Chapter 90 mirror play
Genesis's POV:
Eli chuckled and pinched my cheek. "You're that happy? Perfect. You can spend the next couple days thinking about what to pack."
I wasn't happy at all! I didn't want to go abroad with him!
"But don't overthink it. I'll arrange everything for you." Eli finished speaking on his own before noticing I hadn't said anything.
His probing gaze immediately turned to me, and the smile on his face slowly faded.
"You don't want to come with me?" He dropped his hand, mockery creeping into his eyes. "You think I won't be able to make a comeback in Europe?"
My heart tightened, and I instinctively shook my head.
Angering Eli right now would definitely not be a wise choice.
"Of course not." I quickly thought of an excuse. "It's just that you already rejected all my other school offers, leaving only a few domestic universities. I want to stay and attend college here."
According to my original plan, I should have gone abroad for college after Eli left.
But now, I looked down at my hands. Since I had found the killer who murdered my parents, I had to stay and investigate the truth to avenge them!
"It's just college. I'll handle everything for you." Eli insisted.
I wanted to refuse again, but Eli's expression had already turned very ugly.
He braced one hand on the sink counter, leaning closer to me, his tone carrying undeniable dominance.
"You can only follow me. Don't think about escaping from my side."
I leaned back, pressing tightly against the wall, staring at Eli nervously.
He gazed at me for a moment, then suddenly sighed.
I could feel the oppressive pressure he had been giving me disappear all at once.
Eli took my hand, casually playing with it. "Don't forget, Christian has always wanted to send you into an arranged marriage. After I leave, he'll definitely pack you off immediately."
Speaking of Christian, Eli's eyes filled with disgust.
"He won't pick a good man for you. Probably no better than Lennon." He leaned down and kissed my lips, gazing at me with focused tenderness. "Be good and listen."
But with my parents' killer here, I couldn't leave.
"But I don't want to leave..."
Eli's expression immediately darkened, suspicious eyes falling on me. "You don't want to go to Europe with me because you have a guilty conscience?"
He suddenly gripped my hand tightly, making me cry out in pain.
Eli immediately released my hand, his expression gradually turning vicious.
Before I could relax, I heard his low, questioning voice.
"You don't want to go to Europe with me. Could it be that this video incident is also related to you?" Eli's palm slowly covered my neck. "After all, only the two of us knew about that night."
His palm was large, easily encompassing my entire neck, as if just a little pressure could snap it completely.
My heartbeat almost stopped!
Cold sweat slid down my spine, but I didn't dare look away, forcing myself to meet his gaze.
If I answered wrong, Eli would kill me!
"I didn't!" I firmly denied. "I was scared to death. How could I have recorded anything?"
In fact, what I sent wasn't a recording.
That day, while Eli was beaten and locked in solitary confinement, I quietly snuck past the dozing made man and copied the garden surveillance footage.
Eli narrowed his eyes but didn't release me.
He curved his lips, his hand around my neck tightening slightly. "What Jordan showed me wasn't a recording, but surveillance video. Did you tell anyone about this?"
I immediately shook my head. "That night you had me apply medicine and cook steak. When would I have had time to tell anyone?"
I bet Eli wouldn't guess I copied the surveillance after Delilah took my steak.
I continued explaining, "Besides, the surveillance room always has guards. How could I break in?"
Eli looked at me for a long time, so long my heart nearly beat out of rhythm, before finally releasing my neck.
He leaned over and bit my neck. "Actually, I was just deliberately scaring you. Who told you to keep saying you didn't want to come with me, making me unhappy?"
My tense body finally relaxed, slumping powerlessly against the wall.
For a moment, I really thought Eli would kill me.
Eli brought a first aid kit from the bedroom and handed it to me. "Apply medicine for me."
I nodded dazedly. It seemed I had passed this test for now.
I carefully applied medicine to Eli's swollen cheek. I could see Jordan had really struck hard.
Eli suddenly laughed.
I looked at him confused. Had he been hit stupid?
"We really are meant to be together by God's arrangement. Even our injuries happened at the same time."
I didn't want to be God's arranged match with him at all. Probably seeing my silence, he thought I was feeling sorry for him and comforted me instead.
"Don't worry. This is just a minor wound, nothing serious."
I pressed my lips together and finished applying his medicine. Just as I was about to leave, he grabbed my wrist.
"Let me help you apply medicine."
I frantically clutched my collar. "No need! I can do it myself."
Eli domineeringly grabbed my hand, his expression serious. "Can you apply medicine to your own back? The doctor specifically instructed that you must change the dressing daily, or the wound will get infected."
"Besides..." He leaned close to my ear, his tone suggestive. "What part of your body haven't I seen? What's there to be shy about?"
He forcefully pulled open my clothes. When he saw the wounds covering my body, his eyes darkened.
I had no choice but to turn around, letting him apply medicine for me.
But what I received wasn't cool ointment, but Eli's warm lips.
His kisses fell on my wounds, the painful yet tingling sensation making me involuntarily arch my neck and bite down hard on my lower lip.
"You got these injuries because of me." His voice was hoarse. "It breaks my heart."
His kisses fell densely on my skin, his hands moving to my waist, gripping it to force me closer to him.
His burning body made mine heat up rapidly. His thumb pressed against my lips, gently rescuing them from my teeth.
"Baby, you can finally speak." He whispered breathily in my ear. "Make some noise. I want to hear you."
He suddenly turned me around in his arms, his hard penis pressing against my private area, slowly grinding.
Soft moans escaped my throat before I forcibly held them back.
Eli's voice was hoarse as he continued moving. "Baby, look how beautiful you are in the mirror."
I immediately looked at myself in the mirror, face flushed and head tilted back, eyes hazy, looking especially lewd under Eli's movements.