Jefferson had always been a domineering person, especially during kisses. Every time he kissed Adrienne, she would feel as if she was going to suffocate in his embrace.
However, Adrienne suspected that she might be a masochist, as she actually enjoyed Jefferson's domineering kisses.
If it wasn't for the difficulty in breathing, she'd want him to carry on kissing her.
After discovering her true thoughts, Adrienne was startled. Who would've known that she was actually a bad girl deep in her bones, except that she acted otherwise on the outside.
She had to hide her thoughts well, and she mustn't let Jefferson find out, or he'd definitely laugh at her.
All of a sudden, she felt the pain of being bitten on her lips. Jefferson let go of her, and whispered in her ear with his deep and hoarse voice, "Little Specky, how dare you get distracted while we're kissing."
Adrienne was frightened by his roar and couldn't help but duck as she said, "I would never."
Even if she was distracted, she was thinking about him too. Did he have to get mad over it?
Just as Jefferson was about to kiss her again, he heard the sound of crashing outside the door. Jefferson pulled Adrienne into his arms and pulled the door open as he said, "Madam Yard, don't you feel embarrassed to be eavesdropping at this age?"
Britney was about to hide, but seeing that Jefferson had already caught her, she gave up on hiding. She walked straight up to Jefferson and said to him with a smile, "You brat, I'm just here to see if I'll be able to become a grandmother soon. I didn't interrupt you, did I?"
Jefferson replied, "Well you should be smarter then. If you make noise and disrupt us, do you think you'll get you grandchildren?"
Britney smiled and said, "Then I'll be leaving first, you two can get back to what you guys are doing earlier. It's still early, and it's okay if you're a little late for dinner.”
Adrienne went speechless.
She wanted to pretend that she was invisible, so that no one could see them.
Before she left, Britney turned to look at her and said, "Good luck, Adrienne!"
Adrienne was once again at a loss for words.
What kind of mother and son duo was this?
Jefferson quickly slammed the door, blocking Britney's gossipy gaze.
Adrienne quickly escaped from his arms.
Jefferson asked, "What are we going to do, Little Specky?"
What did he mean by that? Adrienne thought.
She looked at him with a confused expression.
"I feel like a beast." Jefferson said.
He finally had some self- awareness. Adrienne nodded her head and said, "That's right."
There were some words that he could say himself, but that others should never say.
Adrienne's answer lit Jefferson's fuse, and he raged immediately, saying, "What did you say, Little Specky? I dare you to say it again."
Adrienne was shocked by Jefferson's sudden anger. She wondered what she had done to provoke him. She asked, "Mr. Hefner, what did I do to make you angry?"
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