Chapter 492
“Physical contact is inevitable during training.” Jarred’s expression was calm. “Dr. Sloan, you’re being too sensitive p>
“I’m not being sensitive, I’m repulsed,” Sienna retorted without hiding her emotions.
“Repulsed p>
Jarred repeated the word in a low voice, taking a slight step forward.
They were inches apart, their breaths mingling.
His tall frame completely enveloped her, the oppressive tension hitting her face.
He lowered his gaze to the tense, flushed tips of her ears, his voice dropping to a low, commanding seduction.
“You used to love it when I got close to you like this after training. You loved keeping me company for the whole session. What, things have changed, and now I’m that unbearable to you p>
The intense warmth of the past, contrasted with her current irritation, slammed into Sienna’s chest, throwing her emotions into complete chaos.
She met his scorching gaze, her eyes blazing with anger.
“The past is the past, and right now is right now. We’ve been over for a long time p>
“Over?” Jarred let out a soft chuckle, the smile not reaching his eyes. “I didn’t agree to it, so it’s not over p>
Staring at the impossibly stubborn man in front of her, the anger pooling in Sienna’s chest finally snapped.
“Jerk p>
Without a second of hesitation, she raised her hand. *Smack p>
A hard slap landed squarely on Jarred’s handsome face.
Jarred stood there, completely motionless.
A stark red mark instantly bloomed across his striking cheek, yet it didn’t diminish his dominating, oppressive aura in the slightest.
He clearly could have dodged it, but he let the slap land.
After a few seconds of dead silence, he slowly raised his eyes.
His dark pupils were heavy. There wasn’t a shred of anger in them; instead, a dangerous glint surged within.
“Very well p>
He leaned in slightly, closing the distance by half a step. His towering shadow completely consumed her the darkness in his gaze threatening to swallow her whole.
“Tonight, there is no way I’m letting you off easily p>
It was said so calmly, yet it was more panic-inducing than any furious outburst.
Sienna’s heart skipped a beat.
But before she could steady herself, Jarred straightened up.
He looked down at her tense face, his voice carrying an unquestionable command. “Pack your things. You’re coming with me p>
“Where p>
“Dinner.” He slung his jacket over his shoulder and strode toward the door without giving her a second glance.
Without thinking, Sienna instantly refused. “I’m not going. Whatever you have to say, we can say it here p>
“We can’t talk business on an empty stomach.” His voice floated back smoothly as he walked out the doors of the training facility.
“You know how I get. If I miss a meal, my mood sours p>
Sienna stood rooted to the spot, her hands balling into tight fists as she glared at the infuriating, overbearing man.
She desperately wanted to walk away, but Owen’s rehabilitation schedule was entirely in his hands.
Noting the sudden pallor of her face, Jarred didn’t soften in the slightest. His tone remained unyielding and dominant, offering no room for negotiation.
“Darling, I don’t like to wait. If you don’t get in the car now, it’s only going to get harder for you to see me next time p>
Sienna squeezed her eyes shut. Finally, she forced her legs to move and followed him.
The restaurant Jarred chose was the most exclusive private dining villa in the Capital, hidden in the night shadows by the river.
Sienna walked into the private room, exhaustion clinging to her bones.
Jarred sat across from her and slid the menu over. “Take a look. They’ve added a few new dishes lately p>
Sienna didn’t even glance at it. She looked straight at the waiter. “One truffle risotto and a glass of warm water. Make it quick.
Jarred leaned back in his chair, resting an elbow on the armrest, his gaze drifting from the menu back to her face.
Seeing her obvious impatience, he smiled faintly, showing absolutely no intention of speeding things up.
He took his sweet time ordering several dishes, all of them her favorites.