CHAPTER. 3. WILL YOU MAKE A LOVE WITH ME?

CHAPTER. 3. WILL YOU MAKE A LOVE WITH ME?

BEVERLY could only surrender when Jackson led him out. Previously, he had indeed seen the area around Jackson's house. The house is located on an island in the middle of the ocean. As far as the eye could see, Beverly could only find water and water. However, behind the house, there is a forest that looks very wide. Beverly wondered why did Jackson want to spend his time in a remote place like this?

"I'll be waiting for you here. If there's still dirt in the pool, "Jackson clenched his chin up high. "I'll have you sleep outside."

Beverly rolled her eyes. Really, who's afraid to sleep outside? Reluctant to respond to Jackson's words, Beverly walked to the edge of the pool and began cleaning the pool with leaf skimmers. The scorching sunshine didn't dampen Beverly's spirits. The well of his life he had never done such menial work.

Jackson watched Beverly's every move. The woman's long legs glistened in the sun. Jackson looked away from Beverly's smooth thighs. One day, Jackson wants to hurt every inch of Beverly's body. "Hey, you!" Jackson snapped at Beverly. "Clean this part!"

With slow steps, Beverly walked towards the place Jackson had intended. His hands were still holding the leaf skimmer, while his feet were still on the edge of the pool. Beverly felt her stomach grow hungry. A slice of apple didn't give him enough strength to work as a pool cleaner.

The hot sun burned Beverly's skin. Beverly wiped the sweat running down her temples. His legs started to wobble. Jackson's exclamation made his ears ring. Beverly glanced at Jackson, who was wearing only underpants and had nothing on his upper body. That man, although annoying, still looks sexy.

"Oh, can't it be a little faster?" Jackson grumbled again. "I could die dry if I had to watch over you until you're done!"

"Why don't you just go in and mind your own business!" said Beverly irritably.

“My business is torturing you. Did you forget that? "

"Not. To hell with all your business. Go! You're an eyesore on this beach. "

"Huh!" Jackson approaches Beverly. "What do you mean?"

"I'm tired of seeing your face!" exclaimed Beverly. "When are you going to return me home?"

Jackson laughed. "House? Don't dream, young lady. I will not send you back. I want to torture you and kill you. "

Now, it was Beverly's turn to chuckle. "Please kill me now. In any way you want. "

"No," said Jackson. "Not now. I'm not satisfied with torturing you. "

The more Jackson opened his mouth and argued over it, the more annoyed Beverly became. The woman hit Jackson's arm with the tip of the stick until he heard a very clear grimace from Jackson's lips. “Oushh! What are you doing!"

"What else? Teaching you a lesson, of course. " Then, Beverly pointed the stick's tip at Jackson's chest and pushed it away. Jackson plunged to the floor in Beverly's swimming pool. The man shouted and cursed Beverly.

"Beverly !!!" yelled Jackson growled. The man cursed many times. Beverly is even more happy to see Jackson angry like that.

Beverly stuck out her tongue. “Feel it! You think you can torture me that easily? ” then the woman left Jackson. All Beverly wanted to do was eat. His stomach was struggling to ask for food intake since morning. I don't know what was the last time Beverly ate just the right portion. What is clear, right now he wants to finish all the food in Jackson's refrigerator.

Not even five steps Beverly walked, Jackson was already standing behind her. "Where are you going?" Jackson asked curtly.

"Eat." Beverly replied, no less curt.

"What?" Jackson grabbed Beverly's hand. "Where do you think you are? Here is my place- "

"I know. I know!" Beverly snorted loudly. “Don't remind me about that. I know this is where you are. I need to eat. If you think you're going to let me starve to death, fine, I won't eat. "

Beverly jumped when Jackson lifted her body and slung it over the man's shoulder. “Shit! What are you doing!" shouted Beverly.

"Punish you. What else? " Jackson intends to throw Beverly into the pool and laugh back at her. However, it seemed like he was having bad luck. After Beverly pushed him until he fell into the pool, now his leg slipped and automatically they both fell into the pool.

Jackson swiftly hugged Beverly without realizing it. Their bodies are squeezed against each other. Jackson's hand was on Beverly's waist. The woman also puts her hands on Jackson's shoulders, resting on the man's muscular muscles.

Jackson and Beverly swim to the surface. Their breaths were both racing. Beverly, with her grim reaper eyes stared at Jackson with a fierce gaze. “What are you doing, you fool! You can make both of us die. "

"Impossible." Jackson's comments were brief. Today, he really is unlucky. "We both can swim. How can we die? "

"You're the one that's dead," Beverly said as she swam to shore. "I would love to throw your body into the ocean and let the whale eat you."

Jackson followed Beverly from behind. The woman's hair is wet, even with her clothes. Beverly's curves were beautifully printed beneath her white t-shirt. "It seems, you are very happy to see me die."

