"Why should I look at you?" Amber looked up at him, though she didn't understand.
Jared tugged his lips. Looking at me will make you forget about those people and feel better."
Amber laughed. "You really know how to flatter yourself."
"It's true," Jared said, his chin slightly raised, his pride undisguised. "They say good things make you feel better. Am I not good-looking?"
Amber gave him a dirty look. "You're not humble at all."
"Isn't it the truth?" Jared looked at her.
Amber opened her mouth and was speechless.
Yeah, well, she couldn't argue with that.
Because he was, in fact, very good-looking and handsome.
Anyway, a man like him was really rare.
Why do you think Braylee took such a shine to him?
It's not like Braylee hadn't met Cole, and Cole was a good-looking guy, but there's still something missing compared to Jared.
Like his maturity, like his coldness and elegance.
These, however, were the most charming and attractive things a man could do to a woman.
"Why aren't you talking?" Jared said in a husky, low voice, his head bent slightly toward Amber's ear.
Amber's eyes flash, and she wakes herself from her reverie, "I am thinking of things."
"Oh?" Jared leaned closer. "What were you thinking?"
"I'm not telling you." Amber nudged him. "Okay, just let me go."
Of course, Jared didn't. Just ignore it.
After all, you can't let go of a mouthful of sweets.
Seeing Jared holding on to his hand, Amber knew immediately that he was doing it again. She couldn't help but say, "Okay, let go. Did you hear me? I'm leaving the conference room."
She nudged him.
But the man still refused to let go of her. Instead, he pressed his body against her.
Behind her was the conference table, and after the man had crushed her, her back was completely flat on the conference table.
And Jared was clinging to her.
The tops of both bodies were so close together that Amber could feel the man's hard chest and his beating heart.
Amber was pressed tightly against the conference table by Jared, her long hair spread like a blooming black lotus against her beautiful face. It was a sight to see.
Jared looked down at the woman like Bloom, his Adam's apple rolling, his eyes darkening.
Amber saw him like this; she knew he was in lust.
Because her thighs could feel his bulge down there.
For a moment, Amber was nervous, her good-looking almond eyes widened, unblinkingly looking at the man above, her small face all flush.
By rights, what would happen next would be obvious, and she should have pushed him away to avoid it.
But at this moment, her hand pressed against the man's chest, but no movement.
In addition to the man's expression that could eat her alive, making her all weak and boneless, what's more, she was reluctant to.
She was reluctant to push him away.
"Amber." At this point, the man above her suddenly spoke and called her name, voice hoarser than before, but it was also more tantalizing and could make people feel tingles.
Amber felt her heart beat faster as if it were about to jump out of her chest. She couldn't help but breathe harder.
Her voice was soft and smokey, with a seductive tone.
Jared's pupils contracted, pressing her tighter. "I want to kiss you."
Amber rolled her eyes in her mind.
He used to kiss her without asking.
Well, this time, he asked.
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