Chapter 40 Am I Excessive?

After the examination was completed, Marian walked out of the room with Elena.
Hassan was sitting on the sofa, his deep gaze fixed on Elena's face.
Seeing her coming out, he pulled her into his arms and sat her down.
"How is she?"
"Mr. Al-Farouk, Miss Walker's physical indicators are all normal, just some symptoms of anemia. However, in order to further confirm, I need to send Miss Walker's blood samples to the hospital for testing. We should have definitive results by tomorrow."
"Hmm!" Hassan murmured.
"Nabil, see the guest out!"
"Do you see? The doctor said you're not in good health. Moving here is for your own good. Do you have any objections?"
"It's just a little anemia, Hassan. You're being too domineering!"
"You can move back to school if you want, but only when you're no longer anemic."
"You..."
Elena was speechless. Anemia is something most girls experience. She's not the first.
"How about this, I'll stay at school from Monday to Thursday and come here on weekends! I don't want my classmates to know I'm being supported by someone."
Hassan furrowed his eyebrows, he didn't mind her, but she was criticizing him. It was simply unreasonable.
"Do you feel ashamed of being supported by me?"
Seeing the anger almost erupting from Hassan's eyes, Elena knew she couldn't provoke him anymore. She quickly shook her head and forced a embarrassed smile on her face.
"No, it's just that I'm still in school, I have to take into account how my classmates perceive me..."
"No!" Hassan straightforwardly interrupted her.
Does she really care so much about what others think of her? Why doesn't she consider his feelings?
"Hassan, can't you be a bit less excessive?"
"Am I excessive?"
Hassan pressed Elena onto the couch, looking at her with an evil glint in his eyes. "I can be even more excessive, do you want to see for yourself?"
"No, no, I was wrong!" Elena hurriedly pushed him away.
"Fine, I'll be here every day then, but you can't interfere with my studying, okay? I'm begging you, I can't afford to lose my education. It's important to me and my family."
This is her dream, she can't give up.
"OK, but from now on, Noura will drive you to school!"
"Oh, Noura... okay!"
"Now that I've accommodated you, it's your turn to accommodate me!"
"What?!" Elena hasn't even reacted yet, but she's already being pressed down on the couch.
His heavy breathing sprayed onto her face, his dominating presence quickly invading her mouth.
"Mmm..." Elena let out a low moan of pleasure.
Hassan's kissing was skillful. He seemed to know every sensitive point on her body and kissed them teasingly. Elena's cheeks turned rosy and she began to pant softly.
"Do you like it?"
He whispered in her ear, stimulating her ear drums with his hot breath.
Elena shyly closed her eyes and dared not look at him.
His skillful hands ignited sparks on her body, and Elena gradually felt her breath becoming dry.
"Not here, please..."
Although there was no one in the hallway, Elena still felt countless pairs of eyes staring at them. She couldn't do something like this. Her small hands weakly pushed him away.
His large hands reached her jeans, and after a while, there was a loud sound as the button was torn off by him.
His sexy and magnetic voice traced the contours of her delicate earlobe, and his hot breath sprayed into her sensitive ear canal.
"Darling, you're not allowed to wear jeans at home anymore."
"Mmm, no..."
Elena's consciousness was already in a half-dissociated state, but she still weakly refused.
This man's shamelessness had reached an infuriating level. Not wear jeans? Did that mean she had to wear a dress? So that it would be convenient for him to harass her anytime, anywhere? No, she didn't want that. She hadn't opened up to that extent yet.
Elena suddenly protected her chest, her face turning even redder. "Let's go to the bedroom, I feel like someone is watching."
Hassan was in the mood, his desire like a string pulled tight, ready to be released. He smirked devilishly and whispered, "Alright!"
Elena hurriedly stood up, bending down to pick up the clothes on the floor to cover herself. Suddenly, she was embraced from behind by him, and in the next moment, his strength penetrated her.
"Ah..."
Bastard, how dare he do this to her. Elena was filled with frustration, but quickly drowned in the pleasure he brought.
At midnight, in a secret room in the family mansion in Paris Bay.
Hassan's tall figure hid in the darkness, only the computer screen in front of him emitting a faint blue light.
There was no expression on his handsome and proud face, only a pair of deep eyes focused on the information displayed on the screen.
"Master!"
In the silent darkness, Nabil's voice sounded exceptionally clear.
"Yeah!" Hassan responded in a low voice, gesturing for Nabil to continue.
"As your subordinate, I have to remind you that you have gone too far with some things..."
Hassan only slightly furrowed his brows, his fingers gliding across the computer screen displaying recent activities of the members of the Black Dragon Society. Compared to the Triads in the UK, the Plum Blossom Society in Japan, the Red Sea Society in Thailand, and the Reaper Organization in Europe, his Black Dragon Society was more like a business organization. His members did not make a living from illegal activities and drug trafficking, but instead found clever ways to make profit.
He did arms dealings, but besides that, he didn't do anything illegal, not even tax evasion.
Nabil looked at his boss's face, but there wasn't much change, and he continued to speak calmly.
"Regarding this woman, you've gone too far. You know that this is the base of the Black Dragon Society. By keeping her here, every member of the Black Dragon Society is at risk of exposure..."
"Shut up!" A cold voice spit out from Hassan's mouth.
Nabil only flinched slightly and continued, "You know very well that the pirate leader was a member of the Death God Organization. For this woman, you killed him, becoming the enemy of the entire Death God Organization. You knew that the picture was intentionally set as a trap by the Robinson family, in order to make you turn against the Red Sea Society. Yet, you still went ahead and invaded the Red Sea Society for this woman, killing two of their trusted men... Are you planning to cut ties with them for good?"
Nabil spoke each word very clearly.
Hassan stood up abruptly, grabbing Nabil's collar with his large hand and squeezing his fingers into a tight fist, his handsome face becoming fierce.
"I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me? Nabil, remember this, you are just my subordinate, not my guardian. Do you understand?"
Nabil showed no fear of Hassan's threat and calmly continued, "I can understand that Elena bears a resemblance to the Miss of that family, but in the end, she is not her. If you lose your reason just for a substitute, I have the right to remind you to stay clear-minded."
Nabil hadn't even finished speaking when the sound of a bullet chambering was heard, the cold barrel pointing at Nabil's temple.