I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 29

Sienna didn't waste any time. She dragged Jorrod a few steps down the hall, turned around, and pinned him against the white bathroom wall.

With his tall, lanky frame leaning diagonally against the spotless white tiles, Sienna took a moment to mentally brace herself.

At first, she remained standing.

But with his towering six-foot-three frame planted there, reaching his belt from that angle was a nightmare.

If she didn't look...

Her hands would just be blindly fumbling around, and if she touched something she absolutely shouldn't, she would genuinely want to chop her own hands off.

If she looked...

Because of the height difference, she would have to hunch over in an incredibly inappropriate posture just to stare directly at the man's crotch.

Sienna had no choice but to crouch down.

The moment her hand rested on the metal buckle of his belt, the freezing, unfamiliar sensation sent a tremor straight to her heart. She couldn't hide her nervousness.

She continuously convinced herself that the person standing in front of her was merely a child.

But his physique was impossible to ignore.

Whether it was height, experience, age, social status, or even pure physical strength, Jorrod was a fully grown adult male who outclassed her in every single metric.

When he wasn't speaking, he naturally emitted an overpowering aura of absolute dominance.

Standing before him, even though he had cooperatively hunched his shoulders, he still towered half a head over her.

His tall, muscular frame completely enveloped her.

She could even feel the gentle rise and fall of his abdominal muscles with every breath, transferring directly through her fingertips.

To make matters worse, the man above her decided to speak.

"Darling, are you hot? Your face is super red."

Called out, Sienna shot him a glare. "None of your business. Stop looking at me."

As soon as she spoke, she suddenly felt a cool breeze brush against her cheek.

Puzzled, she looked up and met Jorrod's downward gaze—and the magazine he was vigorously fanning in her direction.

Sienna's temper vanished by half.

Idiot.

"...Stop fanning. I'm not hot."

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