"Of course I'm happy." Arriving at the poolside, Beverly leaned her back against the pool wall. "If you die. I can freely stay here without your interference. "

That statement caught Jackson's attention. The man forgot his grudge against Beverly. "You? Enjoying my island? "

"Yes. The only way to own this place is to kill you, ”said Beverly lightly.

"That was before I managed to kill you. I will kill you first before you kill me. "

"Oh, yes?" Beverly raised an eyebrow. "So, now we're going to attack each other? Killing each other? So?"

"Not. You're my prisoner. And you are the one who must be eliminated from here. "

"I told you," Beverly snorted again. "You can kill me right now. If you don't do it right away, don't blame me if I take your life first. "

Come to think of it, Beverly has a point. So far, Jackson is the one who feels tormented by Beverly. Even though initially he was the one who intended to torture Beverly, but why now he is the one who is being tortured. Jackson glanced at Beverly. The woman is fixed and always calm under any circumstances and situations. And as a prisoner, Beverly didn't seem the slightest bit afraid. That fact irritated Jackson.

Then, it crossed Jackson's mind to, "Will you make love to me?" Jackson asked disparagingly.

**

"Will you make love to me?"

The question that crossed Jackson's lips really surprised Beverly. Beverly believes Jackson never really wanted that. During this time, he also firmly believed that Jackson was not as bad as he imagined. If the man had intended to kill her, it should have been from the first time they met Jackson to have killed her. In fact, until this moment, Jackson has not killed him.

Beverly put on a welded look. "Are you sure?" he asked innocently.

"Why?" a victorious smile printed plain on Jackson's handsome face. "Are you afraid?"

Beverly tried hard to make her face look like she was scared. Her eyes filled with tears at Jackson's offer, as if she was ready to cry right now. "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Jackson walked over to Beverly. "What if we do it here?" Jackson's face was now right in front of Beverly's face. Jackson knit their foreheads. One hand squeezed Beverly's butt once. "Are you ready?"

Not Beverly if she can't torture Jackson. During this time, Beverly believed that there was actually something that made Jackson so want to kill and torture him. And Beverly wants to know that reason. "Okay, I'm ready." Beverly kissed Jackson on the lips. The man looked very surprised. Jackson was silent when Beverly crushed her lips and pressed her tongue into Jackson's mouth. It took some time for Beverly for Jackson to kiss her back.

When Jackson started to melt, Beverly took their lips off. The woman glanced at Jackson then took off the Jackson clothes she was wearing. After that, Beverly took off her bra so that Jackson could easily observe her large, dense breasts.

Beverly kissed Jackson's lips again. The man didn't react at first. However, not even one minute, Jackson finally kissed Beverly back. Their tongues are linked to each other. Jackson pressed his body against Beverly's body. His passion started to rise, something behind his pants began to push, so that Jackson's undershirts looked very tight. And Beverly could feel it all.

Something new and so taboo filled Beverly's soul. Previously, she never knew that kissing or being kissed by a man would cause this kind of reaction in her. Beverly hesitated, her chest flaring up and down. It wasn't just Jackson's lips that managed to make him so weak. But the warm breath of the man now had a very extraordinary effect on him. An effect he had never imagined before.

Now, it was Jackson's turn to let off Beverly's lips. The man closed his eyes. Taking a few breaths then opened his eyes again and kissed Beverly on the lips. The vanilla flavor that stuck to Beverly's lips made Jackson lose his mind. Jackson convinced himself that there was no way he could get out of this terrible trap. Beverly fills him with flames, like a rushing river washing away a small, dry branch. Roughly, that's how Jackson felt.

Until finally the woman pushed him away. They both gasped. Their faces were bright red. Jackson leaned tightly against the edge of the pool. Meanwhile, Beverly looked down, her hands resting on Jackson's waist. “I want to exchange my life for Maria's life. If that's what you want. "

The words struck Jackson. The purpose of bringing Beverly here was to get her revenge on Maria and her child. Not to enjoy sexual desire with the prisoner. Jackson cursed himself. His choice of bringing Beverly here was not quite right.

"You will regret your words."

"I'm not the type of woman who is easy to decide something and easy to catch his words."

“You think death is the end of everything? If you die, can you be free? So?"

"That's what I concluded. You want my death because you love your fiancé so much, right? You want your revenge. So, do it! " Beverly picked up the Jackson T-shirt which was floating not far from him. Then, he wore it without wearing a bra first.

"I'm not satisfied playing with you."

Beverly smiled crookedly. “You will never be satisfied if you don't try. You hold back from me. "

"Oh, yes?" Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you think? You're really good when it comes to male matters. "

"My father and older brother, for your information."

"And how many boys have you slept with?" Jackson said in a sarcastic tone.