Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 376

Sienna's body went stiff, and Jarred felt it. He let out a low chuckle.

The laugh rumbled from deep within his throat, carrying a dangerous sense of satisfaction.

"Darling, it would be effortless for me to step in. But rather than bearing a little bad press and securing what I desperately want, I heavily prefer the latter."

Sienna shoved him away hard, stumbling back two steps as her chest heaved.

She glared at him, her eyes practically shooting fire. "I have never met anyone as shameless as you."

Jarred reached out, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His touch was so tender it felt like he was handling fragile glass.

As he brushed the hair away, the heat from his fingertips made the tip of her ear burn red.

"And I hope you never have to see exactly how shameless I can be."

It was a blatant threat, aggressive and direct.

At that moment, Sienna completely lost her temper, laughing in sheer fury.

Just as Jarred lowered his gaze, fully believing he was in control of the situation, Sienna abruptly raised her hand, gathering every ounce of her strength.

Smack!

A loud, stinging slap landed squarely on his cheek.

Jarred froze, his handsome face thrown to the side by the impact.

The warm sting rapidly blossomed into a sharp, clear ache.

The calculating dominance and obsession in his dark eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a bottomless void.

Jarred slowly turned his head back.

He ran his tongue along the inside of his stung cheek, tasting the faint metallic tang of blood.

He looked at Sienna. There wasn't a trace of anger in his eyes.

Instead, something far more dangerous was slowly brewing.

It was the thrill of being challenged.

The instinctual, primal excitement a predator feels when its prey suddenly bares its fangs.

How many times had this woman slapped him now?

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