I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 132

Sienna furrowed her brows.

She always assumed that when men dealt with this kind of situation, they just took care of themselves. Or was Jorrod really that utterly inexperienced?

"Don't you ever just take care of it yourself?" she asked again. "Holding it in all the time can't be good for your health."

"I don't want to."

"Huh?"

"My head is full of you. If I do something like that, it would feel disrespectful. And... you might get angry."

"???"

Sienna was practically amused by his sheer stubbornness.

"How would you know if you don't ask? Besides..." She suddenly felt a wave of self-consciousness and coughed lightly to cover it up. "I might not necessarily get angry."

Jorrod paused. "Alright. Next time, I'll think of you."

He hesitated for a second before adding one more word.

"When I take care of it."

Sienna nearly choked.

"You really didn't need to be so explicit about it..."

A heavy silence stretched between them for a few seconds.

The hand resting on Jorrod's wrist slowly slid upward, wrapping around his arm and giving it a gentle squeeze.

He looked down, seeing her delicate face flush a deep pink as her lips parted. "What about this time?"

Jorrod’s eyes darkened, a dangerous glint flashing through them. "You tell me."

"I'm right here next to you," she whispered.

The man didn't reply; he just stared.

He looked at her with a gaze so full of raw hunger and possessiveness that it felt tangible.

It wrapped around her, making it impossible to hide under the intensity of his stare, causing her face to burn even hotter.

What was he doing? Why was he forcing her to spell it out?

She looked away. "I mean, you don't have to just think about it."

Jorrod's voice was a soft rasp. "Then, will you help me?"

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At first, Jorrod regretted his impulsive request.

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