I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 106

But she was drunk, and severely lacking in experience.

She completely missed the mark.

Both of them gasped at the exact same time.

The man let out a strained, pained grunt, while the woman whimpered in frustrated annoyance.

"What the hell are you doing..." Jorrod's voice wavered.

Sienna looked down at the flushed, striking face beneath her. He was wearing the glasses she had specifically picked out for him. Behind the lenses, his narrow eyes were dark and dangerous. Looking further down, his straight nose and flushed lips made him look undeniably seductive.

"Isn't it obvious what I'm doing? Just... cooperate a little."

"Get the hell... off me."

His words were razor-sharp.

Sienna leaned down again, pressing her mouth firmly against his demanding lips.

She fully expected him to relentlessly kiss her back, just like he always did.

Instead, the man parted his lips and ruthlessly bit down on her lower lip.

Sienna let out a pained whimper, weakly pounding her fists against his half-exposed chest.

When she pulled back, Jorrod's lips were slick and stained with a bright smear of her blood...

"You bit me..."

Her beautiful eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She sniffled, looking utterly and profoundly wronged.

But it only ignited a blind rage in Jorrod's chest.

He was the one tied to a bed, stripped down, and treated like a piece of meat! Yet this woman, the aggressor, had the audacity to act like the victim.

"Let me out of these right now, and I'll... let this go." The words ground out through his teeth, his voice raspy. He tried desperately to stay calm, but every syllable was coated in ice.

Jorrod's chest heaved violently. His entire body was pulled as tight as a bowstring, teetering on the absolute edge of explosive fury and humiliation.

"Call me Gorgeous, let me hear it." Sienna was completely hooked. Resting her weight against his broad chest, she hooked a finger under his chin, acting incredibly brazen.

Recently, a certain kid had been calling her that non-stop. It made her wonder what it would sound like coming from a man a few years older than her.

Jorrod sucked in a ragged breath, a sheen of sweat breaking out across his forehead. Through gritted teeth, he forced out a single word: "Gorgeous."

It was entirely different from the young kid's breezy tone. It was violently reluctant. It was the sound of a man who desperately wanted to murder her but was forced to submit to his current reality. The sheer, restrained hatred dripping from that single word sent an undeniable thrill straight down Sienna's spine.

"Let... me go." Jorrod glared at her, issuing one final warning.

Then, he watched it happen.

Sienna lowered her head, completely ripping open the collar of his black shirt. Opening her mouth, she bit down viciously, right over his heart.

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