Chapter 239
But in her current desperate predicament, she didn’t have the luxury of hesitation.
Sienna bit her lip, making her decision in a split second.
She stopped walking and turned to Silas. “Then I’ll have to trouble you, Mr. Draken p>
She reached out for the car door handle.
The absolute second her fingertips brushed the metal, a brutal, savage force yanked her wrist backward.
Jarred roughly ripped her away from the car door with such violent momentum that Sienna stumbled.
As he caught her to stabilize her footing, he caught sight of the man in the driver’s seat out of the corner of his eye.
In an instant, a freezing layer of absolute frost coated Jarred’s handsome features, the air around him plunging to sub-zero temperatures.
It was none other than the notorious Eldest Draken, the most infamous playboy in the Capital’s elite social circles.
He had countless women throwing themselves at him, yet no one had ever seen him give a damn about a single one.
And yet, every single woman seemed perfectly willing to be played by him.
His face was his ultimate currency, and his charm was a lethal weapon.
Half the women in the Capital were eagerly lining up on his hit list.
Seeing the woman in his grasp trying to break free again, Jarred clamped down harder, his voice dripping with barely concealed violence.
“Si. Enna. Sloan p>
He was trying desperately to suppress it, but Sienna could still hear the furious storm raging beneath his tone.
She looked up and met a face so consumed by rage it was nearly twisted.
Jarred’s features were steeped in dark hostility. His black eyes churned like a brewing hurricane, every pore in his body radiating a murderous chill.
That look, Sienna mused, was exactly what a man catching his wife cheating red-handed would look like.
Her wrist throbbed fiercely under his iron grip, feeling as though he was about to crush her bones into dust.
Frowning, she raised her free hand to shove him off. “Jarred, you’re hurting me p>
Jarred remained entirely unmoved.
He actually squeezed tighter.
Hurting her? Every inch of his own body was screaming in agony. It felt as if someone was repeatedly taking a jagged blade and carving his heart to pieces.
He stared down at her delicate face, his heavy, ragged breathing ghosting across her skin.
His eyes blazed with scorching, barely restrained fury.
Completely ignoring Sienna’s struggles, Jarred locked onto her wrist and forcefully dragged her away.
But a tall, lean figure stepped cleanly into their path, blocking them completely.
Silas had gotten out of the car at some point and was now leaning casually against the door, his posture lazy yet utterly self-assured.
A wicked smirk played on his lips. His hazel eyes narrowed into a gorgeous arc, carrying an undeniable, devilish charm.
“Mr. Sterling, I’ve always been of the mind that one should be a gentleman when treating ladies. After all p>
He glanced pointedly at Sienna’s bruised, reddened wrist, his smirk deepening. “She doesn’t seem very willing to go with you p>
He hadn’t even lifted a finger, yet his mere presence was a solid brick wall halting Jarred’s departure.
A razor-sharp, freezing sneer curled Jarred’s lips. His eyes turned deadly as he glared at the man in front of him, his voice lethal. “Get out of my way p>
Silas, unhurried, just offered a faint smile. “The winner isn’t decided by who barks the loudest. You have to take the lady’s wishes into account p>
He tilted his head toward Sienna and arched a brow.
Sienna instantly understood. Using all her strength, she wrenched herself free from Jarred’s hold, her stance explicitly clear and entirely unyielding.
That single action was a precise, brutal stab straight into the left chamber of Jarred’s heart.
“Hah p>
Sienna only heard a low, freezing laugh.
The laugh was laden with indescribable self-deprecation, and then his hand finally dropped away.
But the sudden release threw off her balance.
Sienna stumbled backward, nearly slamming her back into the car.
Before she could even steady herself, Jarred’s fist came flying out.