Chapter 351
As she spoke, she turned to leave.
But a hand suddenly gripped her wrist.
Jarred stood tall and imposing, one hand still casually tucked in his pocket.
Even dressed in a standard uniform, he couldn’t hide the effortless, commanding aura that radiated from his very bones.
His dark gaze locked onto her profile. His voice was as sharp as ice, emphasizing every word.
“Henry and the team left me dozens of missed calls and texts. Are you telling me you didn’t see a single one p>
Sienna raised an eyebrow, meeting his gaze without hesitation. “I don’t make a habit of looking at other people’s phones p>
Their eyes locked.
Her gaze was perfectly calm, devoid of any guilt.
Yet, it was this flawless composure that cemented Jarred’s suspicions.
He closed the distance, his hands gently gripping her shoulders.
His grip tightened with suppressed intensity, bordering on losing control as he lowered his voice.
“I admit she isn’t a saint, and she can be quite reckless at times p>
A faint smile played on his lips, his tone carrying a rare gentleness, yet every word landed heavily. “But, baby, you know damn well you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.
You also know that what I feel for her is nothing more than guilt and gratitude for a past favor. Nothing beyond that.
Do you really have to be so ruthless? Do you have to push this past the point of no return p>
A dull ache radiated from her collarbones under his grip.
Sienna glanced down at the hands holding her shoulders.
Then she looked up into his intense, nearly unhinged eyes, a cold smile forming on her lips.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Captain Sterling p>
Jarred stared at her beautiful, indifferent features, as if trying to see straight through her. A chaotic mix of love and resentment tore at his chest.
“Fine. I’ll pretend you don’t understand p>
After a long moment, his lips curled upward. All his earlier charm vanistied, leaving only a frigid darkness.
“Baby, be a doll and pass on a message to anyone trying to play games with me When they lose they better not come crying to me
Sienna watched him silently.
Her soft lips pressed into a thin line as she met his stare without a word.
Jarred’s gaze lingered on her face for another second before he slowly released her.
He straightened up, towering over her, his voice returning to its usual lazy drawl.
Yet every syllable carried undeniable weight. “I might have a low bottom line, but it exists.
If someone decides to cross it, even I don’t know what the consequences will be p>
Shadows from the overhead lights cascaded across his handsome features, highlighting his sharp jawline.
Yet everything beyond his cold exterior seemed blurred, as if hidden behind a thick fog.
Noticing her momentary daze, Jarred’s lips slowly curved into a smirk.
It was a smile filled with temptation and danger—a fatal attraction that made her heart race wildly.
“Whenever you wrap things up here is when the team rolls out p>
He reached out, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Take your time. I’ll wait for you p>
Sienna lifted her chin slightly, flashing a serene smile. “Then you’ll have to bear with me Captain This suspect is quite a handful
With that, she didn’t say another word, turning sharply on her heel and walking away.
Jarred watched her retreating figure, his jaw clenched tight.
His expression was so cold it could have frozen the air around him.
He closed his eyes, forcing back the violent storm brewing in his gaze.
When he opened them again, his dark eyes had returned to their usual stillness—calm, dead water.
He buried all his emotions deep down, hiding them where no one could see.