at my foot, "It seems your foot is more understanding than you." Me, "..." He must have done it on purpose, he must have. When did he become so evil? Obviously, he used to be a pure-hearted little puppy. Since getting married, he seemed to be slowly revealing his true nature. He was no longer the little puppy who was at the mercy of others. I felt unconvinced when I thought about it. I was usually the one who had the upper hand, but now I was actually being taken for a ride by him. I deliberately mentioned Ian, "It's thanks to Ian tonight. I didn't expect him to do so well over the years..." As a matter of fact, someone became furious. He suddenly leaned down and pinned me to the couch. He had long arms and legs and had me pressed so hard that I couldn't move at all. But I didn't want to struggle anyway. His eyes were dark, his thin lips compressed into a straight line, and his deeply furrowed brow could clearly indicate his current mood, which was very bad. He was angry. This trick always worked well. "What? Are you still trying to be together with him?" Elias stared at me. "How is it possible?" "You can't forget him?" He chuckled, but not from the bottom of his heart, "Or why do you talk about Ian all the time?" I held in my laughter. Finally, I couldn't help myself and let out a loud laugh, "God. Honey, you look so cute when you're jealous!" Elias looked extremely sullen. "Jacqueline!" he gritted his teeth and threatened me, "If you mess with me again, I will..." "I was just teasing you. What do you want to do to me?" Of course, I was hoping he'd better do something. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. Eventually, he let go of me and got up suddenly. As soon as he left, the cold air hit me instantly. I immediately felt a little cold. "Elias, when the males are in crisis, they mark their belongings, and you're likely to lose it all if you don't." I couldn't have said it better. Elias was not a fool and he understood it. As expected, just as I finished, he came at me again like a gust of wind, and this time, he came aggressively. I almost suffocated from his kiss. "Slow, slow down." I panted when I finally got a chance to breathe, "We can go to the room. The bed in the room is big and soft and better for this kind of thing." But Elias, like an enraged lion, ignored what I said and focused on marking his "prey." He kept kissing me with his eyes red and I thought we would have a good night. When it happened a third time, it happened again and again... I thought in my mind, "Elias, I will make you slowly fall in love with my body, then fall in love with me as a person to the point where you can't leave me and become mine completely and totally." Just as I was in the midst of my ecstasy, Elias stopped at the last step. He stopped! He even managed to breathe calmly, fixed my messy clothes, and headed for the bathroom without looking back. Shortly thereafter, there came the sound of clattering water. Me, "..." At this moment, I wished that a bomb would fall over the bathroom and blow this guy to dust. Was he a man? How could he turn me on like this and then just leave me alone? He was so cruel. I got up angrily, wrapped myself in my clothes, walked to the bathroom door, and said to the inside, "Elias, if we hadn't done it, I would have thought you weren't a..."