"Jared, now that I'm back, anything you've got, bring it on me. My grandma's old. If you hurt her, I swear I’ll make you pay," Agnes said.
Jared stared at Agnes coldly, "Alright, Agnes, you said it. If you want to know where your grandma is, follow me, agree to my terms and I guarantee she won't be harmed. On the contrary, I'll take good care of her."
With that, Jared turned around and walked back into the room.
Agnes had no choice but to follow him in.
As soon as Jared entered the room, he started to take off his jacket and then turned to Agnes, "Close the door."
Agnes frowned, but she did as he asked.
After Jared finished taking off his coat, he started to undo the buttons of his shirt collar and then slowly walked towards Agnes.
Feeling a sense of danger, Agnes backed away and asked, "Jared, what the hell are you trying to do?"
The next second, Agnes found herself pinned against the door by Jared.
Without a word, Jared grabbed Agnes' arms, put them on either side of her, and kissed her lips.
His unique cold scent invaded Agnes' mouth.
In an instant, Agnes' mind went blank, unable to react to anything.
It had been four years since she had left and never once kissed or even had the slightest intimate contact with any man.
All these years, Phenix had been encouraging her to find a boyfriend, telling her that a woman without love would wither away, even going as far as bringing handsome men to yacht parties just to introduce them to her.
But Agnes felt repulsed even by the touch of another man's finger.
Anytime, she would instinctively push the man away.
But Agnes didn't expect that after four years, she would meet Jared again.
It was as if there had been no four years of distance or estrangement between them.
When Jared kissed her, she could feel her body shaking.
The beast in his heart that had been dormant, suddenly woke up, roaring crazily.
His self-control began to crumble and eventually disappeared.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had kissed her. Many days and nights, he was tormented.
He didn't know where she was, who she was with.
The thought of her smiling in someone else's arms while he was suffering in the endless night was unbearable.
Various contradictory and complex emotions, like a flood, could no longer be controlled.
A chill surged in her chest, making Agnes fully awake.
Had Jared lost his mind?
Agnes pushed Jared away with all her might.
"Mr. Whitfield, do you lose control every time you see a woman? It would be quite awkward for us to have a proper conversation given our current situation. You need to calm down.”
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