Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 248

Summary for Chapter 248: Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

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Chapter 248 Kill Me

After experiencing that kind of torture, Ellen panicked subconsciously in the face of abrupt violence.

Ellen immediately thought of the two women in the nurse's office pulling out her fingernails, and her eyelashes trembled involuntarily.

Noticing Ellen's fear, Jamie felt as if his heart had been hit violently, and his hand, held high in the air, lost its strength.

The violent heave of his chest, derived from anger, was gradually soothed.

He closed his five fingers and slowly stroked Ellen's soft hair.

As expected, Ellen's body trembled by instinct. The deep disgust made it impossible for her to calm down and accept his touch.

Jamie pursed his lips and smiled. It turned out that she was just acting in his presence.

She thought that if she acted like a puppet, he would leave.

"You can't stand me touching you?" Jamie asked indifferently.

However, his broad palm slowly moved down from the back of her head to the swan's neck. He moved his hand around her slim neck as if he was measuring it.

He was not strangling her, but Ellen felt as if his throat was being tightly gripped.

"Do you think it possible?" Jamie mocked.

Every word coming out from those good-looking thin lips sounded like a demon’s prophecy.

Ellen could no longer remain calm. She held his wrist and bit him hard.

Jamie was thrown. He frowned slightly and let out a short groan.

The smell of blood filled the air. For the first time, Ellen had the urge to drink human blood. It'd be better to suck all his blood.

Jamie did not shake her off. Instead, he lowered his arm so that she could bite more effortlessly.

The angle changed. He saw that Ellen was drinking his blood and even swallowing it.

All the blood in his body started to burn. Jamie felt nothing but 'excitement'.

Then, he leaned over and moved his lips close to her ear. He said indifferently, "Suck hard, and don't stop."

Ellen was tired from biting, and she couldn't bite anymore. Drinking too much blood made her feel a little nauseous.

She let go of his arm, and her plump red lips were covered with Jamie's blood. It was as if she had applied lip gloss, making her small face no longer so pale. Instead, she looked like a gothic beauty.

Jamie smiled and asked seriously, "Do you still want to drink?"

Ellen's face was pale and she looked at him in disbelief. She opened her mouth and only uttered one word, "Creep."

As her vocal cords had been injected with medicine and had not recovered, her voice was unpleasantly hoarse, like the cry of a dying crow.

However, Jamie did not mind it. Instead, he found her voice somewhat pleasant.

"Don't you know that I am a creep until today?" Jamie replied with a smile.

He casually pulled out a piece of gauze and banded his arm. Then, he wiped the blood on her lips with his fingers. When he retracted his hand, he put his fingers in his mouth and licked them.

It was as if he was trying to taste how delicious his blood was.

Ellen was completely unwell. She could not help trembling. It seemed very disgusting and scary.

Jamie was unmoved. He raised his hand and loosened his tie. In front of her, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong abdominal muscles and beautiful mermaid lines.

Ellen broke down. Her voice was trembling. "Jamie, are you an animal?”

She had just had a miscarriage and her body had not recovered yet.

How could Jamie be such an animal?

Jamie smiled and did not say anything. He lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

A cold aura assaulted Ellen. In an instant, Ellen was so shocked that she wanted to get off the bed without thinking.

Jamie grabbed her waist and dragged her back without any effort, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Because a normal person can't sleep with another woman when he has a fiancee. Do you know how disgusting you are?"

Jamie pinched her chin and spoke angrily, "You have to endure the disgust. Don't think that I will let you go.’

"I know. After all, I'm still breathing. I haven't been tortured to death by you. How can you let me go so easily?" Ellen wasn't surprised.

Jamie opened his mouth, but he did not know what to say.

Ellen said slowly, "Jamie, when I die, I don't even want a tombstone, because I'm afraid you will come and harass me."

Jamie was so angry that his handsome face turned dark. He had never met anyone talking about their deaths all the time.

It seemed Ellen was preparing for her funeral.

He turned over and pressed her under his body. With his hands on the bed, he gritted his teeth. "Let you die under me right now, huh?”

Ellen was stunned for a moment. This man turned hostile in the blink of an eye. He had just said that he wouldn't touch her, but now he was on top of her.

She frowned without hiding her disgust.

Mr. McBride, who had always been admired by countless women, had never been humiliated like this.

He stared at her for a moment and suddenly reached out to pinch her face. He leaned over and kissed her fiercely.

Ellen could not resist him at all and braced herself for his kiss. She opened her eyes, which were filled with endless disgust and hatred.

Finally, the man stopped before he made love to her. He stared at her and grumbled, "I told you not to mess with me."

Tears rushed out of Ellen's eyes.

Ellen broke down and wailed, like a calf abandoned in the wilderness. Her hoarse voice sounded sad.

Her hand was clenched tightly by him, and she could not break free. Everything seemed like a nightmare.

First, he tightly clung to her and then slowly drained her willpower.

Her body couldn't help trembling. She said compassionately, "Jamie, kill me. Kill me, okay? I beg you...’