Chapter 1279:
Elyse looked at him, her emotions a tumultuous mix. Even though he had violated her boundaries, she couldn’t bring herself to be angry with him. Distracted by her thoughts, she didn’t notice him reaching for her again—another pinch, sharp and precise, abruptly pulling her from her contemplations back to the harsh reality of pain.
Elyse fixed her gaze on Jayden, who, despite his questionable actions, maintained an air of innocence. She confronted him. “You took advantage of me, and it hurt me deeply.”
Unfazed, Jayden met her eyes, his expression as innocent as ever. “It was unintentional, truly an accident.”
A wave of emotion swelled in Elyse’s voice as she continued, “You were well aware of my weakness, yet you forced yourself upon me. Even after the divorce, you raped me. Don’t you realize I could report you to the police?”
Jayden’s grin was mischievous as he playfully pinched her cheek. “Whether we’re divorced or not, whether we acknowledge our past or not, I’m still going to have sex with you, and I’m going to do it without a condom.”
Elyse’s anger was palpable. “What right do you have to treat me like this?”
Jayden replied, “The choice to stay with me is yours, but my choice is clear—you belong with me. It’s the natural order of things for us to make love.”
Cornered and vulnerable, Elyse declared, “We are divorced, Jayden. We are no longer a couple.”
His displeasure evident, Jayden retorted, “Do you honestly think she can sever what we had? I had hoped for some civility, but your words have truly disappointed me.”
Elyse tensed, a flicker of apprehension crossing her face as she asked, “What are you going to do?”
“Just relax, it’ll sting for a second, but then it’ll be bliss,” Jayden said as he lifted Elyse’s skirt and entered her directly. Caught off guard by his abruptness, Elyse couldn’t hold back a sharp cry of pain as her words laced with anger. Torn between tenderness and remorse, Jayden leaned down and planted a guilty kiss on her forehead.
A whimper escaped Elyse as the pain began to fade, soon replaced by an intense, devouring sensation. Breathing heavily, just as she began to find her rhythm, Jayden’s voice floated to her, low and soothing. “Relax, sweetheart. Let me make you feel wonderful.” With those words, he renewed his efforts with vigor.
Elyse’s words fragmented and shattered, unable to come together under the strain. This time their intimacy was marked by a remarkable silence from Jayden. She remembered past encounters when he would playfully provoke her, his words dancing between teasing and seduction, always eliciting something daring from her lips. But today his silence was profound, as if he was trying to communicate—or perhaps exorcise—something deep within him through their union.