Watching Timmy walk out of Jared Quinn’s office, lody Thorne couldn’t hold back any longer. She strode towards Jared, circled his desk, and sat atop it, her movent swift and decisive.
The action made Jared Quinn’s heart skip a beat, and he quickly reached out to steady her.
lody Thorne looked at him angrily, "Why haven’t you co ho to see these past two days?"
Jared Quinn was troubled upon learning about the incident from years ago, feeling heartache for his woman and unable to forgive himself for protecting the wrong person. If it wasn’t for Caleb speaking up, he might never have known in his lifeti.
"Hmm?" lody Thorne cupped his handso face with her hand, "Or do you truly not want to see ? So you’re avoiding , thinking ’out of sight, out of mind’?"
"How could I?" Jared Quinn pushed apart her slender legs with both hands, moving closer with his chair, his gaze deep. He was simply punishing himself.
After not seeing her for a few days, even he felt his own weariness.
"Are you feeling guilty?" lody Thorne leaned down, "I’ve already forgotten about all that. What are you concerned about, hmm?"
"Are you here to punish ?" Jared Quinn’s gaze was nearly level with hers.
She sat on the desk while he reclined in the leather chair, their heights nearly the sa.
"Your punishnt is to make crystal shrimp for every day and never avoid ." lody Thorne spoke up. He wasn’t punishing himself; clearly, he was punishing her too.
"Is it that simple?" Jared Quinn couldn’t resist encircling her waist, particularly lingering on her scent, his handso face buried in her chest. His magnetic voice carried a slight hoarseness, "You can give a harsher punishnt."
lody Thorne’s heartbeat gradually slowed, feeling that such a distinguished man was willing to lower himself in front of her, willing to do anything for her.
"That can be arranged," lody Thorne’s lips curled into a smile, "How about this? From now on, you aren’t allowed to touch , ever. A man who never touches a woman and lives like a monk every day—wouldn’t that be a significant punishnt?"
Jared Quinn "..."
The finely chiseled features turned several shades darker. He could accept any punishnt or make any ands, but abstaining from intimacy was unacceptable, especially when it ca to her.
"No way!" Jared Quinn decisively rejected, his prominent nose pressing against the center of her chest. Her light fragrance was bewitching, and his sharp business mind was wholly beguiled, his breathing heavy.
Nothing could distract him from his desire.
The gesture made lody Thorne both shy and angry. Wasn’t she just supposed to punish him? It all seed to have gone to waste.
Involuntarily, Jared Quinn’s large hand lifted her dress, sliding up from her ankle over her calf and knee, eliciting a surprised cry from lody Thorne.
"Don’t you want to?" He hadn’t held her in two or three days and now he desperately wanted to hold and spoil her.
"Pregnant won can’t do this," lody Thorne splashed cold water on him.
Jared Quinn, however, did not stop. He thought touching her without having her was the best punishnt, putting him through physical and emotional tornt.
"Stop," lody Thorne bit her lip, her voice barely a whisper.
Behind Jared Quinn was another large mirror, reflecting all her expressions and his every move towards her.
She was like an innocent little rabbit knowingly sending herself into the wolf’s den.
Slowly, Jared Quinn rose, pressed against her, and kissed her...
Timmy was waiting at Simon Sutton’s place, but lody Thorne never ca out, nor did his toy airplane.
It was clear his father tricked him!
"Young Master, calm down, calm down," Simon Sutton kept persuading. "I’ve already sent for a private plane to be flown from overseas. It should arrive in another half an hour."
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