The Lust of a Billionaire CEO

Chapter 26

"Sir Jackson ..." I said grudgingly as I was almost out of breath. I purposely mentioned the call to her, the same sad call I had when I was under the support of her burly body, last night.

Uhuk! Uhuk!

I coughed when Jackson let go of my neck and threw my body rough, until I jolted into the wall of the car body. Still coughing I held my neck which is now reddened by Jackson.

I was so scared to see Jackson turning into a wolf ready to tear my skin apart. I slowly wiggled as Jackson approached me again with his sharp eyes.

Gluey!

I swallowed Saliva, as Jackson again entangled me to the wall of the car. I lowered my face as the gaze of the eagle again pierced into the eye, freezing to crystallize the heart.

The distance of his face was only a inch from my face, making my chest tight like there was not the slightest oxygen in that luxurious car. I can smell the refreshing scent of mint from her roaring breath. I scrunched my face when I thought Jackson would come back to strangle my neck.

I feel relieved—kala Jackson just lifted my face gently.

“Cecilia, I have given you a chance.” said Jackson again clasped tightly to my chin to make me grimace again.

"I've given you a chance, and you still dare to go against me. Are you tired of living to do that. Listen, Cecil. What you are doing now is in vain." Jackson didn't let me go at all.

I was so scared. But, since Jackson still keeps ensnaring me here, then there is no longer any chance for me to dodge.

Now the only thing I can do is give up. I'm giving up enough, so Jackson won't force me into a dead end.

"Master, really, there is not the slightest intention for me to betray, Master. Sir had mistaken me. Video, photos, whatever it is, I won't give it to Zea. I used this way to protect myself. I was just afraid that Zea would do another way to hurt me, if only I ignored her, hiks ... That's why I wanted to see him. Really, I have no intention of betraying you, torment, torment," I lied to Jackson with tears and a very sad look.

"Must I believe in your fox's mouth!?" jackson said he didn't believe me at all.

"The fox can also feel pain" Jackson replied wiping the blood on the corner of my lips with his other hand. Furious with my rancid lips, he immediately****roughly coarse my lips.

"Hemp, sir." I tried to push his chest, when he was almost out of breath. But, it is useless because my energy will not be able to match his very strong power.

Hufff ....

I immediately took a deep breath as he let go of me. A few seconds later Jackson returned*******my lips with his hands wandering around looking for anything he could rem*s.

He didn't let go of my lips, but his one noble hand would take off my shirt button.

"Emh ... Sir, not here," I stopped the movement of his hand.

"So would you like it in a bed, a sink, a buthub, or a living room? Or, you like playing in your hotel?" Jackson asked with a sly smile.

"Bu-not so, ma-makksudku ...."

"Dam. I guess there will be a second, a third, and so on. What am I gonna do now?" My mind was frustrated while buttoning back two buttons that Jackson managed to escape.

"Supervice!" Call Jackson screaming, startle me.

"Yes, Sir." Answer the driver, then respond to get into the car exactly on the steering wheel.

"Where, Mister?" Ask the driver who started to run the car so smoothly.

"Club xxxx"