CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 94: OPEN YOUR EYES—HOW WAS I ENJOYING IT?

"Hmph, don’t think that just because you’re acting sensible now, I won’t get angry!" Elias Spencer grabbed her hand, pulled her up from the ground, and said in a deep voice.

She watched a movie with him, then suddenly ran off to date Ian Sterling, even bringing him to the cinema, and they were doing unspeakable things there!

Today, this woman really made him angry.

"If you’re mad, just tie me up and torture me. Is the rope still around? If not, you can cut up a piece of clothing and tie me up with that," Summer Nolan eagerly suggested.

Does she really want me to tie her up that much?

On the way back, he did consider tying her up until she behaved, but now, he didn’t want to do that anymore.

Suddenly, he pushed her onto the bed, leaned down, and wildly nibbled on her lips, one hand slowly moving down to undo her denim shorts.

Suddenly, he wanted her to get pregnant—

Once she’s carrying his seed, let’s see if she’ll still be out seducing other men!

"Mmph..." Summer Nolan frowned and pushed against him hard. Why wasn’t he following the usual routine? Wasn’t he supposed to torture me first?

In a bit, Officer Spencer will come, and if he doesn’t see him torturing me, won’t I be taken to the police station for an ’education’?

"Don’t be so hasty, tie me up first, okay? I like being tied up... it’s more exciting..." Summer Nolan pushed him away a bit and said sincerely.

"Are you sick?" Elias Spencer looked at the woman beneath him and asked coldly.

"I’m just into something more exciting, or else I’m not interested in you..." she huffed.

"Not interested? Then why were you moaning so loudly that night?" Elias Spencer looked down at her with dark eyes. What game was this woman playing?

"Stop talking. Get up, if you won’t tie me, I’ll do it myself..." Summer Nolan pushed him away forcefully and went to open the cabinet under the sink.

Sure enough, there was a rope there.

She took it out and climbed onto the bed, first tying her own two feet together tightly.

Then she struggled to tie her hands, but after several attempts, she couldn’t succeed. She could only hand the rope to the man who’d been watching her:

"Here, you tie me."

Something strange was going on; she was a woman full of tricks. Elias Spencer took the rope from her and threw it away, immediately untying her feet.

"Stop! Who told you to untie it?" Summer Nolan quickly stopped him. Damn it, when she didn’t want to be tied, he insisted on it, now that she wanted to be tied, he wouldn’t do it?

Suddenly, he pushed her down on the bed again, only to have the damned man untie it and throw it aside.

Elias Spencer pinned her down on the bed, pinching her chin with one hand, looking coldly at her, "Being tied up means only one position; how boring is that?"

"Get off... I don’t want to be with you anymore! Elias Spencer, we already broke up, and you’re the one who didn’t want me first. I’ll never go crawling back in my life."

Not only did he not want her, he bullied her, and during her most difficult time, he let her lose two lawsuits, hitting her hard. Wasn’t he very cold and heartless then?

What does he mean now?

Does he want to play with me? Or wants to reconcile?

Regardless of which, Summer Nolan couldn’t accept it.

Elias Spencer’s face darkened further upon hearing her words, and suddenly, he sealed her lips again, a passionate kiss followed.

A solid French kiss; he seized the woman’s lips and tongue, punishing her—his mind filled with images of her flirting and touching that man, lying in his arms.

"Mmph... Elias... mmph..." Summer Nolan was angry, frowned, and pushed him hard. She really didn’t want to be with him anymore.

But this kind of kissing made her feel inflamed all over, and she had taken off her top herself, and now the damned man was taking full advantage.

At this moment, there was a sound of a password being entered at the door, Elias Spencer ignored it, continuing his punishment with a heated kiss—

The master bedroom door was left open, and a tall, handsome man in a police uniform appeared at the entrance, looking at the fiery two on the bed with a dark expression.

One arm crossed over his chest, one hand rubbed his forehead, this is what she meant by —bloodshed?

Did she purposely call me here to ’enjoy the spectacle’?

"Clap, clap..." he suddenly knocked on the door a few times, calling out to them: "You two, stop for a moment, I’m here on official police business, come here to be investigated."

Elias Spencer already guessed it was his cousin, only he would treat him like an insider, barging in by entering the password directly.

Now he finally understood why she insisted on tying herself up; he pulled away from her lips, pinched her face, making sure she knew—

What it means to be hoisted by one’s own petard!

He grabbed her clothes from beside them and tossed them on her.

Getting off the bed, he tidied up his own clothes while blocking the door, smirking at her:

"Did you call the police? Hurry up and get dressed to handle this situation."

Summer Nolan sat up angrily, immediately pulling on her white T-shirt, glaring angrily at this gleeful guy.

Then she turned to Chase Spencer with a bright smile, walked over, and suddenly elbowed his arm, smiling as she asked,

"Officer Spencer... if I say I was forced just now, would you believe me?"

Chase Spencer glanced up and down at her, "I didn’t see any signs of you being forced. In fact, you look like you were thoroughly enjoying it!"

"Open your eyes, how was I enjoying it?" Summer Nolan said, holding back her annoyance, and quickly went to the bed to take a piece of rope.

"See this? This is evidence. You better uphold justice, or I’ll file a complaint against you!"

Chase Spencer looked at his cousin. Without waiting for him to speak, Elias Spencer pulled out a tape recorder he carried, pressed it, and it played back her repeatedly asking him to tie her up—

Those embarrassing words heard by her cousin made Summer Nolan’s face immediately flush a little red, damn it, her image was utterly ruined in front of him.

She then glared angrily at the damned man; he had secretly been recording? How could he have such a deceitful mind?

"Attorney Nolan, do you have anything else to say?" Chase Spencer raised an eyebrow and asked.

Summer Nolan raised her hand to her forehead, lightly coughed, and could only brazenly build a rapport,

"Actually, I wanted to invite you to lunch, but I was afraid you wouldn’t come, so I used this method to get you here."

"Am I that familiar with you? Why invite me to lunch?" Chase Spencer asked deliberately; didn’t she refuse to admit being his cousin’s girlfriend?

"Anyway, I am your cousin’s ex-girlfriend, so we are familiar, and besides, we’ve known each other for years," she said with a smile.

"You’re his ex-girlfriend?" He looked at his cousin standing aside silently smoking, surprised, no wonder they seemed like a couple, yet not quite.

"Yeah, we broke up over two years ago. Considering I am your cousin’s ex-girlfriend, can you just let it go?" Summer Nolan elbowed his arm again.

"Be serious." Chase Spencer finished enjoying the show, and his tone suddenly turned serious.

Why wasn’t he serious just now? After tricking her into saying everything, he turns his back? Not a single one of the Spencers is good!

Summer Nolan gritted her teeth, looked at the police uniform he wore, and could only endure it.